** Second, according to our survey we only have four blog readers! :( :(
For as long as I can remember, my dad commonly ended a phone call by saying "write if you get work!" Any of you who know my dad know that he has a small but hilarious bank of phrases that he characteristically uses, so a phrase such as the one above is not uncommon. Others that I love are "Jimmy crack corn" and "chestnuts roasting on an open fire." You might be thinking to yourself that these aren't unusual phrases. However, you need to realize that these are said randomly during conversation or while puttering around the room - in no way connected to their intended usage. I love my dad.
Anyway, last week I was offered a post doctorate position in Jim Collins' lab, a professor in Biomedical Engineering at Boston University (visit his website by clicking here). I had interviewed right before the wedding. For those of you who don't know, a post doc is a research position that typically follows one's graduate work and allows that person to deepen their expertise in a particular subject. It does not work towards a degree, and it pays a little bit better than graduate research positions. I will begin working in the Collins lab on November 4th - just over a week away! As a post doc in this lab I will be using network modeling to help improve the understanding of how antibiotics kill bacteria and find ways to "boost" the antibiotic's killing efficacy. To celebrate my future employment, David and I had dinner together at our favorite Indian restaurant in Davis Square - Diva.There have been many loose ends for me to tie up at home to prepare for having a job outside of the house. For one, we had to find a dog walker. Ash and Pepper have grown very accustomed to having me around all day to keep them company, so spending five days a week alone in the house will be a big adjustment for them. I managed to compile a list of 14 potential dog walkers - ridiculous I know - and I emailed over half of them. Many didn't have availability for clients needing regular walks, but we ended up with a list of four reasonable options. We interviewed two of these options, and our final choice was made by Ash. Ash isn't always comfortable around new people, and for one of the walkers we interviewed he barked at her when she arrived, after she arrived, and when she left (he also didn't really want to sniff her hand). The second walker we interviewed, however, Ash warmed up to after just a couple of barks. He let the guy sit with him and scratch his head and when the guy left Ash approached him with a slow tail wag, put his paws on the guys legs and sniffed his butt. Winner!
I will continue to tie up lose ends (e.g., changing my name, taking the dogs to their annual vet appointments, getting them groomed, organizing all of the left over wedding stuff, etc.) over the course of the next week. Then I can sing "hi ho, hi ho, its off to work I go!" as my Dad would say :) I will of course check back in after I've settled into the new job and let you know how it is going!



