Beer!

We had a "case race" last night. Sometimes I wonder what parts of my life I'll leave out when I talk to my children.

Yes kids, in her first year of medical school, your mommy participated in a mindless drinking game that inevitably leads to bloating, stupor, and, of course, drunkeness.

But man it was fun!

It's fun to do stupid things and act like a stupid kid again. I wonder when I'll stop (or if I'll stop).

We got second place, because one of our teammates failed to mention that he has severe GI problems until 3 beers into the race. Sigh. What can ya do?