tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87916220291162367842024-02-20T20:03:58.970-05:00do not be wise in your own eyesMichellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-32504824681187445872011-01-08T21:13:00.000-05:002011-01-08T21:13:47.515-05:00Top Ten of Twenty TenDear Friends,<br />
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Twenty Ten has been a year full of learning- not the type of learning that takes place in a classroom, but the type that requires deep thought and reflection. In between my figuring-out-life sessions, I've had the opportunity to travel the state, country, and world. Here's a few of my favorite trips (in chronological order).<br />
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1. Visit to DC (April): After 4 months of being back in North Carolina, I was ready to return to the District to visit fabulous friends and familiar places. This photo was taken at Old Glory, a southern restaurant in Georgetown. It's one of the FEW places in DC that serves sweet tea, so it was always a favorite for us Carolina girls. :)<br />
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2. Trip to West Virginia (June): The last time I was in West Virginia was when our family was taking an RV trip. I can't remember if it was the trip to Niagara Falls or the Grand Canyon, but I do remember we spent 12 hours at a gas station for repairs after the RV was rolling backwards down the hills of WV. Luckily the trip this year didn't involve such chaos. I went to visit a good friend who is studying for a PhD in Clinical Psychology. This picture was taken at Coopers Rocks State Park on a gorgeous afternoon.<br />
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3. Oak Island, NC (July): I spent a week at the beach with my mom, grandmother, and brother. We were able to catch up with my one of my mom's best friends from childhood and her parents who were good friends of my grandparents. I also got to spend some time with Kristen, a fellow Carolina alum who is studying in Chicago. Annnnd I spent many hours trying to piece together this puzzle.<br />
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4. Newport, RI (August): From January to August of this year, I cared for a beautiful two year old girl who was recently adopted from Russia. In August, I accompanied the family on a trip to Rhode Island. We spent our days frolicking in the wake, baking cookies, kicking the ball, and learning to swim in the pool. This shot captures her exuberant spirit and childlike wonder.<br />
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5. Pumpkin Patch in Durham, NC (October): One of my good friends from college works at NCSSM in Durham. When I learned he was taking a group of students to a pumpkin patch, I was so excited to find out I could tag along. It was the first time I picked a pumpkin off the vine. It was an afternoon of good talks and lots of laughs.<br />
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7. Honduras!!! (October - November): This wins best trip of the year award! I spent two weeks in Honduras with one of my best friends from college, Blair. She's been in Honduras since September of 2009 and was a great hostess throughout my visit. I ziplined through the rainforest canopy, spent many hours on buses, bought lots of bags of water, met other Peace Corps volunteers, ate too many baleadas (tortilla with beans, eggs, cheese) to count, and spent time catching up with a dear friend. Miss you Blair!<br />
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8. Thanksgiving at Mt. Mitchell (November): My mom's oldest sister hosted Thanksgiving dinner at her house this year. All of my mom's siblings, their spouses, and children were able to attend (that's 1 grandmother, her 5 children, 4 spouses, 13 grandchildren, 2 grandchildren-in-law, and 5 great grandchildren). It's not often that we're all in the same place at the same time, so I insisted on documenting the momentous occassion!<br />
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9. Snow in Chapel Hill (December): In the middle of December, Blair returned home for the holidays and we made a trip up to Chapel Hill for a good friend's wedding. While there, we met up with Rachel for an Old Well photo shoot. I never got snowy pictures at the Old Well while I was a student, so this was my chance! I do miss that place and all the people I met there.<br />
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10. Rockingham Reunion (December): I met up with these lovely ladies for a quick lunch in Rockingham. They were roommates our senior year and now are all living in big cities of Durban (South Africa!), Chicago, and Atlanta. During our lunch, we schemed a plan for us all to reside in DC after we complete our higher education goals. Can't wait to be living near them again. ;)<br />
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Twenty-ten was not what I expected, but I think it has prepared me for 2011. Here's to a new year and new adventures!Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-2242329527227692042010-02-12T20:57:00.002-05:002010-02-12T20:57:34.335-05:00We Are the World<img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNjYwMjYwODQ1NDkmcHQ9MTI2NjAyNjE2OTEwOSZwPTEyMDc*MSZkPVBnQWxnaDRkSWxGelBRUFomZz*yJm89ZThk/Mjg5YWY*MDlhNDhiOGI5MjJlNTIxM2MzYWQzZWYmb2Y9MA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /><object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/get/flashplayer/current/swflash.cab" height="370" id="playerLoader" width="350"><param name="movie" value="http://farm.sproutbuilder.com/load/PgAlgh4dIlFzPQPZ.swf" /><param name="quality" value="best" /><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent" /><embed src="http://farm.sproutbuilder.com/load/PgAlgh4dIlFzPQPZ.swf" width="350" height="370" name="playerLoader" align="middle" wmode="transparent" play="true" loop="false" quality="best" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></object>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-48863053696472453192009-12-22T10:54:00.000-05:002009-12-22T10:54:15.774-05:00Home, At LastScott and I arrived home to Charlotte at 8:00pm on Saturday (almost 36 hours after we left DC on Friday morning). We unloaded my bed and left the rest for the morning. I turned in the truck Sunday afternoon... so glad to be done with that 3 day chapter of my life.<br />
