sometimes. other times the exact opposite. but at all times, unabashedly mine.
Friday, March 30, 2007
Mama's got a brand new rack, part deux
Below is a photograph of the sweet rolls that Mr. Poopie mentioned in his post about our brief visit during my stay in the DC area earlier this week. I thought you might want to see them. The sweet rolls. Of course.
I am the product of Cuban parents who, aside from smothering me with love, went to great lengths to embarrass me during my impressionable years. This fostered my authorship of several absurdly wistful adolescent girly journals and the eventual need to seek affirmation through education. So I did. I went to med school. And this obnoxious blog (aside from a residency position in general surgery) is what I have to show for it all. Caution: I’m often gross. I frequently fragment sentences. And I always respond well to flattery. So bring it on. (See, I told you I fragment sentences a lot.)