My mother tells the story of me as a little girl, with the biggest of ambitions. When asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, I always answered "a doctor." I'd also add "and a ballerina." Or "and a decorator." Or "and a designer." Oh, and "an astronaut."

I am a doctor, now. But I still wish I was a ballerina. I make up for it by serving on the board of the Pacific Northwest Ballet and admiring the talent of the professionals. I am working on decorating my home, as my children work on undecorating it. I also express myself through my wardrobe. Still working on getting to space, though.

I'm too busy by half for a blog, but who isn't? And it's a pleasant diversion from charting. Hope it can be a pleasant diversion for someone out there, too.

Warmly, S