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I have yet to begin the process of unpacking. Maybe I'll just leave everything in boxes- it'll make moving easier next time, right??? Things still feel a bit surreal now- probably partially because it's the holidays so I feel like I'm visiting home like I would be anyways and probably partially because of the extreme exhaustion I cannot seem to escape. All I want for Christmas is to sleep all day. :) Which might happen since it's supposed to rain and that is the best weather for sleeping in my opinion.<br />
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OK enough rambling for today. I should have something more constructive to provide the blogging world in the near future.<br />
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Much love during this Joyous Season!Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-80563018353304695952009-12-19T07:05:00.000-05:002009-12-19T07:05:12.436-05:00Day 2: It's Still Snowing.<div style="text-align: center;">Alot.</div><div><br />
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</div><div>Things I'm thankful for right now:</div><div>Hot shower</div><div>Dry place to sleep</div><div>Wireless at the hotel</div><div><br />
</div><div>Things I wish I had:</div><div>Hairbrush</div><div>Snack</div><div>Lysine (I'm getting a cold sore, probably from the stress)</div><div><br />
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</div>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-10135006872828785022009-12-13T19:37:00.000-05:002009-12-13T19:37:59.351-05:00Happy-SadMy last day at American University will be this Thursday. I've had quite a bit of time to process this decision as I submitted my resignation in October. I can confidently say that I am ready for a change, but I also know that I will deeply miss the students I have worked with over the past year and a half. I have been stretched personally and professionally in so many ways. I'm already seeing how my experiences in DC have prepared me for the future. In looking at grad schools, I've also been researching assistantships. Many of the non-research assistantships involve supervising students. It's encouraging to see that my newfound supervision skills could help with financing grad school.<br />
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Last weekend was the best weekend ever of "The Best Christmas Pageant Ever". I am sooo proud of the 15 kids (now professional actors) who truly <i>became</i> their characters for each show. I am thankful to have been part of an amazing cast & crew. My excitement about the show bubbled over into every aspect of life- I think it's all I talked about for a solid two weeks. :) Here's a pic of the group I spent the past month and a half with...<br />
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I think I may look into some children's theater volunteer opportunities when I get home. I'll be nannying approximately 30 hours/week and plan to spend some time working on grad school applications and volunteering in the city. More than anything, I hope I'm able to gain some focus on what it is I really want to do. I can't really come up with a plan when I don't know what the end goal is. Stay tuned for any insight on what that goal may be.<br />
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My brother flies in on Thursday night. We'll pack up and drive home on Friday. Watch out North Carolina, here we come!Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-5109210168957874782009-11-14T20:08:00.001-05:002009-11-14T22:26:34.659-05:00haha<span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"></span><br />
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I will not miss the Metro conductor telling me "this train is being off-loaded, you must get off the train."<br />
I will miss walking 1 block to 7-11 to get something I forgot at the grocery store.<br />
I will not miss driving around for 30 minutes looking for a parking spot only to end up in the same illegal spot I was in before.<br />
I will miss walking to Eastern Market on the weekend for a BBQ sandwich and sweet tea.<br />
I will not miss the peeling and mismatched paint in my apartment building.<br />
I will miss stumbling upon a festival on the National Mall.<br />
I will not miss the extra loud sirens.<br />
I will miss the UNC friends who have moved to DC.<br />
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to be continued...Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-22341812322865984082009-11-03T21:11:00.000-05:002009-11-03T21:11:49.936-05:00Twilight MadnessWell friends, I am officially a Twilight fan. I'd been avoiding/fighting the frenzy for the past year, but finally gave in when a friend from home told me "it's just a love story, not alot of vampire stuff". I read the first book last week and finished the second book tonight. The books are emotionally intense and it's so easy to get wrapped up in the characters. They are definitely page turners. I also rented the movie this weekend... I can't decide if it's better to read a book first or go to the movie first. Watching the movie right after reading the book made me feel like the character relationships progressed much much too quickly (they already progress quickly in the book). I feel like if I'd seen the movie first, I would have been much more into it. But... if I'd seen the movie first, I would have known the ending. Either way, both were enjoyable.<br />
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Onto the life update... I'll be moving back to North Carolina on December 18th. My last day at American University is December 16th. I don't have a solid plan of what I'll be doing when I return to the great state, but I feel like I have a couple of options. My hope is that, in whatever I do, I will gain some clarity on what my next life step is.<br />
