Moving on, and not really moving on

Ryan had his residency graduation last weekend.  I almost would have forgotten that it's a big deal. I guess just the fact that we're staying here, not moving anywhere for fellowship and not starting a real job like we actually could be at this point just kind of makes it easy to look over since everything is pretty much staying the same.  But it was a really fun evening, and fun to have Ryan and the other graduating residents be the guests of honor, complete with a little slide show of pictures from throughout their life. We even had a spot at the coveted center table this year.  (You can see the gift boxes from Tiffany's as well. Of course every girl hopes to see something other than like a personalized candy dish in there, but hey, it was still cool and still from Tiffany's. :)

So many good friends we've made here over the past few years. It hit me that while we will still be here, a lot of them will not, and that was sad. Our friends the Jacobs are taking a job we've coveted in Minot, North Dakota (believe it or not, and we're just not done like they are or we may have battled it out with them)! I'm sure they'll be missing us though by, say, next January.  :)

Our neighbor, Ryan's ride for the last three years, and "cool uncle" to our kids, Justin (left) is headed to Atlanta, but at least we're keeping his fiance hostage in Miami so he'll have to come back and see us now and then.

Ryan and his fellow graduating residents and their program director:

I always get the shaft though having Father's day be the day after his resident's day so that when we're tired from being out late I have to let Ryan be the one to get the naps.  Speaking of which, happy Father's day.  There were actually a couple funny "telling" moments about my hubby this past week.  On Father's day I whispered to Cash to go tell dad he was the best.  Cash looked at me and said, "He's the best?" And I said "Yeah!" and he said, "Oh, but he never listens to you!"  I had a good laugh that even my 5 year-old can pick up on the tune-out-your-wife technique.

Then we were watching a little of the Bachlorette on tv and Ryan was just staring into the tv somewhat deep in thought and said, "Man, being the bachelor would be like the worst thing ever.  Just having to talk about your feelings with like 20 different women...all day long."  I laughed so hard. Forget 20 gorgeous women vying for your affection and doting all over you, having to talk about feelings is seriously my husband's worst nightmare.

Then we were getting ready for bed in the bathroom the other night and I was trying to discuss some issues and make plans.  When he walked off to go to bed I was like, "What the heck? Why can't you talk to me about this?"  He said, "What do you mean, we've been talking the whole time we were in here!"  To which I said, "Wait, you mean the 'conversation' that went like this?": 
Me:  "Blah blah blah, blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah blah blah....??
You:  Shrug.
Me: "Blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah, blah blah blah,blah....
You:  "Mmmmm."
Me:  "Blah blah blah, blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah blah blah, blah blah????
You: "Dunno."
"Is that the 'conversation' you were saying just happened??"

Ah, gotta love my "typical" guy.  But he's a darn good doctor and a great father, so I guess that makes up for a lot. :)

Anyway, back to the career, it's kind of weird being at that point where I thought we would be done, the time I had originally set my sights for being on a plane out of Miami.  But we're not. So I have to remind myself that graduation from residency is awesome and is progress even though nothing is really changing from my perspective. I'm sure Ryan will enjoy doing more retina surgery and stuff though. But it is another hoop jumped through and three years closer to a real job!  Now onto the two year fellowship.