...in no particular order
*traveling the state of Florida (from Boca Raton to Ft. Lauderdale, to Miami, Stuart, Tampa, St Petersburg, and Palm Harbor)
*spent a lovely vacation in south padre island; fishing, sun bathing, swimming, hanging with loved ones, enjoying too much food, drinking beer
*getting a speeding ticket
*eating lots of sushi and seafood
*making to do lists
*debating my future
*stressing out about the little things
*blocking people from facebook (never knew this option exsisted and I absolutely love it!)
*making plans for key west
*trying to plan for a good weekend for company to come visit
*wondering if I can make a trip to Cancun with Bill Creager and company for Roger's Birthday
*juggling every piece of technology available- 2 cell phones, ipad, laptop, internet card, mouse
*trying to relax and not take life to seriously
*looking forward to going home
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
The Agnese 508 Girls
It's been 8 years since we've lived with each other in the dorms of Incarnate Word- Agnese 508. It's been 4 years since we've seen each other.
Megan, Meredith, Amy, and Jordan.
Megan, Meredith, Amy, and Jordan.
I think it's about time we got together for dinner, don't you? Us too, but it's just not that easy anymore. You see, a while back, Megan was cleaning out her closet- literally- and found a jenga game that we used to play. The block that she found was a "homemade" block and read, "the person with the most unique underwear on doesn't have to drink." That block started the planning process of us getting together- on April 18th. You'd think that three 27 year olds, and one 26 year old wouldn't have that much going on, but today was the only day we could get together. What a blessing they are to me.
Amy- you haven't changed one bit...well, except your hair is shorter. When I think of you, I think of several things: sign language, falling asleep with the tv on, chuck taylors, super curly hair, very sweet and considerate. It's amazing that after 8 years you are just as caring as you were when we were in college. It doesn't surprise me that you are a nurse to the elderly. You've got a heart the size of Texas and a lot of love to give. Your smile makes me smile.
Meredith- as beautiful today as you've always been. The same caring, loving person that I invited over for Thanksgiving when your family went on vacation many years ago. It does not surprise me that you've become a wonderful mama to a beautiful little girl (about to be 2). You are passionate about being a wife to Chris and teach us how to be the same to the ones we love. You will be a wonderful teacher to your girls, and they will be as beautiful as you are- inside and out. Those long eye lashes and colored eyes- your girls will be heart breakers. We just need to keep them out of the trouble we got into while we were in college. There are many stories that we could tell that would make us blush, but we'll leave those to memories. I am confident your children will be as smart as you, especially with you as their teacher. It is such a blessing to call you a friend and I look forward to the day that our children will refer to each other as friends as well.
Megan- my best friend! Why we are friends only God knows. We've lived 7 miles apart our entire lives, but it took an elevator ride at UIW for us to meet. I think you'd agree that we couldn't be more different from one another, but for some reason that works for us. We've been through so much together and there isn't much time that goes by that we don't talk. I lean on you for things, you lean on me. You're always good for a laugh and every time I see your name on my phone, I'm sure you're calling to tell me about something crazy that's happened to you. You're my pussycat. How many people can call their best friend "pussycat?" I think that nickname came from some random bar we hung out at one night. It's always good to see your bedazzled, blinging self. I love you like a sister- always have, and always will. We'll be the ones living together when we're old, still kicking a bouncy ball at each other in our room and laughing until we pee our pants, or burn ear wax candles. You've grown so much in the last handful of years and I'm proud of the person you were, are, and have become.
Girls, God was smiling on us today as we smiled together. Until we can do it again, I'll be missing you!
Monday, June 6, 2011
Day 1: Back On the Road
3 am: alarm goes off; wander to the bathroom to fix my hair and face
3:40ish: dress myself, grab luggage, briefcase, jacket, make sure the cat and dog have enough food and water to last 5 days
4:20: go through the routine of going through TSA where everyone is on a power trip, thinks you're a suspect and herds you around like cattle at an auction
4:27am: first email goes out to the girls on my team about scheduling future meetings
5:15: flight 278, via Continental/United, boards for Houston (flight actually leaves at 5:50, but if you're late, you're screwed!)