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My church is putting on a production of "The Best Christmas Pageant Ever" the first weekend of December. I'm far from being an actress, but I volunteered to assist with the rehearsals and the weekend of production. I've spent the past few Sunday afternoons playing charades, reading lines, and corralling kids onstage. It's been something to look forward to each week. I already have a few favorite scenes in the play- some of the kids are naturals on stage! There's one scene where the director of the pageant in the play (there is a play within the play) is telling the Christmas story and says "...and Mary, great with child" and then one of the kids says "Pregnant! She was pregnant!" and then all the other kids start laughing. I can't wait to see all the kids in costumes with their props- they're going to be great!<br />
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Sasha is 1! They grow up so fast. :)<br />
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</div>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-15366807485798934212009-08-29T09:19:00.004-04:002009-08-29T09:47:10.282-04:00Ready for FallWell, I've made it through my second August working at a university. Let me just say, it has been an eye-opening experience to be on the staff side of Opening these past two years rather than the student moving in. To anyone who has ever moved into the halls early, you should give the coordinator a hug- Early Arrival planning is quite a chore!<br /><br />In the midst of the busy-ness, I have had a chance to meet up with some UNC friends that have moved to the area. My new favorite escape is National Harbor- some call it a fake city, but I think it's a great break to the hustle & bustle of city life. Here's a picture from earlier this week. On Sunday night, they showed Free Willy and on Thursday, they showed 3 episodes of Friends!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdtREwtX56X2pDCEAJlUvWLZkNmHaNLAL0OMxLIrMAvejzoyjNu2E-ijH-dvtDvzUVf-O6Zl3teJ3tLTCn-22OkAYa50J_xsv25kDpBptR5k3-9gaRdyb9n1Ntl_VUYKuLsRjNz2QBMqQ/s1600-h/NatlHarb.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdtREwtX56X2pDCEAJlUvWLZkNmHaNLAL0OMxLIrMAvejzoyjNu2E-ijH-dvtDvzUVf-O6Zl3teJ3tLTCn-22OkAYa50J_xsv25kDpBptR5k3-9gaRdyb9n1Ntl_VUYKuLsRjNz2QBMqQ/s320/NatlHarb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375378167127539394" border="0" /></a><br />I've loved being able to reconnect with friends who I shared my Carolina experience with. I have really missed the feeling of community that I had at Carolina. I think college breeds deep relationships- and the people you spend your time with really do become your family.<br /><br />The air is a bit cooler each morning and the humidity of summer will soon morph into crispness of fall. Bring on the warm sweaters and crunchy leaves!Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-33635124164019217802009-07-11T20:57:00.003-04:002009-07-11T21:14:50.012-04:00Hot Summer In the CityThis summer has been so much more cooler than last summer. The rain is ever present like last year, but the unbearable heat has yet to set in. This makes my walks with Sasha much more enjoyable. We usually walk down to the Capitol and the National Mall once a week. The rest of the time we just hang around the neighborhood- there's a few parks nearby that we frequent. Sasha is more than happy to meet new people, but she is still verrry hesitant around other dogs. I need to research some socialization strategies. Here's a recent pic of the cute pup.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBcNuwLbwjk_4D6FwvHoq3XNplNx9ODdfYQRp7Pi9EuNw960UZfwHPwPMtZyi86E0G1AKHrPcYxDOEVNg1e7GcOW15vfaZzBaRKtz30KZiQrwFgX2xdK7pKpPAjhbOLhP-mzh8I7O6Db4/s1600-h/KatiesSasha.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBcNuwLbwjk_4D6FwvHoq3XNplNx9ODdfYQRp7Pi9EuNw960UZfwHPwPMtZyi86E0G1AKHrPcYxDOEVNg1e7GcOW15vfaZzBaRKtz30KZiQrwFgX2xdK7pKpPAjhbOLhP-mzh8I7O6Db4/s320/KatiesSasha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357372612380183250" border="0" /></a><br />The summer portion of work is coming to a close. I've prepared a calendar for the Fall semester and am planning various trainings set to occur the first week in August.<br /><br />I've been feeling overwhelmed lately and am stressing about what's going to happen next. I'm still pondering the idea of grad school- counseling? social work? education? I just need to decide when & where. I'm really leaning towards returning to North Carolina, but who knows...<br /><br />What I reallllly want to do is just take a year-long vacay and visit all my friends. I would get to go to New Orleans, Los Angeles, Chicago, France, Dominican Republic, and NC (of course!). Good thing the internet lets us "travel" without buying a plane ticket.<br /><br />Mucho mucho love.Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-36760079764269388242009-06-11T23:04:00.001-04:002009-06-11T23:06:19.538-04:00Kid SongsSo oftentimes at work I find myself singing "Rise and Shine" and/or "Baby Beluga". I'm not sure what the greater meaning of these occurrences are, but they seem to be amusing to me and some co-workers.<br /><br />Please reminisce and enjoy.<br /><br /><object width="320" height="265"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8mAwZxZtNm0&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8mAwZxZtNm0&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"></embed></object>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-1133872451519859952009-06-06T19:59:00.006-04:002009-06-06T20:46:07.136-04:00March Madness continued into April and May...Well friends, things have finally slowed down a bit. Here's the highlight of each month:<br /><br />March: I had visitors almost every weekend!<br /><br />April: UNC took home yet another National Championship trophy!<br /><br />May: A good friend got married and I was able to spend a weekend at home in Charlotte. :)<br /><br />All 3 months were a busy time at work. I spent many hours assigning interns to rooms and working with different AU departments to prepare for summer conferences. Rather ironically, my hours at work have decreased now that summer has actually arrived. Now it's on to preparing for student arrivals in August.