Back from the dead and ready to party!

With Nancy!!!

I'm feeling much better. It's nice being able to work through this shit. Thank you to all my sweet, wonderful, loving friends who checked in on me to make sure I was okay. It got pretty rough there, but thank God for shrinks and modern medicine. And friends, too, of course.

Work is kicking my ass. A co-worker is going on medical leave for six weeks so guess who got chosen to cover her...yup. Me. That's what I get for doing my job too well. I think I need to learn how to slack more. God damn work ethic! I was told "You're the only one who can handle it". Gee, thanks. But, hey! I got a raise!!! Woo-hoo! And all the over-time I'm working will look nice on my check.

I have six specialties now. Ugh. Hematology/Oncology, Cardiology, Gastroenterology, Emergency Medicine, Orthopaedic Surgery, and Podiatry. Fuckin' A, man. Each specialty has at least 50 candidates and they all think they're the only doctor I deal with. Sheesh. Oh, haha, one of my candidates name is Yassr Arafat. I kid you not!!!

But, hey. These are luxury problems. I have my health, my family, my AWESOME friends, a boyfriend who is a work in progress but loves me and accepts that I'm a work in progress, too, a roof over my head, food on the table, a job I love, one of the most beautiful places in the world to call home, getting to look at the Golden Gate bridge on my way to work on BART every morning, a sweet little ole kitty (who I dorkingly just created a profile for when I was depressed because it made me laugh at myself - you should add her!), and what else? I could go on and on, really. That's why it's hard when I get depressed. I feel so ungrateful because I have nothing to be sad about. Just stupid chemicals yanking on my butt hairs.

So, my short-lived hiatus is over. I'll just not be on Tribe so much in the daytime because my workload has doubled. Eh, who am I kidding. I'm addicted. To all y'all.

Hiatus

I'll be taking a break for awhile. See you on the flipside.

Depressed as fuck.

I'm not sure what my problem is. But for some reason I'm wearing that heavy black cloak today. It sucks, because I haven't felt this way in quite some time. I really don't like it and wish it would go away.

Anybody have a joke or something to cheer me up?

I'm gonna try this for starters: www.cuteoverload.com

Fuck.

Come to Berkeley Iceland with me for a final skate! Sat, March 10th, 1-4pm

Howdy folks!

As threatened, I'm organizing a final skate at Berkeley Iceland which will be closing after 67 years in the Berkeley community. I hope you can join me, this will be fun! Even if you don't want to skate, come anyway! It'll be your last chance to visit this Berkeley institution before it closes for good. There'll be plenty of good company for those who opt out of the skating. But, I'll definitely be skating. Come see my imitation of Sonia Henie! Watch me fall on my ass! It'll be worth the price of admission alone! Bring the kids, bring your grandma! We're gonna have a blast!

Here are the details:

Saturday, March 10th, from 1pm-4pm

Berkeley Iceland
2727 Milvia Street
Berkeley, CA 94703
Ph (510) 647-1620

Public Session Admission Rates
Adults $7.00
Children (17 and under) $6.00
4 and under $4.00
Skate rental $3.00

I'm thinking afterwards we can reconvene at Spud's at Adeline and Alcatraz for pizza and beer. Both locations are easily accesible by Ashby BART.

I hope a lot of folks can make it! Lets' send them off in style!

Where's the "bitch" option?

kevan.org/johari

Do me! I'll do you. You'd like that, wouldn't you?

(Yeah, slow day at the office. What of it?)

Here he is!!!

I finally got some photos uploaded! Isn't he the cutest thing? :) Little Mr. Bennett Miller Durham, born Sunday, February 18th at 10:58am. 8lbs, 9oz, 22 inches long and 16 tons of cuteness! He and my boyfriend have the same birthday which I think is really neat!

Baby Bennett is here!

My nephew was born today at 10:48am (Eastern Time) after a mere four and a half hours of labor. He waited for me to get here then came in a hurry! :) Seriously. I got in at about 9:30 and stayed up until about 3am (jet lag!) laying in bed with my sister talking and laughing all night. It's so good to see her and in such good spirits. Bennett means 'little blessing' and I can't think of a more perfect name for him. The funny thing about the delivery was that once my sister was given her epideral, the doctors told us that they would check back in a half hour because she wasn't quite ready. She, her hubby and I all fell asleep in the delivery room (we were up at 6am) and were snoring like crazy when we were all woken up by the doctor who said while laughing heartily, "Wake up, folks, it's time to have this baby." It was so funny! We sprang into action and Bennett was delivered less than fifteen minutes later!

8 lbs, 9 oz, 22 inches long. He's a big'un! And as adorable as a baby can be. And HEALTHY HEALTHY HEALTHY!!! (Thank you, universe!) I helped deliver him, too, which was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I also helped my sister with learning how to breastfeed (not by direct example, thank you very much!). He latched on like lamprey eel, the little cutie! It was neat to be there for Tabitha in the way our mother should have if she were, well, a mother.

