Taylor Get's Kissed Monday, December 20, 2004

Puppy Kiss

They called it puppy love. Fifi only weights 2 lbs but look at the shock on Taylor's face as she gets kissed by the puppy!

Tasty Clothes of Taylor

The puppy needs a bit of training to not chew on everything it finds such as Taylor's sweater, her toes, etc.

UNKNOWN posted this article on 12/20/2004

SHE SAID "YES" Saturday, December 18, 2004

Jer Proposes to Karenin

Jeremy proposed to Ker last night by inviting her by "stopping" off at the house last night. He had made a video that he switched on and it told Ker to come close to the screen. She was invited on the "movie" to turn around and there he was on one knee proposing. She said "yes."

The Engagement Ring

Jer wanted to give a carat ring to Ker. This ring is .97, so he says "around a carat."

Jeremy and Karenin - December 17, 2004

The happy couple rushes off to tell the good news to Ker's family after setting the date for April 22nd 2005.

Diane Robison posted this article on 12/18/2004

The Big Apple Saturday, December 11, 2004

On Wednesday night I put on my suit, packed some benadryl, and caught a red eye flight to JFK. I was hoping for a few hours of sleep on the plane so I could be well rested for my greuling interview day at Columbia University in Manhattan. The 3 hour and 40 minute flight was completely full and there were rows of noisy toddlers all around me, so my plans of sleeping the whole time were ruined.

After going in cicles on thewrong subway line, I finally found one heading in the right direction. The subway was even more crowded than the plane, but I was in luck -- there was one empty seat left. Without any regard for the handicapped old ladies that might need a seat, I hurried and grabbed it for myself in hopes of a power nap. I closed my eyes but was immediately awakened but the loudest snoring I had ever heard coming from the obese man seated next to me. So much for sleep. I would have to revert to plan B - exedrine migraine (with 55mg of caffeine) to get me through my interviews.

My flight landed at 6:30am EST, and my interview as at 9am. I thought there would be time to spare, but because of my scenic detour on the subway, and the 1 million stops between JFK and upper manhattan, I arrived right at 9. The New York State Psychiatric Institute was surprising nice for a state mental health facility. It was designed by a world renowed architect, and sat right on the Hudson river with breathtaking views of the city.

I checked in for my interview day, and met the other applicants. They were all well-dressed, single, type-A medical students from Harvard, Yale, or Columbia and had never set foot in Utah. I was beginning to realize that columbia was a competitve top-tier residency program.

My excedrin migraine did the trick. I was able to stay awake through my 3 hours of interviews with various faculty psychotherapists. Although my senses were not quite as sharp as I struggled with their pointed interview questions. The afternoon consisted of a tour of columbia's hospital (they have a special ward for celebrities where they bring in a piano player and pamper the patients), followed by a tea time Q&A period with the residents. I had just enough time afterwards to walk down Broadway and grab a bagel and slice of pizza, before getting on the subway to catch my 9:30pm flight back home.

Reid Justin Robison posted this article on 12/11/2004