<br /><br />I'm still clueless as to what my next step is. It's nice to have my feet on the ground at my current job, but I want to be able to apply my experience to something new at some point. I'll keep you updated on when/what that may be. ;)<br /><br />Sasha has grown alot! Last time we went to the vet, she weighed 7 pounds. That's quite a bit more than the 2.7 pounds she weighed on her first visit. I love her mucho. Our current favorite game is fetch. I throw a ball into the kitchen and she brings it back. She used to go get it and then take it to "her" carpet. But now she actually brings it back to ME!<br /><br />That's my short and sweet update. I'll leave you with a photo from the wedding I went to last weekend.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpraea7Q6ZxTt2eGrbNTTnGoqJ0HjLKiIB-0sZVDz56yjmVUMIgI9bsPDd-Y3NWZx8Ewdri_Yb2rulXL5wn-X-SeJqiLUolLWYCiZpmj7xg0gc-EfUAiN4tZgQSgL73UlFXr5o8JbNy3Y/s1600-h/Jen's+Wedding.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpraea7Q6ZxTt2eGrbNTTnGoqJ0HjLKiIB-0sZVDz56yjmVUMIgI9bsPDd-Y3NWZx8Ewdri_Yb2rulXL5wn-X-SeJqiLUolLWYCiZpmj7xg0gc-EfUAiN4tZgQSgL73UlFXr5o8JbNy3Y/s320/Jen's+Wedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344379516705316290" border="0" /></a><br />Oh and if you're a fan of Taylor Swift and/or Coldplay, check out this video. It's a beautiful composition!<br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-37304142365404896962009-03-12T20:23:00.002-04:002009-03-12T21:03:01.120-04:00Oh the Madness of March...This time last year I was in Savannah enjoying my last spring break. Now I'm hiring students, planning for summer conferences, and attending meetings galore. Luckily 2 friends from college came to visit last weekend so I don't feel too disconnected from the college years. Since it's been a while I'll give an update on a variety of subjects...<br /><br />1. WORK: It is so much better than it was 2 months ago. I finally got over the negative enough to put my positive attitude back on. I'm getting along much better with co-workers and doing my best to develop positive working relationships. The more I think about it, the more I realize that I will probably always encounter people who want to shoot down my positive outlook on life. I definitely know that things are not perfect, but somehow happiness & excitement get me so much further than bitterness. :)<br /><br />2. APARTMENT: Two words... cute & cozy. I've found a place for almost everything and even hung some pictures on the walls! I actually like living in a smaller apartment- less to clean and lower utility bills! My roommate and I are getting along well. It's nice to have someone to come home and talk to at the end of the day.<br /><br />3. SASHA: She's a mess! I think she's about 7 pounds now (the first time I took her to the vet she was 2.7). So she's definitely growing! I have my moments of frustration- like when I'm trying to take her for a walk and she decides to lay down on the sidewalk or when she barks at me because she wants to play at 1:00am. NO Sasha! The moments of adorableness outweigh the frustration. Right now she's passed out on the rug outside my room. We go to the vet again on Saturday. Hopefully all is well.<br /><br />4. LIFE: Lately, I've been debating what to do next... grad school? teach? something else? This week I spent some time looking at social work programs and researching DC charter schools. I just don't know what to do. I wish I could feel at peace with a decision. But right now all I feel is confused.<br /><br />5. BASKETBALL: Go heels! My love for Roy's boys grows more each year.<br /><br />6. THINGS THAT MAKE ME GO HMMM... I think I'm going to write a book about the strange things I see on the metro. Here's a couple:<br />- A man carrying a wireless microphone. Maybe he was rushing it to a local concert?<br />- A woman wearing one dress shoe and one tennis shoe. At first I thought maybe she had an injury, but couldn't she still wear matching shoes?<br />- I know there's more, but I can't think of them now...<br /><br />Hope your March is as mad as mine. :)<br /><br /><3 MichelleMichellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-28131586733206925592009-01-30T19:47:00.004-05:002009-01-30T23:00:58.054-05:002 miles down the roadSo... I'm moving. Basically my cleanliness, niceness, and overall lifestyle do not exactly match up with one of my roommates. After a rather loud argument with said roommate, I decided it was time for me to find a new place. For a while I was looking at places in Alexandria and Arlington, but I decided that I couldn't handle an even longer commute than what I have now (it takes me an hour door to door even though AU is only 5 miles away!). Finding housing in DC is quite the chore. But after searching high and low on craigslist, rent.com, and various other sites, I was able to find a place. The apartment is probably less than a third of the size of my current house. There is no living room, but my bedroom is a decent sized. What's most important and exciting is that I really think I'll get along with the girl I'm moving in with. She goes to the church I've been attending and is a grad student at AU. Hopefully movie nights and late night roommate conversations are right around the corner. I'm packing up tonight and tomorrow. Then moving on Super Bowl Sunday. Luckily the place I'm moving is only two miles away. It's about 8 blocks from Union Station (where I'll get the metro to work), and 8 blocks from Eastern Market (my most favorite Sunday afternoon activity is going to the market). While the stress of moving is looming in the air, the excitement of being in a new place with a new friend is sure to be worth it.<br /><br />I'll post pics once I'm settled into the new place. Oh, and you've got to see how much Sasha has grown!<br /><br />Love from the district.Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-14866243594763768562009-01-19T21:39:00.002-05:002009-01-19T21:56:51.303-05:00the tomorrow so many have waited for is finally hereI think it finally hit me yesterday when I was driving back into the District from running errands in Virginia. When I was stuck in traffic amidst people from all over the country, I realized that this really is history in the making. And I'm here for it. Who knew that the reason I didn't want to move here- the fact that DC is the nation's government center- would allow me to view and be a part of history. While every Presidential Inauguration is an important part of United States history, I feel like this Inauguration is an important part of World History. It makes me excited to see Americans from all different backgrounds supporting Barack, but it makes me even more excited to see people from across the world supporting our new leader. Take a look at this <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2009/01/18/us/politics/inauguration-photos.html?hp">photo album</a> posted on the New York Times website.<br /><br />Tomorrow is here.Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-8459063320285439292009-01-10T10:42:00.015-05:002009-01-10T11:13:01.176-05:00I have a friend. Her name is Sasha.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSAsvcdfBf4OmBLzabMrePiPpEOon-28s5stJPR5SnySVTSPoJBDRKARzLUGmiwWwYXyfDkGcTr8tPLY_0jq0k9MIF7l9FzkGdcvKUDa1UESTVJAZ0erneeKkc-_NyaTWOFkEVyx4t7i4/s1600-h/IMG00244.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSAsvcdfBf4OmBLzabMrePiPpEOon-28s5stJPR5SnySVTSPoJBDRKARzLUGmiwWwYXyfDkGcTr8tPLY_0jq0k9MIF7l9FzkGdcvKUDa1UESTVJAZ0erneeKkc-_NyaTWOFkEVyx4t7i4/s200/IMG00244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289692621775233602" border="0" /></a>So I'll start with the big news first... Santa brought me a puppy! I left for Denver to visit a friend on Dec. 21st (more on that later) and when I came home on Christmas Eve, there was a furry friend waiting for me. I'm still not sure if now is the perfect time for a puppy, but does "the perfect time" actually exist? She's a Shih Tzu poodle mix and is currently 3 pounds. As my neighbor said, "all puppies are cute, but she's adorable!" She gets lots of attention when we go on walks around the neighborhood.<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;">While Sasha was the highlight of Winter Break, there were many other exciting happenings. I <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ZCkXz0OAcv9INujo7AympSbJA0gTGFkVQit83Vz5vHdmhwuQqS3n38FnPztRQIEvwEgGckhPL5ouls04SoVjc-b_LnayKLC3qAZMm9TXpX10COXjFftAl4FPdvpvcjxo5l7CP67K9yc/s1600-h/IMG00252.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ZCkXz0OAcv9INujo7AympSbJA0gTGFkVQit83Vz5vHdmhwuQqS3n38FnPztRQIEvwEgGckhPL5ouls04SoVjc-b_LnayKLC3qAZMm9TXpX10COXjFftAl4FPdvpvcjxo5l7CP67K9yc/s200/IMG00252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289692726904792978" border="0" /></a>was able to stop in Chapel Hill on my way home and visit with some of my best college friends. As always, it was good to be in the place I called home for four years. My extended family got together for lunch at my cousin's house. I got many hugs from my cousin's daughter, Sam. And Sam got me a Christmas present!- a pink unicorn like hers for me to sleep with. :) It may have been my 2nd favorite present.<br /><br />The day after our family luncheon, I flew out to Denver. This was a semi-last minute trip that could not have worked out better. My friend Rachel's parents moved to <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuaE785CuFJ7TUcPoUYqdgO0k2aZXA1VRBedpvHBSKYmYTDiR00YGnDDOP76Dd7sQ1KNjW7W4_r4IxYhVnwVH5D-VzJN9keXVS04FWSDTAxw-dYcFEbyMsKoZA3cLkC77KckCa9T7aVyY/s1600-h/n2710241_40146666_9288.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuaE785CuFJ7TUcPoUYqdgO0k2aZXA1VRBedpvHBSKYmYTDiR00YGnDDOP76Dd7sQ1KNjW7W4_r4IxYhVnwVH5D-VzJN9keXVS04FWSDTAxw-dYcFEbyMsKoZA3cLkC77KckCa9T7aVyY/s200/n2710241_40146666_9288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289696613969523810" border="0" /></a>Denver this summer and her family invited me to come stay for a couple days over break. I'd never been to Colorado, so I was so excited for the opportunity to see that part of the country. We could see the Rockies from a park near her house! We spent time lounging around, exploring downtown via light rail, visiting crafty stores in Boulder, and we even went to the Nutcracker! Rachel and I met at UNC at Convocation and spent alot of time together during our college winter breaks. It wouldn't have felt like the holidays if I hadn't been able to see her.<br /><br />I came back to DC on the 28th and had to return to work on the 29th... I spent this last week training the students who work at the front desks of the residence halls. It was a draining and stressful week so Sasha and I will probably lounge around this weekend watching movies... and probably will take a trip to Petco- she sure chews up her toys while I'm gone during the day!<br /><br />Happy (belated) New Year!<br /><br />Much love,<br /><br />Michelle & Sash<br /></div></div>Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-82672886692250646422008-12-07T21:18:00.003-05:002008-12-07T21:58:44.379-05:00snowflakes... real and fakeI'm in the process of creating my own winter wonderland, complete with paper snowflakes and twinkle lights. :) And while I love my wintery creation, I loved yesterday's real snow even more! Yes, SNOW!!! It stuck to the rooftops of cars for maybe an hour and then all evidence of the wonderful white fluff was gone. Hopefully there is more to come.<br /><br />This past week was quite busy. The online package system experienced what one of the Desk Coordinators called an "Epic Fail". Thus, I spent many hours emailing residents to notify them that "there is currently a package addressed to you at the front desk of such-and-such hall". Sometimes I wonder what will happen when the entire Internet crashes. We'll have to read books, talk to people face-to-face, and go to the store to make purchases.<br /><br />I'm very thankful for the Christmas season this year. I still haven't made many friends in DC, so it's good for me to reflect on the true meaning of Christmas. And while friends and family are an important part of the Christmas tradition, they are not the reason we celebrate. HE is.Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-17318691963025327262008-11-10T21:31:00.005-05:002008-11-10T21:58:23.654-05:00baby, it's cold outside.Now that I've made that the title of the post, clearly I want to listen to the song. And then I'll want to watch Elf. Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck in my own version of <span style="font-style: italic;">If You Give a Mouse a Cookie</span>.<br /><br />I wore my winter coat for the first time today! I knew I bought that coat on sale at Gap in the middle of Spring for some reason. I'm so glad I have it now. I think I may even wear gloves tomorrow. I look ridiculous when I walk into work with my coat, scarf, gloves, and boots. I may not look stylish, but at least I'm warm!<br /><br />This week I'm conducting interviews for new Desk Receptionists. Only half of the current receptionists are returning, so I'm looking to hire as many as 20 new ones. It's quite a chore to review applications, hold interviews, and then make decisions on who to hire. Not only that, but we're already preparing for summer conferences. Right now I'm just trying to make sure the residence hall desks are running smoothly and that we have enough students working to keep them open (AU desks stay open 24 hours a day- which is very different from Carolina).<br /><br />I feel like my two greatest challenges at work are: a) having enough time to get everything done and b) finding my place in the social scene. I continue to learn that things eventually get done even though it's hard to see that when the list never ends. But as far as the social aspect- I feel completely lost. In college, I always had a group of people I could call to hang out with. People invited each other everywhere. While I'm sure there were cliques, I felt like there was something that tied us all together- creating a community unlike any other. To say the least, I don't feel that anymore. For a while I was getting hung up on the exclusiveness I've experienced, but I'm trying to re-orient myself, gain a new perspective, and focus on the good.<br /><br />I'm going to end this post with some photos from this weekend. My visitors always make it to the blog! Maybe one day YOU will be a featured guest on "Do Not be Wise in Your Own Eyes". :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdheD1FuryKQd_CD5OZeaXIWNcC9zoUc66WLYQadFTJFSAMPMyyGJCb-n2Lcx-H-KphqI33T2UplKupJ_GP2bHWWxEfqPELFajEQdiTUauPBoGGTWimc-ZiBw1fjhOGKVAI2sF1__UpFA/s1600-h/LB&Rach+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdheD1FuryKQd_CD5OZeaXIWNcC9zoUc66WLYQadFTJFSAMPMyyGJCb-n2Lcx-H-KphqI33T2UplKupJ_GP2bHWWxEfqPELFajEQdiTUauPBoGGTWimc-ZiBw1fjhOGKVAI2sF1__UpFA/s200/LB&Rach+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267228094435815138" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Rachel and Laura Beth at Busboys & Poets, a very fun restaurant/lounge/coffeeshop.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUBpKGzm7g9d6-L3qjSwPdVI6GCwib7OkV4AkhfpHlSd47q7L4bG4D8XE2YBve_6UPntE613PyeumY-Ls1ooOYQ4cDibqvDAl7GCuIOpCu9tzOT2cEtzk8uHVFjU2HpJpJiEynqB1rjK8/s1600-h/LB&Rach+025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUBpKGzm7g9d6-L3qjSwPdVI6GCwib7OkV4AkhfpHlSd47q7L4bG4D8XE2YBve_6UPntE613PyeumY-Ls1ooOYQ4cDibqvDAl7GCuIOpCu9tzOT2cEtzk8uHVFjU2HpJpJiEynqB1rjK8/s200/LB&Rach+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267228564184748610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Rach and I at the Capitol building on a cold and windy day.Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-72948480057768514852008-10-27T20:38:00.019-04:002008-10-27T21:21:28.006-04:00ever afterThe title of the post is in honor of...<br /><br />a) the movie I am currently watching (it's a classic!)<br />b) the blast from the past day I had (AIM is pretty much amazing since it keeps me in touch with former supervisors and friends that are abroad- shout out to Danielle who is in Namibia!)<br />c) the wedding pictures I am about to post (congratulations to my married-for-almost-a-month friend Ashton!)<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXC1MtwX9-UAvd8Oe8EsSFMgwJnl4joesZLulnAMXZjnzNkUjGyF5qFh4h3TbaWi0iXmuu11W4Equ8O6VjeqMbbK9T4TLr0AG6bh3yXO6_xeag3hNpJJIneCnJIpGKZcnyo3uvetoeu0c/s1600-h/Ashton&BriansWedding+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXC1MtwX9-UAvd8Oe8EsSFMgwJnl4joesZLulnAMXZjnzNkUjGyF5qFh4h3TbaWi0iXmuu11W4Equ8O6VjeqMbbK9T4TLr0AG6bh3yXO6_xeag3hNpJJIneCnJIpGKZcnyo3uvetoeu0c/s200/Ashton&BriansWedding+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262002268268431090" border="0" /></a>Reunited at last! (me,<br />Ashton- freshman year roommate,<br />French- freshman year suitemate)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br />The happy couple at the<br /><div style="text-align: right;">Reh<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqlT-_rgF2ZeaW62yypHwOhyD4RrkCp8q4J0G5xvpcVup4znOmiCpHi6GDT-8ckGBIePw18PpKaegtQj62rmVWkksSxn6TilgDkXxMBMN4WOyYNo_zfuci5uRHAFFaUGojYbQ7rReSMGo/s1600-h/Ashton&BriansWedding+031.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqlT-_rgF2ZeaW62yypHwOhyD4RrkCp8q4J0G5xvpcVup4znOmiCpHi6GDT-8ckGBIePw18PpKaegtQj62rmVWkksSxn6TilgDkXxMBMN4WOyYNo_zfuci5uRHAFFaUGojYbQ7rReSMGo/s200/Ashton&BriansWedding+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262002552335828578" border="0" /></a>earsal Dinner!</div></div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU0Y-LFXxo_ZF_Ww6z-W0W7hNEXjQUD3hA0GPj2gzdDD4kxRmh7ckM45uFxJGxQtKFCzJhRdQnW0vcMn_DvD6iX8XIfQdKw349m-XGmMsjC7VVrCAp8Nm_YRU_n4x3FyyxtXCRVFVhh-o/s1600-h/Ashton&BriansWedding+085.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU0Y-LFXxo_ZF_Ww6z-W0W7hNEXjQUD3hA0GPj2gzdDD4kxRmh7ckM45uFxJGxQtKFCzJhRdQnW0vcMn_DvD6iX8XIfQdKw349m-XGmMsjC7VVrCAp8Nm_YRU_n4x3FyyxtXCRVFVhh-o/s200/Ashton&BriansWedding+085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262004302098269458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;">The beautiful country<br /></div></div>church where they<br />were married. What a<br />perfect October day!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgREbyhbIrceYMAjs8LOAg3clv-GbtxYiyby_jjUyQIjvy53_M5HkjRwMyT8Na7GKSsSP25AQswpd7AzXYBDx-HFamWpTmOI5Llt7xC4sDn1PKHQDdv4PYsF95hSQA8-8N56LGoPFJ9QAM/s1600-h/Ashton&BriansWedding+126.