tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post1360452438859272179..comments2023-10-26T05:49:59.824-04:00Comments on Reflections of a Grady Doctor: Another random post.gradydoctorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10639816377218206777noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-37252787441674717822012-07-20T16:37:12.520-04:002012-07-20T16:37:12.520-04:00You need to put out some (virtual) brownies and ma...You need to put out some (virtual) brownies and maybe some lemonade when you write posts like these. Love the randomness and it feels so nice to just unwind over a conversation. Have a good weekend Dr M :)Taranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-55549113278566929292012-07-20T11:19:31.163-04:002012-07-20T11:19:31.163-04:00I loved starting my day with your random post. Act...I loved starting my day with your random post. Actually, I came running to the blogs for a diversion after reading the horrifying headlines. Thanks for the ramble through your thoughts.<br /><br />I love that the Ped's table is tall so she's looking at your son, not down on him. I love the stories of the wonderful people who've come into and gone out of your Grady world. I'd have cried too.<br /><br />I love the photo of your mom and grandmom and especially the one of you and her. You gave her your bouquet! You are brilliant. By the time I got married we had no grandparents left, and that made me a little sad. I didn't throw bouquets or do garters or any of that traditional stuff, it didn't feel right to me. And I have to say your wedding advice is spot on. I tell anyone about to marry to make sure that they remember to have fun, to soak it in and let the day wash over them. Our wedding is still the best party we've ever been to.<br /><br />Tomatoes - I'm still learning to like them raw. I've graduated to eating the little cubes in bruschetta, and I feel so grown up. I will never, ever smell cheese, because I don't want it ruined for me. I love swiss, gouda, provolone, you name it, anything except the really stinky moldy kind. Must not smell....<br /><br />Happy Friday and have a great week. Your boys are adorable. They are going to keep saying things that will curl your hair!Melhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10114884092474969555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-71287225529500185992012-07-20T11:04:25.510-04:002012-07-20T11:04:25.510-04:00I used to think that my posts were long and then I...I used to think that my posts were long and then I met you. ha! But, I do like catching up with you and so this does the trick. Happy Pre-Happy Birthday to your Grandmother! All mine are gone now and they wouldn't even be close to 90 at this point. Way too young to go.<br />Have a great weekend!<br />m.Markhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01049586061176648341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-10276780795199644372012-07-20T07:26:26.735-04:002012-07-20T07:26:26.735-04:00I got nothing to add to any of these. I just wante...I got nothing to add to any of these. I just wanted to say good morning and I love your observations and you are a bright light in this world.<br />Okay- I will say this- you send your boys off to spend a month with their grandfather and you're surprised they come back saying "nuts" and "balls"? <br />Three men together for a month? <br />Ha!Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245783834297902042.post-27591095417434466912012-07-20T00:13:32.263-04:002012-07-20T00:13:32.263-04:00Good doctors really help the world go round. Good ...Good doctors really help the world go round. Good grandmas, too. My grandma's mean. But she does like to explore and experience new things. And irony of ironies, the child who had the most strained (though still polite) relationship with her as a child is now her favorite. My husband's grandma? Lord have mercy. The sweetest woman in the world! Neither of us gets the other's living grandma. LOL But may both of them continue to live and live to and past 90!<br /><br />At least one permed woman in my running group wears one of those wrap things every run. Her hair is beautiful, too. IDK if she sweats in her head, though. I forgot to ask you never to mention the fact that you don't sweat in your head EVER AGAIN! If you saw me after a long run or any run where it's hot, you'd probably think I was dying or in need of meds. I don't glow or perspire. I SWEAT!! Like pouring off of my body sweat. Like I love pictures but I'm gonna have to ask you to wait until I cool down some before you take my post-race pic! <br /><br />I used to hate tomatoes. Loved tomato products (marinara, ketchup, salsa), hated tomatoes. I'm now convinced that's because tomatoes are so often HORRIBLE! I no longer eat fresh tomatoes out of season. Canned only if it's not summer! Just like chefs. Caprese... YUM! Excellent mindspacing! :)Jameilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02242625946552047911noreply@blogger.com