el jefe

let's take a trip back in time

to when Waylon was a baby

and i was a hippie.

yesterday, that lil pup turned one.

and if you follow me on Instagram, you know that he's huge now

but i can still pick him up. because he's skinny.

and oh yeah.

they named me Chief Resident.

so that's my big news!

if you're having a hard time understanding the significance of being named Chief,

allow me to direct your attention to Grey's Anatomy.

Bailey was named Chief. well, first they gave it to Callie, but she sucked at it.

so then they made Bailey the Chief. 

even my mom uses Grey's Anatomy references to understand my life.

when i told her, she was all "you're Bailey!"

my program has 6 Chief Residents.

2 Chiefs reign over 4-month periods of time.

i'm third Chief. so i'll take over next year in February.

which is perfect, i think. i get to enjoy my 3rd year,

then take on a big leadership role just as i'm gearing up to graduate.

being Chief Resident is kind of a big deal in the medical community.

it's the kind of thing people put on their resumes for the rest of their careers.

a very well-respected position.

i'm incredibly honored to be thought so highly of. to say the least.

that was probably way too much information.

but now you know.

thank you for all of your congrats on Insta yesterday!

you guys sure make making announcements fun.

speaking of announcements, RIP Google Reader, amiright?

i've jumped on the BlogLovin' bandwagon and would love for you to jump too.
(there's an icon right over there----->)

i usually read blogs on the Flipboard app for my iPad

and i'm loving seeing the actual blog pages on BlogLovin'

this is not a bad move. not a bad move at all, i feel.

in fact, it's inspired me to do a little spring cleaning.

so expect a fresh new look around here in the (hopefully) near future.