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgREbyhbIrceYMAjs8LOAg3clv-GbtxYiyby_jjUyQIjvy53_M5HkjRwMyT8Na7GKSsSP25AQswpd7AzXYBDx-HFamWpTmOI5Llt7xC4sDn1PKHQDdv4PYsF95hSQA8-8N56LGoPFJ9QAM/s200/Ashton&BriansWedding+126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262004865449645122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Bridesmaids having fun<br />with the bride at<br />the reception!!!<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I loved being in North Carolina and would love to take another trip soon, but I know that I cannot have a life here in DC if I'm always traveling to NC. I don't know how to compose my thoughts on current feelings about work so I'll leave that for another day.<br /><br />I'll leave you with this fun fact- UNC football is bowl eligible. And basketball season starts soon. Go heels!Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-59973085174464107822008-09-30T23:54:00.003-04:002008-10-01T00:18:09.995-04:00falling into autumnWell my friends, it's the 1st day of October (or it will be when this is posted in 20 minutes). I've been living in DC for 1 quarter of a year. I've had a job at American University for 2 months. And in 3 days by roommate from freshman year is getting married! I have been waiting for her wedding since the day I met her. :) I'm flying down to North Carolina tomorrow. I'll spend a day in Chapel Hill and then head to Ahoskie with my friend/freshman year suitemate/elementary school classmate French. We'll be wearing bright red dresses in this eastern North Carolina wedding. If the wedding were going to be outdoors, I may have pushed for cowboy boots to replace our silver shoes.<br /><br />I'm excited to spend time with two of the women who I met on my first day at Carolina. We watched each other change majors, change living situations, and change ourselves as we progressed through four years in blue heaven. People say you take pieces of your friends wherever you go. I think the people you actually live with get extra big pieces. I'm so happy they are still a part of my life. Call it a blessing or call it lucky, but my "potluck" roommates worked out better than most planned roommates.<br /><br />I'll be sure to post some pictures when I get back next week. Oh and did I mention I'm going to spend some quality time with Sam and Georgia, the prettiest girls in North Carolina, during my mini-vacay. Just wait till you see pics of those cuties. :)<br /><br />Peace, love, and joy!Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-19196137072849701772008-09-07T20:48:00.002-04:002008-09-07T21:21:26.720-04:00home (chapel hill) sickI miss you. This past month has been full of long hours, lots of questions, and an overwhelming number of new people.<br /><br />Let's start with the good- I love the people I work with. I'm never bored. There's a Starbucks and a Whole Foods at the AU metro station.<br /><br />Now for the not so good- I don't really know what it is I do. I feel like I'm seriously lacking in purpose. I haven't found a core group of friends. I work too much.. I'm never around kids.<br /><br />Elaboration- Today I volunteered with DC's Convoy of Hope. I got to sit outside in the sunshine (the days after tropical storms are the best days to be outside). I colored and did crafty projects with children of all ages. At one point I was running around a parking lot with a 2nd grader on my back. That is the sort of thing that would leave most people drained, but it fills me with energy- an energy I've been lacking these past couple weeks. I'm not sure what to take away from this experience. At this point I'm just questioning my decision to work at AU. It is definitely a good place to be in transition and I'm gaining invaluable experience, but there are no kids. Sadness.<br /><br />On top of this, I miss Chapel Hill more every day. When I start thinking of my dear friends who are still there I start tearing up (and this usually happens on the metro... ha). I miss the deep conversations, words of encouragement, and hours of laughter. And I definitely miss Yogurt Pump!<br /><br />I'm hoping this is just the two month slump and that things will brighten up here soon. They should at least be cooling off. Doesn't mother nature know that I moved here for the cooler temperatures?Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-59026917320889587432008-08-14T21:53:00.003-04:002008-08-14T22:07:31.685-04:00long hoursSo I never thought I would let myself be consumed by work. I don't know why I didn't think this, considering that I'm a perfectionist and pretty much completely pour myself into whatever projects I take on. Nevertheless, it is what it is.<br /><br />The past week I've been going into work early and coming home late. This is partly because I've been training students for most of the day and then have work tasky things to get done afterwards. For the record, I have no idea how/why I've been training students when I have so many questions of my own. But training has definitely been fun. Putting together powerpoints the night before was not so fun, but meeting and interacting with the students makes up for it. :)<br /><br />I'm really starting to miss the friendships I had in NC. This hit me yesterday when I was going home from work and feeling great and wanting to celebrate. But I had no one to call to go get dinner or Starbucks or ice cream. I'm wondering if I'll ever have friendships like those I had in college again. College was a special time for me because it was socially-centered. I spent alot of my time investing in relationships. When am I going to have time to do that again?<br /><br />I want to leave on a positive note. So I'll just say that I love the whirlwind that accompanies going back to school. If anyone wants to send me a bouquet of sharpened pencils, feel free.Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-8174049847331805832008-08-04T20:53:00.013-04:002008-08-05T22:03:14.716-04:00homecomingAfter my first (half) week of work, I was happy to take off to North Carolina<br /><br />Friday was the first time I'd flown since high school. I had a window seat on the way to Charlotte and was so excited when I looked out and could see Lake Norman!