I've had three hours sleep since Saturday. I just came back from the hospital so I can sleep. But I'm so exhausted, I can't. Weird how that works. I'm bordering on delirium.

And I suck forty-thousand times because I grabbed the wrong cord for my digital camera and can't upload my photos. Grrr! But, my bro-in-law will probably upload his tomorrow or the next day. I'll be sure to post some when I get a chance. This baby boy is absolutely gorgeous. And I ain't biased, nope! ;) I told my son Bennett was almost as cute as he was, but not quite. My sister said, "Shut up, biatch!" hee hee!

So I'm here at my sis' house by myself. And right in front of me on this computer desk is a picture of my nephew Errol. When I first sat down and saw it, I lost it. I held his picture against my heart and cried and cried and cried. It's so unfair that he'll never get to be a big brother to Bennett. I miss him and love him so much and it hurts that the only time I'll ever get to see him is at his graveside. Once Bennett comes home, we are going to pack a picnic and visit Errol so we can introduce him to his brother.

So, that's the latest, friends. I promise to post pictures as soon as I can.

Also, as an aside, Wilson NC is in the news! Two men died of carbon monoxide poisoning after using a gas-powered tool (or something like that) in an enclosed space. 40 other workers were taken to the hospital as a precaution but are okay. You just never ever hear about po-dunk Wilson, NC! And here they are on CNN and what not. I had nothing to do with it, I swear!

P.S. I broke downs in tears as my airplane took off because I was so scared. Even after two valium. The flight attendant was so sweet. She was a kind and beautiful Aussie and reminded me of Sh_az. :) She totally talked me down and was so awesome and so sweet. There was an 18 year old punker in my row who was as afraid as I was so I gave him one of my valium. We eventually both relaxed and talked shit through the flight and had a good time. There was a stop-over in Nashville, and it was snowing. It was so neat! I love the South. I'm almost tempted not to come home.

On my way to North Carolina

In about three hours, I'll be hurdling through the sky in an air pressurized metal tube. Joy. Thank God for valium. To me flying = heart attack. Mommy.

But, I'm so excited to be there for the birth of my nephew. So far, no labor so hopefully I'll get there in time. After my sister losing Errol, there's no way I'm not going to be there for the birth of Bennett. That's the name they decided on. I really love it. I've always liked that name and know someone named Bennett who is really cool and loves his name too!

I'll try to post some updates if I can. I'll definitely post a photo when he gets here. :)

In the meantime, wish me luck with my crippling fear of flying!

I love you all and will talk to you when I get back. Also, I'm thinking ice skating at the Iceland in Berkeley on March 10th. Check your calendars!

xoxo,
Rebecca

And the "Go Fuck Yourself with Your Mother's Dick" award goes to...

EAT ME, Stacey Campfield!

news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070...ertificates

Death certificates on abortions proposed
By ERIK SCHELZIG, Associated Press Writer
Wed Feb 14, 1:41 PM ET


NASHVILLE, Tenn. - Legislation introduced in Tennessee would require death certificates for aborted fetuses, which likely would create public records identifying women who have abortions.

Rep. Stacey Campfield, a Republican, said his bill would provide a way to track how many abortions are performed. He predicted it would pass in the Republican-controlled Senate but would have a hard time making it through the Democratic House.

"All these people who say they are pro-life — at least we would see how many lives are being ended out there by abortions," said Campfield.

The number of abortions reported to the state Office of Vital Records is already publicly available. The office collects records — but not death certificates — on abortions and the deaths of fetuses after 22 weeks gestation or weighing about 1 pound.

The identities of the women who have abortions are not included in those records, but death certificates include identifying information such as Social Security numbers.

Campfield's bill, introduced Monday, would give abortion providers 10 days following an "induced termination of a pregnancy" to file a death certificate.

House Judiciary Chairman Rob Briley, a Democrat, called Campfield's proposal "the most preposterous bill I've seen" in an eight-year legislative career.

"It is totally inconsistent with everything the law contemplates as it relates to anything close to that subject," he said.

The anti-abortion group Tennessee Right to Life has not yet taken a position on the death certificate bill, said spokeswoman Myra Simons. But she said the organization applauds the sponsors' efforts to "draw attention to the way abortion is handled in Tennessee."

Keri Adams, vice president of Planned Parenthood in Tennessee, on Wednesday called the proposal an attempt to terrorize frightened and vulnerable women who are seeking abortion.

"We certainly hope the Tennessee Legislature doesn't invest too much energy in this bill," she said. "We think it's clearly a violation of privacy, and potentially illegal concerning HIPAA regulations."

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On the Net:

General Assembly: www.legislature.state.tn.us/

Happy Van Damme!

My boyfriend was groggy when we talked this morning and he wished me a "Happy Van Damme" instead of Happy Valentine's Day". Hahaha! Oh man, we couldn't stop laughing for a good five minutes. He has no idea where it came from. I asked if he watched a Van Damme movie last night and he said, "Hell No!" Okay, maybe it was a "had to be there moment" but it was fucking funny, alright?

So, Happy Van Damme to all of my friends; single, coupled and otherwise. I love you!