6:30: deboard flight in Terminal C and boogie over to Terminal E and immediately board flight 1868, next stop, Ft Lauderdale. While in the air, try to sleep but can't because the couple next to me insists on munching on chips...because chips make the most sense for breakfast?!??
10:40: land in Ft Lauderdale, emails go out at 10:47, 10:53, 10:54, 10:58, 11:23, 11:42, and 11:43; phone calls go out at 11:07, 11:10, 11:12, 11:13, 11:35 and 11:45. All of that takes place off of my BlackBerry while walking to baggage claim, getting the rental car, trying to hurry up the poor rental car man making nice talk with me, and driving to my first appointment of the day.
12:30: first appointment of the day; goes well. he's a Heat fan and dislikes the Spurs. concentrating on bringing his book of business from Orlando back to Miami.
1:50ish: feel like I'm starving to death; stop at a sushi place and chow down on sashimi
2pm: meeting number 2; very nice guy, does a lot of business with us, very funny and serious at the same time
4pm: last appointment of the day; it's like pulling teeth but we find some common ground. all is well.
5pm: on my way to the hotel which is 40 miles away. check in and make nice talk with John, the front desk guy. There is a man, who is also waiting to check in, looking at me...scratch that, staring at me. He's one of the types that doesn't look away when I look at him, so I politely say, "hi." even though I'm thinking, "what the hell are you staring at?!? you're supposed to look away when I catch you, dummy!"
5:30ish: John calls from the front desk to make sure my room is to my liking. I love being a platinum member at Marriott!
5:40ish: there's a knock at the door and fruit, cheese, and wine are delivered to my door with a note from John welcoming me again (that's a little much).
6pm: dinner in the hospitality room consists of fruit, water, and small triangles of cheese.
I've just showered and am now laying in my bed....exhausted! For the first day back on the road, it was a successful one!
3:40ish: dress myself, grab luggage, briefcase, jacket, make sure the cat and dog have enough food and water to last 5 days
4:20: go through the routine of going through TSA where everyone is on a power trip, thinks you're a suspect and herds you around like cattle at an auction
4:27am: first email goes out to the girls on my team about scheduling future meetings
5:15: flight 278, via Continental/United, boards for Houston (flight actually leaves at 5:50, but if you're late, you're screwed!)
6:30: deboard flight in Terminal C and boogie over to Terminal E and immediately board flight 1868, next stop, Ft Lauderdale. While in the air, try to sleep but can't because the couple next to me insists on munching on chips...because chips make the most sense for breakfast?!??
10:40: land in Ft Lauderdale, emails go out at 10:47, 10:53, 10:54, 10:58, 11:23, 11:42, and 11:43; phone calls go out at 11:07, 11:10, 11:12, 11:13, 11:35 and 11:45. All of that takes place off of my BlackBerry while walking to baggage claim, getting the rental car, trying to hurry up the poor rental car man making nice talk with me, and driving to my first appointment of the day.
12:30: first appointment of the day; goes well. he's a Heat fan and dislikes the Spurs. concentrating on bringing his book of business from Orlando back to Miami.
1:50ish: feel like I'm starving to death; stop at a sushi place and chow down on sashimi
2pm: meeting number 2; very nice guy, does a lot of business with us, very funny and serious at the same time
4pm: last appointment of the day; it's like pulling teeth but we find some common ground. all is well.
5pm: on my way to the hotel which is 40 miles away. check in and make nice talk with John, the front desk guy. There is a man, who is also waiting to check in, looking at me...scratch that, staring at me. He's one of the types that doesn't look away when I look at him, so I politely say, "hi." even though I'm thinking, "what the hell are you staring at?!? you're supposed to look away when I catch you, dummy!"
5:30ish: John calls from the front desk to make sure my room is to my liking. I love being a platinum member at Marriott!
5:40ish: there's a knock at the door and fruit, cheese, and wine are delivered to my door with a note from John welcoming me again (that's a little much).
6pm: dinner in the hospitality room consists of fruit, water, and small triangles of cheese.
I've just showered and am now laying in my bed....exhausted! For the first day back on the road, it was a successful one!
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