I've slept 2.5 hours out of the past 64, so if you've tuned into the Drivel for an update, you're kind of outta luck. Sure, there are great stories to tell--riveting stories even--about my time in Central Arkansas. But I'm exhausted and I choose to save them for a time when I'm coherant.
The Cliffs Notes version: yesterday I had lunch with Debbie and Barbara, cookies with Brent and Dave, then dinner AND breakfast with Darren (since we were at IHOP 9.5 hours straight). Today I had lunch with Patty and dinner with Joe. I've shopped, worked out, and napped. Oh, and I did a little work, which was the reason for my trip.
Last night some dude with a mullet walked into IHOP. I thought he was talking to himself, but turns out he was on the phone via bluetooth (Sidenote: if you do that in the car, fine. If you walk around public like that, you're a freak.) And here is what he said, "Yeah, I'm gonna wait 'til I hear from that paternity test before I change my beneficiaries. I don't know if she's my kid." Charming.
Showing posts with label Conway. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Conway. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Lucky girl
I'm finally back in the land of the living. I exercised today for the first time in two weeks. No activity + increased caloric intake = 5 new pounds. Or 5 returning pounds. Now I have 15 to go instead of 10. Ugh.
I was so depressed this morning after stepping on the scale that I threw away the Oreos, did yoga and then walked three miles.
I threw away my fat clothes. Gaining back the weight is not an option.
Thank goodness I'm feeling like working out again since my life these days revolves around food. Ok, that's no different than usual. But I am finding it difficult to find the time to see all of my friends while I'm in Central Arkansas this week.
Tomorrow and Tuesday I'm lunching with some of my UCA friends. I'm meeting guy friends for dinner at my favorite place the next two nights. (I'm here to work... need to make that happen, too!)
Tonight I had dinner with Vickie, Brad, and the kids in Fort Smith. It was so great to see them all. I got to see Brad's crew last weekend, but I haven't seen V in a long time. (And I forgot to say so, but you look really fabulous, V!)
I stopped to see my grandmother on my way out of town, and attempted to explain to her how my cousins Carrie, Jen and I can keep up with each other without actually seeing or talking to one another. She doesn't get it. Mostly, she's just mad that I know stuff that she doesn't. Useless Facebook updates? I don't think so!
I love that my job gives me the chance to travel and see friends and family, but sometimes I get overwhelmed by trying to fit everything in. Then I feel grateful that so many people want to see me. Or at least pretend to.
Seriously, I am so very lucky. This afternoon I stopped in Van Buren to go to the bathroom and some dude stopped me and asked if I could spare a dollar so that he could buy some gas to get to Georgia. My first (smart alleck) thought was that it would take a lot more than a buck to get to Georgia, but then I felt humbled. So I took three dollars out of my $400 handbag for him.
I confess that I usually refuse to give money to people who ask for it because I'm skeptical. I assume they're too lazy to work. Or are making a lot of money from the generosity of others.
But today I started thinking about what Jesus would do. And I decided that giving isn't as much about the receiver as it is about the giver. And the spirit in which things are given. I am blessed so far beyond what I deserve. I should take the time more often to remember that, and to help others.
Heh. Consider my attitude adjusted.
I was so depressed this morning after stepping on the scale that I threw away the Oreos, did yoga and then walked three miles.
I threw away my fat clothes. Gaining back the weight is not an option.
Thank goodness I'm feeling like working out again since my life these days revolves around food. Ok, that's no different than usual. But I am finding it difficult to find the time to see all of my friends while I'm in Central Arkansas this week.
Tomorrow and Tuesday I'm lunching with some of my UCA friends. I'm meeting guy friends for dinner at my favorite place the next two nights. (I'm here to work... need to make that happen, too!)
Tonight I had dinner with Vickie, Brad, and the kids in Fort Smith. It was so great to see them all. I got to see Brad's crew last weekend, but I haven't seen V in a long time. (And I forgot to say so, but you look really fabulous, V!)
I stopped to see my grandmother on my way out of town, and attempted to explain to her how my cousins Carrie, Jen and I can keep up with each other without actually seeing or talking to one another. She doesn't get it. Mostly, she's just mad that I know stuff that she doesn't. Useless Facebook updates? I don't think so!
I love that my job gives me the chance to travel and see friends and family, but sometimes I get overwhelmed by trying to fit everything in. Then I feel grateful that so many people want to see me. Or at least pretend to.
