I made dinner for a very small group of friends last night.  This is a novelty for several reasons...1)  I normally hate to cook but I can't stress what a life changing experience going to Peru was.  Now, I enjoy cooking spicy peruvian foods.  Stranger yet, I will even eat leftovers now which is more bizarre than the fact that I have been cooking. 2)  the boy and I don't regularly have people over.  I can probably count on two hands the number of times we have had people other than ourselves or the people we rent from in our house.  We are not recluses or anything like that we just live in a relatively small two bedroom flat with two cats and a medium sized dog.  This does not make for a super conducive environment for get togethers.  "Sorry, my cat just licked your ice cream.  Is that a problem?" or "Oops, the dog just stole your purse and chewed on it for a few hours.  You didn't really like that purse, did ya?"  3)  Have I metioned that I hate to cook and I hate spicy food.  SO why all of the sudden do I eat and cook spicy food?????  Peru, the best therapy ever.
 
A recent work development........
 
The ivy leagurer has just recently offered me a Ph.D program on a silver platter....a fully funded Ph.D with unlimited potential and tons of connections.
 
Do I take it?
 
Could I work under him for the next four to five years?
 
Am I really interested in toxicology or epidemiology?
 
UUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH, school stress.....can I handle it again?
 
Do I care that three year olds are working in brick factories in South America and decreasing their life expectancy each day due to the fact that they breath in the emissions from burning recycled automobile oil and tires?   Yep!  That's the problem.  I do care and that's why I would do a Ph.D.
 
HELP!!!