How we do it in the OC, bitch

We have escaped for a parents' evening out in Chapel Hill & Carrboro, otherwise known as Orange County. This is an infinitely hipper area than North Raleigh (where the best landmark to describe our neighborhood is "behind the Kohl's") - Chapel Hill is, obviously, the cool college town, and adjoining Carrboro is liberal, hippie, organic heaven. We are hanging in the Open Eye Cafe, a coffee house that has won national barista awards! Who knew? This is after a fantastic meal at Crook's Corner - I'm sure you'll read more in Steve's blog. (PS lately we insult each other by saying, "Oh, go write about it in your blog!")

Nina has started asking questions. Last night I was out with friends (I have friends! In Raleigh!) and she woke up crying. Steve went in to comfort her and she said, "Hi, Daddy." Pause. "Where Mama?" She also likes to name everyone who is present in the room. "Daddy here. Nina here. Mama here."

In other news, my North Carolina medical license came through this week - much, much sooner than expected. If any MD's are reading (perhaps you googled "North Carolina medical license" and ended up in this zany pocket of the internets*), definitely do FCVS - made things significantly quicker. Anyway, now I have no excuse but to work. I happened to get a call this week from a locum tenens agency (think physician temp placements), and they have work at a nearby state hospital, so maybe I will try that out. Would be very flexible, since it's basically temp work - a week or two at a time, or possibly one or two days a week in an ongoing way. I think the latter would be better in terms of logistics and routine - probably easier for Nina. So we'll see how it goes, & I'll put out some other feelers. It is nice to have the option.



* A series of tubes.