White Coat Ceremony

This weekend was Dan's white coat ceremony. He received his white coat that he will be using for the rest of medical school in his clinical rotations and hospital rounds. My parents came in town too, and it was so much fun to see them.

My parents.

Dan receiving his white coat, I got a little teary eyed. It has taken a lot of work for both of us to get him to this point. Congrats honey!

Dr. Dan in his white coat. I'd say he looks pretty dang hot in his new coat.

After, we all celebrated at The Mansion on Turtle Creek, a very beautiful and elegant restaurant.

My mom enjoying her dessert.

Now a word from our sponsers: Dan here. Normally I don't have much to say on this blog but Lindsey is conviced someone actually gives a hoot about what I am doing and what I have to say about it. So I figured I would contribute (You know, for the posterity). Medical school has been a little rough at times but I have really enjoyed all the interesting things that they are cramming down our throats. I haven't killed anyone yet, but I have made a mess of some already dead people. Human dissection is pretty solid though, we cut out the heart the other day, split a dudes head in half to pull out a bloody brain, and have given plenty of free liposuction. American's have a boot-load of fat on them, so start eating better people so you can help out a struggling future physician locate your axillary nerve someday. Not really looking forward to the reproductive lab dissection or the GI lab (which involves cleaning out those lovely intestines and finding out what our freinds had for their last meal. Yummy). The rest of my classes have been decent, but everyday I am freaking out that our kids are going to be born with 3 ears or half a brain or something (which I think already runs in the Walker side of the family). Still, it is a great honor to be here and I have gained a huge respect for what doctors go through to get where they are today. Texas is the bomb though. If there are three things Texans do right it's Steaks, Mexican, and BBQ. Please folk, don't mess with Texas. There is sound logic behind that statement. I did mess with Texas one time and ended up with a broken jaw, an empty wallet, and an unforgiving rash for 2 weeks. Anyone is welcome to visit though, we miss all our old friends a ton. Ok, guess I'm done blogging for the year. Later ya'll. Did I just say "ya'll?" PS. Thanks to the Boren's for making this shin-digg a slammin party. PSS. Best new music out there: Bon Iver. They don't fool around.