Seriously, I am so very lucky. This afternoon I stopped in Van Buren to go to the bathroom and some dude stopped me and asked if I could spare a dollar so that he could buy some gas to get to Georgia. My first (smart alleck) thought was that it would take a lot more than a buck to get to Georgia, but then I felt humbled. So I took three dollars out of my $400 handbag for him.
I confess that I usually refuse to give money to people who ask for it because I'm skeptical. I assume they're too lazy to work. Or are making a lot of money from the generosity of others.
But today I started thinking about what Jesus would do. And I decided that giving isn't as much about the receiver as it is about the giver. And the spirit in which things are given. I am blessed so far beyond what I deserve. I should take the time more often to remember that, and to help others.
Heh. Consider my attitude adjusted.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Christmas countdown
Holidayitis: the state of being physically present in your office while your mind is already on Christmas vacation. I'm suffering from a serious case of it.
These last three days are going to be painful.
I was gone to lunch for nearly two hours today, but considering I had to make a deposit at the bank, go to Wal-Mart, put up my groceries at my house and make my bed in addition to grabbing a bite, that wasn't too bad. I admit that I don't miss the traffic in Conway or Fort Smith during this time of year.
I've started cooking for my two parties this weekend. Last night I made chicken tortilla and tomato and basil soup. The tomato one is especially yummy. Tonight I have to make sauce for chicken rigatoni for tomorrow night (sorry, Lon!) and start thawing out the cheesecake that I did not make.
The exciting news is that the cleaning lady came this afternoon, so my house will be spotless when I get home. I had to buy a mop for her because I haven't used one since I've lived in Siloam; I usually just sweep and vacuum the tile. She's also going to clean all the baseboards, something else that's never been done.
Still no word on whether LB will show up tomorrow night or not, but either way, he'll be at the party tomorrow afternoon I have to attend. Bah humbug. The more I think about it, the madder I get. At least there's cheesecake in my future, whether or not he shows up.
I only have four presents bought... I'm starting to freak out a bit.
These last three days are going to be painful.
I was gone to lunch for nearly two hours today, but considering I had to make a deposit at the bank, go to Wal-Mart, put up my groceries at my house and make my bed in addition to grabbing a bite, that wasn't too bad. I admit that I don't miss the traffic in Conway or Fort Smith during this time of year.
I've started cooking for my two parties this weekend. Last night I made chicken tortilla and tomato and basil soup. The tomato one is especially yummy. Tonight I have to make sauce for chicken rigatoni for tomorrow night (sorry, Lon!) and start thawing out the cheesecake that I did not make.
The exciting news is that the cleaning lady came this afternoon, so my house will be spotless when I get home. I had to buy a mop for her because I haven't used one since I've lived in Siloam; I usually just sweep and vacuum the tile. She's also going to clean all the baseboards, something else that's never been done.
Still no word on whether LB will show up tomorrow night or not, but either way, he'll be at the party tomorrow afternoon I have to attend. Bah humbug. The more I think about it, the madder I get. At least there's cheesecake in my future, whether or not he shows up.
I only have four presents bought... I'm starting to freak out a bit.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
The long way home
Jen's probably the only one who cares, but I'll try to update my blog for the rest of the masses who might care about what's going on in my life.
I've been in Central Arkansas since Friday, and I got the brilliant idea to go home north by northwest this morning rather than my normal west then north route, which showcased the beautiful fall foliage but made my trip 4.5 hours from Little Rock to Siloam. It was a gorgeous drive, but by the time I got back to my beloved NWA, I napped through the entire Cowboys game. Turns out that wasn't such a tragedy.
To catch you up, I was a moron who gave myself a mere 24 hours to recover from anesthesia and being sliced open with a large knife, so I presided over a day-long meeting on Wednesday and marched into the very large home office of the world's largest retailer on Thursday to pretend that I'm a big girl with marketing prowess. Luckily both meetings went well and were very productive, but I was in pain for the whole two days that I pretended to be invincible. Sometimes the Superwoman cape feels a bit snug.
On Friday I stopped in Russellville to say hello to Alisa and Shauna before meeting my friend Erin for coffee in Conway to discuss politics, violence on college campuses and the need for responsible choices. Oh, and world peace. When you're getting ready for a pageant interview you have to work that in, right? Joe and I had dinner at Kobe on Friday evening (he brought me some gorgeous pink roses because he's amazing).