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitN8JY6k-yQC6eGrjm1Pb8ujZ_lAUJJVU6gqL7PeJdNoNPeUAoSK9p7luvC6Un1wtqSk_hyphenhyphenGbJSeRDCAvrnaKymwqSSds2ZJLjwFcCHNFu8rsEEyMnf7BFR3-942hV6QXYUzaOSlbwasw/s1600-h/MereJoel+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitN8JY6k-yQC6eGrjm1Pb8ujZ_lAUJJVU6gqL7PeJdNoNPeUAoSK9p7luvC6Un1wtqSk_hyphenhyphenGbJSeRDCAvrnaKymwqSSds2ZJLjwFcCHNFu8rsEEyMnf7BFR3-942hV6QXYUzaOSlbwasw/s200/MereJoel+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231211260050157922" border="0" /></a>On Saturday I ventured up to Blowing Rock with a car full of wonderful ladies. I volunteered to drive since I hadn't driven since June. It was great to be in the car with the windows down breathing in the North Carolina air and blaring the radio.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5RJT96pj1kux__yK0tjiLBzpcn94CMUtFqQ0yAFLfsFVKjCVfjn_pKpPW_G7_erGVe1_GC_7CYwl74v5Sx39X8LlV7puDqbudobSEhiwJazZZj2_jflDLRGeugt9Zo6QFKuncArndeaU/s1600-h/MereJoel+039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5RJT96pj1kux__yK0tjiLBzpcn94CMUtFqQ0yAFLfsFVKjCVfjn_pKpPW_G7_erGVe1_GC_7CYwl74v5Sx39X8LlV7puDqbudobSEhiwJazZZj2_jflDLRGeugt9Zo6QFKuncArndeaU/s200/MereJoel+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231212179852719730" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Meredith and Joel's wedding was beautiful. I know they spent hours planning the details and it sure paid off. As far as I could tell, things could not have gone more smoothly. It rained a bit during the ceremony which meant it was nice and cool when we arrived to the reception site.</div><br />It's always good to visit old friends. I got to see people I had not seen since May. We got to share summer stories and laugh and reminisce about our Carolina years. I think we all feel ridiculously old now that we've graduated college. I don't think I'll ever be able to wrap my head around the concept of time. Why did summer go by so slow in 3rd grade and now it's over in the blink of an eye?<br /><br />So I've come to the realization that I have a very hard time with saying goodbye. Well, I don't think it's actually saying goodbye as much as the transition that accompanies the word. I tried to prepare myself before I even left for NC for what was going to come on Sunday. I was fine all weekend when I was hanging out with friends. I was even fine when I had to say goodbye to them after the wedding. But as soon as I got to the airport terminal on Sunday, an uncontrollable rush of sadness consumed me. Maybe it was because security took away $40 worth of toiletries. But I have a feeling that it was my body's natural reaction to transition.<br /><br />As much as I try to fight the sadness, tears usually win. And after the tears and a couple days of getting back into the groove, I'm completely fine. And with work being super busy, there is no time for the transition blues. I've been busy working on re-formatting and fine-tuning training manuals for the year. Training starts on Thursday!<br /><br />Thinking of you all.Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791622029116236784.post-20463204913740060832008-07-31T19:27:00.010-04:002008-07-31T19:56:47.241-04:00working girl<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2AzgsU1nW5LxmvWiAbZHbI0n0dQWyzcyf_VgXomX3-ovFvPbJWGnEmD3GZVpjjg14n8P9Vj_aMVqiTMjFfj0MQ0ZtbruhJVEuPF0_uluHXYaOlgscdQnRDtoUj5q11ZejVob3Vi38lus/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2AzgsU1nW5LxmvWiAbZHbI0n0dQWyzcyf_VgXomX3-ovFvPbJWGnEmD3GZVpjjg14n8P9Vj_aMVqiTMjFfj0MQ0ZtbruhJVEuPF0_uluHXYaOlgscdQnRDtoUj5q11ZejVob3Vi38lus/s200/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229330641822654914" border="0" /></a>This week has <span style="font-style: italic;">flow<span style="font-style: italic;">n </span></span>by! My brother came up from NC on Monday night. I was so happy to see him (and to give him a to do list)! He brought a dining room table from home so now the house is fully furnished. Hooray! He took the painter's tape off the ceiling and closed a window I couldn't reach. Thanks brother. On Tuesday, we went down to the National Mall to be tourists. Scott had never been to DC before so it was fun to show him around the city I now call home.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-pYPnWOu538yjBtBL6bo3DIFZrpeUKUdnG1TP5jHbF1n0Wn1F0wXGGvSPuO98qp5XpxkmqOTICsc4NbFcIPh7SiPaejAzbhRAvgWJ3BTgXQEuD3hyphenhyphenl8pekX6ppwWxJfy5BR4lw3qbbYQ/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-pYPnWOu538yjBtBL6bo3DIFZrpeUKUdnG1TP5jHbF1n0Wn1F0wXGGvSPuO98qp5XpxkmqOTICsc4NbFcIPh7SiPaejAzbhRAvgWJ3BTgXQEuD3hyphenhyphenl8pekX6ppwWxJfy5BR4lw3qbbYQ/s200/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229330246848474674" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNwxmWz_A9cn3eHbujNa3Xhw6dApETU7mg4X39b4kAEag4AkPXhN1HWnwOMk_ZwzK-ta7xG9m5Fyo5Zq_mtlm5hFaJzQEhavX0E5PMz7sEoS_ll1zqA-Z_b6Z8-RgYoHXrKVNrkNyqHTQ/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNwxmWz_A9cn3eHbujNa3Xhw6dApETU7mg4X39b4kAEag4AkPXhN1HWnwOMk_ZwzK-ta7xG9m5Fyo5Zq_mtlm5hFaJzQEhavX0E5PMz7sEoS_ll1zqA-Z_b6Z8-RgYoHXrKVNrkNyqHTQ/s200/Picture+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229330492598688818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Yesterday was my first full day of work. It was a good day, but I left feeling exhausted. I think it was a combination of my current sleep deprivation (thanks to my new mattress...) and the overwhelming-ness that accompanies new situations. Today was much better! I got to meet with my team and talk about upcoming training! My current project is updating/re-formatting the training manual. Oh! And today there was a summer staff awards banquet. The theme was a rodeo and we had BBQ for lunch!!! Yay!<br /><br />Tomorrow I'm leaving work a bit early to head back to NC. It's going to be nice to return to my homeland, but I'm not going to be there for long. I have a wedding on Saturday in Blowing Rock and then I'll be flying back to DC on Sunday. Just thinking about all the busy-ness makes me smile. August has always been an exciting month and I know that this year will be no exception.<br /><br />Smiles and hugs always.Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12980428209352715230noreply@blogger.com0