Mooooving to Richmond

Kenzie and I took off late Wednesday night for a trip to Richmond. I am sure that I had been there before when I was 12 or so and my dad took me to some obscure battlefield or something, but this trip had a lot more meaning for me. I was going to an all day interview with Bon Secours health system. I was pretty nervous for the interview because I wanted to get a job with that health system for better pay, better location, and pretty much better everything. So I went and bought a new suit with Kenzie over the weekend and was all ready for my big job interview.

The interview went very well. I spent about 4 or 5 hours interviewing with 6 people and at the end of the interviews sat down with the HR lady who said that they would like to offer me the job. The pay was almost double what I was offered at my current hospital in Harrisonburg so I was pretty shocked with the offer. I broke out in a huge smile and said I would need a day to talk it over with my wife. I sent her an email a couple of hours later and told her that I would love to move to Richmond and start work. I begin on January 6 and both Kenz and I could not be more excited.

I never though that I would be moving to Richmond, but Kenzie and I feel great about it. We are excited to start our life together and think we will be very happy in our new town. We now get to lounge around in Utah for a week and enjoy Kenzie’s moms cooking before we head back to school for a week, then take finals, graduate, go to Jolies wedding, take a trip to New York, move some stuff down to Richmond, spend Christmas with my family, fly to Utah after Christmas to hang out with Kenzies family, and then fly back and get to Richmond so I can start my job. Lots of stuff to do in a few short weeks but we are REALLY excited to be where we are.

PS… I passed my comprehensive exam and I am now ok to graduate. Go me.

Save a Horse, Ride a Duke-dog

We had a fantastic weekend! Cyle Adair, my roommate from college, flew into town for the weekend before he deploys to Iraq. Kristi got wind of this and bought a ticket as well. We started the weekend with the 2 hour drive to the airport to pick her up and got home Friday night at about 1:30. I woke up at 7 AM the next morning to take my comprehensive exam so that I can graduate. I was allotted 8 hours to take the test but I managed to knock it out in 4 hours. I felt pretty good about the test and hopefully I pass. If not, I will be sticking around JMU for another semester and I will try again. I think that I passed though so I won’t bother to flesh out the possibility of not graduating.
After my comps test, the fun got started. Tyler, Amy, and Cyle all came by on Saturday night and we hung out all weekend long. There was a lot of good food, a lot of fun, and a lot of laughs. We didn’t do a whole lot but sit around and enjoy each others company, but it was a really good time. The weekend seemed to fly by and I even skipped my first graduate class on Monday so I could hang out with Kristi and Cyle. It was worth it.


Soon enough we had to make the return trip to the airport and say our goodbyes. We had a great time entertaining our visitors. Since then, Kenz and I have been trying to catch up on real life. School is winding down, which means that papers are due and finals are creeping up. We did find time to go and buy our graduation robes and all of that nonsense. We are all set to graduate in exactly one month! I also got an official job offer from RMH if I want to stay here in Harrisonburg and I also got a really good job offer in Richmond that I am going down to interview for next week. I am really excited about both of the jobs so if both work out I will have some trouble choosing. Time will tell though. Wish me luck!

Virginia is Pretty

We took a hike with Tyler and Amy this weekend. After climbing a big old mountain we were rewarded with this sight. It was very pretty.

We had a really fun weekend hanging out with Ty and Amy, but we had a wierd occurance on Saturday night. Around 12:45 there was a loud banging on our door. We had seen cop cars all around our apartment complex when we went to bed so we were expecting something to happen. A few cops stood at the door when we answered it along with their trusty K-9 companion. They informed us that the industrial complex next door had been broken into and the suspect went fleeing into our apartment complex. They asked us if we had seen a green minivan with a carseat in it. We told them that we had not. They then proceeded to ask us, and I quote "Can you tell me where the hispanics live in this apartment complex?" As Kenzie and I had just woken up, we answered their questions without thinking about it and shut the door. Today I replayed the events in my head and thought about their question..... and realized that is pretty much a textbook definition of profiling....But I don't think that their question really counts as profiling because we are so deep in the south that people don't think it is wrong to ask questions like that. We have a pretty state, but oftimes I think it is full of some pretty ignorantly funny people.