Yesterday I spent six hours talking to people from all over the state who want to be teachers. Okay, I talked to two. So it was a very long day, saved by the fact that two pals from the Center of Learning were there to catch me up on my former coworkers and eat lunch with me so I didn't look like such a loser. Then, last night, I went to dinner with my good friends Dave and Brent at one of my all-time favorite restaurants, Sonny Williams.
Now I'm home, punch drunk from the long nap and needing to do laundry. But at least inquiring minds no longer need to wonder what's new with me. Not much.
I've been in Central Arkansas since Friday, and I got the brilliant idea to go home north by northwest this morning rather than my normal west then north route, which showcased the beautiful fall foliage but made my trip 4.5 hours from Little Rock to Siloam. It was a gorgeous drive, but by the time I got back to my beloved NWA, I napped through the entire Cowboys game. Turns out that wasn't such a tragedy.
To catch you up, I was a moron who gave myself a mere 24 hours to recover from anesthesia and being sliced open with a large knife, so I presided over a day-long meeting on Wednesday and marched into the very large home office of the world's largest retailer on Thursday to pretend that I'm a big girl with marketing prowess. Luckily both meetings went well and were very productive, but I was in pain for the whole two days that I pretended to be invincible. Sometimes the Superwoman cape feels a bit snug.
On Friday I stopped in Russellville to say hello to Alisa and Shauna before meeting my friend Erin for coffee in Conway to discuss politics, violence on college campuses and the need for responsible choices. Oh, and world peace. When you're getting ready for a pageant interview you have to work that in, right? Joe and I had dinner at Kobe on Friday evening (he brought me some gorgeous pink roses because he's amazing).
Yesterday I spent six hours talking to people from all over the state who want to be teachers. Okay, I talked to two. So it was a very long day, saved by the fact that two pals from the Center of Learning were there to catch me up on my former coworkers and eat lunch with me so I didn't look like such a loser. Then, last night, I went to dinner with my good friends Dave and Brent at one of my all-time favorite restaurants, Sonny Williams.
Now I'm home, punch drunk from the long nap and needing to do laundry. But at least inquiring minds no longer need to wonder what's new with me. Not much.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Excess
It's been a day of too much sitting, too much shopping, and way too much eating. Lindsay and I started at 8 a.m. and had three marketing workshops today, plus we did a job interview over lunch and went to Conway to shop.
Lunch was a the Capriccio Grill at the Peabody and it was one of the best meals EVER. Here's a pic of my lunch, the salmon and greens special.
It was truly a feast for the eyes and the palate. I'm surprised I managed to ask a few interview questions in between falling in love with my lunch.
After our last session, we headed north to my former hometown and the world's best TJ Maxx (sidenote: Lindsay's husband says she's no longer allowed to hang out with me lest she catch my shopping addiction). We also went to Wilkinson's to shoe shop and had dinner at my favorite place, Michelangelo's. I was quite full after the fried zucchini, bread, and shrimp pasta, but we each ordered a piece of my favorite desert ever, tiramasu. Joe was going to meet us, but he got stuck at work, so we missed him. :(
Then we headed back to NLR to stop by the office and shop at Stein Mart.
It was a great day, but I'm pooped. Just one meeting tomorrow before we do more shopping (sale at the Gap!) at the mall and Fresh Market.
Lunch was a the Capriccio Grill at the Peabody and it was one of the best meals EVER. Here's a pic of my lunch, the salmon and greens special.
It was truly a feast for the eyes and the palate. I'm surprised I managed to ask a few interview questions in between falling in love with my lunch.
After our last session, we headed north to my former hometown and the world's best TJ Maxx (sidenote: Lindsay's husband says she's no longer allowed to hang out with me lest she catch my shopping addiction). We also went to Wilkinson's to shoe shop and had dinner at my favorite place, Michelangelo's. I was quite full after the fried zucchini, bread, and shrimp pasta, but we each ordered a piece of my favorite desert ever, tiramasu. Joe was going to meet us, but he got stuck at work, so we missed him. :(
Then we headed back to NLR to stop by the office and shop at Stein Mart.
It was a great day, but I'm pooped. Just one meeting tomorrow before we do more shopping (sale at the Gap!) at the mall and Fresh Market.
Friday, January 18, 2008
It's my party and I'll blog if I want to
After weeks of thinking the day would never arrive, here it is... my last day at UCA. It was a bit surreal coming to work this morning, and traffic seemed a bit heavier than usual. I can't wait to get to Siloam and have a two-minute commute!
