onomatopoopa

Why do people tell me things I really don't want to know about? This particularly happens with coworkers and people in our branch. I have learned about:

women going through menopause
periods
breastfeeding habits (are you noticing a trend here?)
Note: this happened after I posted this, but someone just spoke to me about their son's pubic hair development. What is WRONG WITH PEOPLE???

But it doesn't stop there, I've also learned about coworkers who are going to get fired and why certain people hate other people. Is it the nature of my job? I do not gossip with people as I've learned from experience that it is NOT good for anyone. But how on earth do I get people to stop telling me things? Advice would be appreciated--for my own sanity.

What happened to the dignity of privacy?

For some time now I have been convinced that nothing good ever happens on Tuesdays, and in fact, everything bad always happens on that fateful day. The universe has just proven me wrong. 

 Congratulations Bart!!

Has anyone ever noticed how many ups and downs life brings? Even though some of these are minor, I didn't know how fast the ups and downs could occur! For example:

Last night:
Down: Found out mom has to have eye surgery. I don't think surgery could get more disgusting than that, although I'm probably wrong since they just use a laser.
Up: Found out that she has to wear an eye patch. That's pretty hilarious.
Down: Relief Society activity planning is stressful and tiring, especially when your husband is your only active committee member.
Up: The missionaries were at the building last night and helped us set up all the tables and chairs for the activity.

This morning:
Down: It was raining and windy today. I hate them both.
Up: I have cute rain boots and a raincoat.
Down: Rude patients on the elevator meanly told me I shouldn't care what I look like (says the woman in a mumu and slippers [slippers!] and a bald homeless-looking man).
Up: Bart was able to schedule his thesis committee meeting with relative ease and careful follow-up. HOORAY!

All in all, I think the ups outweigh the downs. Perhaps a better way to phrase it would be the blessings outweigh the challenges.

Everybody remembered my birthday. I got a phone call, text, package, or card from everyone in both families. It made me feel really good. Thank you, everyone!!

To Bart:
I memorized this poem in my first college English course. I recited it so well I actually got an A and decided that I should major in English (nothing like making major life decisions on a whim, right?). I thought the words spoke so beautifully of how a marriage should be. Little did I know that it was actually possible and that just a few years later I would have that very thing. I wish I could say it better (or even not in a poem since you are a scientist and not a poet) how much I love you, but this will have to do. Here's to three wonderful years! (starting tomorrow)


Most Like an Arch This Marriage

by John Ciardi