During lunch I had to take my cable boxes back since I'm moving on a holiday. I can still watch TV this weekend, but I won't have digital cable or a DVR. How spoiled am I that 48 hours without those things seems like an eternity?
My coworkers had a party for me this afternoon, so I'm still on a sugar high from all the whipped icing and chocolate cake (my favorite kind!). I've finished all of my tasks and am biding my time 'til 4:30. Wonder how many games of FreeCell I can play in 90 minutes?
Dinner last night at Mike's was amazing! I had some great blackened grouper and crab cake. We also got to tour the new restaurant, which is way too impressive for Conway. It's just gorgeous, and I get to eat there on Sunday! I have some pics, which I'll post later.
Happy my last day at UCA to you all!
During lunch I had to take my cable boxes back since I'm moving on a holiday. I can still watch TV this weekend, but I won't have digital cable or a DVR. How spoiled am I that 48 hours without those things seems like an eternity?
My coworkers had a party for me this afternoon, so I'm still on a sugar high from all the whipped icing and chocolate cake (my favorite kind!). I've finished all of my tasks and am biding my time 'til 4:30. Wonder how many games of FreeCell I can play in 90 minutes?
Dinner last night at Mike's was amazing! I had some great blackened grouper and crab cake. We also got to tour the new restaurant, which is way too impressive for Conway. It's just gorgeous, and I get to eat there on Sunday! I have some pics, which I'll post later.
Happy my last day at UCA to you all!
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
{ last dance }
While I really haven't been in Conway long enough to form major attachments, it's still a little sad to be leaving. This week I've started experiencing all the "lasts" associated with a major life change. Last Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday of work. Last council meeting (and last time to take minutes... yeah!). Last boring and pointless spreadsheet (at least at this job). Turning off utilities, turning on utilities. Packing, packing, packing.
My boss has an all-day meeting in Little Rock on Friday, so tomorrow's our last day together. And while I won't miss most of the mindless drivel I've done for 10 months, I will miss her, because she's been completely awesome. I've learned a lot about managing with respect, grace and ethics from her.
Tomorrow my pal Estella is coming to spend the night, and we're meeting Joe at Mike's Place for dinner. Friday night I'm going to Little Rock to have dinner with Brent and Dave. And Sunday Joe's taking me to Michelangelo's for our farewell dinner/packing party reward.
You'd think as much as I change jobs and cities, I'd be used to this by now, but it's always hard to say goodbye, even if you know it's the right thing to do.
When I gave my notice at the rental place here, they informed me that, since I was breaking my lease, I'd forfeit my deposit. No problem. But then they told me that I was responsible for rent for the final two months if the place didn't re-rent during that time. They haven't shown it at all, so I've been freaking out. But when I called today, they've already rented it sight-unseen. Woo-hoo! No paying rent in two places!
And I got my new job contract in the mail today, which made me VERY happy.
Oh, and Dad reported today that Cecil is finally acclimating to her new digs. Evidently she's still acting like a diva (which is not surprising at all), but she is letting them touch her now. But only when it's her idea.
My boss has an all-day meeting in Little Rock on Friday, so tomorrow's our last day together. And while I won't miss most of the mindless drivel I've done for 10 months, I will miss her, because she's been completely awesome. I've learned a lot about managing with respect, grace and ethics from her.
Tomorrow my pal Estella is coming to spend the night, and we're meeting Joe at Mike's Place for dinner. Friday night I'm going to Little Rock to have dinner with Brent and Dave. And Sunday Joe's taking me to Michelangelo's for our farewell dinner/packing party reward.
You'd think as much as I change jobs and cities, I'd be used to this by now, but it's always hard to say goodbye, even if you know it's the right thing to do.
When I gave my notice at the rental place here, they informed me that, since I was breaking my lease, I'd forfeit my deposit. No problem. But then they told me that I was responsible for rent for the final two months if the place didn't re-rent during that time. They haven't shown it at all, so I've been freaking out. But when I called today, they've already rented it sight-unseen. Woo-hoo! No paying rent in two places!
And I got my new job contract in the mail today, which made me VERY happy.
Oh, and Dad reported today that Cecil is finally acclimating to her new digs. Evidently she's still acting like a diva (which is not surprising at all), but she is letting them touch her now. But only when it's her idea.
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