I want to start writing again. I have been writing short stories since I was a little kid - my first composition being about 50 pages long - of course a teen romance since that was all I had my nose stuck in at the time.
I just have all these stories spinning around in my head. Mostly, I try to play out how every possible scenario in my life could go, any possible outcome, so I'm prepared... And it ends up going to some really interesting places that I think people would have a generaly enjoyment from reading.
But how do you just get back into writing? I mean, I can write for myself.. But if I want an audience, someone - or anyone - to tell me if I'm any good.. How do you do that? I have no idea...
In other news... big change in the life. I'm looking to buy a condo. I guess I want to stick around this crazy city for a while. There are so many positives, and I really believe that I need to stick around, learn and grow as much in my current job that I can possibly rip out of the great leaders there.
That's the plan for this month. Stay tuned.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Today was a good day..
Sometimes I wonder how I got here.. Often, even.. I have been having a hard time trying to find my place the last few months and it has led me to question if I'm good at the path I've chosen, if this is where I'll find success. This week I was reminded just how far I've come and how lucky I am to have the opportunities I have and how much success I've already accomplished in my life.
It was a crazy busy week.. LIVESTRONG Day, Lance Armstrong, and Coaches vs. Cancer all took place on Tuesday/Wednesday...
I helped contribute to this and this was also a huge part of my week. And honestly.. both were an honor to be a part of.
The highlight: Coach Kruger came up to me before the golf tournament started and wanted to introduce me to legendary Missouri basketball coach Norm Stewart. Our office had helped him get tickets to a show the night before for him and his wife. Coach had no idea about my history with Mizzou, and of course I was like a giddy little school girl. It didn't hurt that Norm continued to call me by my first name the next two days. I mean, seriously... he is a legend. It was amazing.
As much as I need to grow in my career right now (just for my own sanity), I am not naive enough to ignore how lucky I am for these experiences. I'm thankful every day, and I think as long as I continue to keep that attitude, something positive will come through the door. It's all about finding the patience to wait it out.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Sometimes I feel like a grown up...
- When someone says I'm in charge of something in a meeting where several people are present.. i.e. the media during Lance Armstrong's visit tomorrow.
- When sipping on a dirty martini which I just discovered I love.
- When my dad starts to talk to me about business decisions.
- When I look at my credit card bill.
- When discussing car insurance with my friends.
- When my friends talk about having babies.... soon.
- When watching "One Tree Hill" on The CW.
- When hitting the snooze button 20 times in the morning.
- When battling homesickness.. seriously - six months is way too long to go between trips home.
- Whenever I'm out at the lake.
- When eating a popsicle.
- When someone runs their fingers through my hair.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Full 'maid of honor' mode...
I've officially asked off vacation for four days for Stephanie and Nate's wedding including the Bachelorette Party that will be taking place over Labor Day weekend. I am so excited for this event considering both Stephanie and Nathan are two of my favorite people in the whole world and my oldest friends.
I would love to post some of my ideas on here but considering I think she checks the site from time to time, I will have to keep my ideas closed until after the party.
I had big plans for Labor Day weekend - get home on Friday morning, hang out in GC and hit up the Tigers football game. Although OF COURSE every time I try to go home and see a game, they're playing away that night. Since when do they EVER play away over Labor Day weekend? I mean, it IS the county fair weekend!! Oh well.. It will leave some good time to hang out with my dad and see good ol' GC in it's prime form. Then Saturday we'll take off for Omaha for the festivities. Return to GC on Sunday where I hope to hitch a spin on the Snyder's new pontoon and then catch a Labor Day picnic on Monday with my mom's family and celebrate Grandma's 95th birthday.
Weekends like that excite me so much. I love going home when I have the chance to see lots of people (like Fair/summer holiday weekends when so many people will be back in Guthrie), and it will give me the chance to do so many important things in one trip.
I was worried today because I realized I won't be back in Iowa until June for Colby's wedding and since the event is so far away, it won't leave any time to check in with the family. I was worried about not seeing my grandparents until August but I think we're going to work something out to see them during that trip, even if it's just for a little bit. I had thoughts about coming back for a VERY fast trip for Mother's Day but my mom didn't think it would be worth the cost of the ticket to be back for such a short while. However, I might save up and surprise her. Money is tight right now but I'm still optimistic that a raise is coming -- someday :)
That's about all the excitement for now...
I would love to post some of my ideas on here but considering I think she checks the site from time to time, I will have to keep my ideas closed until after the party.
I had big plans for Labor Day weekend - get home on Friday morning, hang out in GC and hit up the Tigers football game. Although OF COURSE every time I try to go home and see a game, they're playing away that night. Since when do they EVER play away over Labor Day weekend? I mean, it IS the county fair weekend!! Oh well.. It will leave some good time to hang out with my dad and see good ol' GC in it's prime form. Then Saturday we'll take off for Omaha for the festivities. Return to GC on Sunday where I hope to hitch a spin on the Snyder's new pontoon and then catch a Labor Day picnic on Monday with my mom's family and celebrate Grandma's 95th birthday.
Weekends like that excite me so much. I love going home when I have the chance to see lots of people (like Fair/summer holiday weekends when so many people will be back in Guthrie), and it will give me the chance to do so many important things in one trip.
I was worried today because I realized I won't be back in Iowa until June for Colby's wedding and since the event is so far away, it won't leave any time to check in with the family. I was worried about not seeing my grandparents until August but I think we're going to work something out to see them during that trip, even if it's just for a little bit. I had thoughts about coming back for a VERY fast trip for Mother's Day but my mom didn't think it would be worth the cost of the ticket to be back for such a short while. However, I might save up and surprise her. Money is tight right now but I'm still optimistic that a raise is coming -- someday :)
That's about all the excitement for now...
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Just another Sunday...
Today was my first Easter away from my family. I know Easter isn't a huge holiday like Thanksgiving or Christmas, but it has been a bit of a big deal the last few years for me. I moved to San Diego two years ago on the Monday after Easter. It was my last holiday to say goodbye to everyone -- then last year, I accepted my new job position and took a week off before starting to go home for the holiday and check in with the family. So there have always been some big happenings around this time of year, and yet here I am - a little lost.
I went back to church today which was a great experience. I hadn't been since around Christmas, and I'm not sure why I don't make an effort more. I usually get a lot out of the services and it just makes me start the week on a better feeling. Today was of course a packed house, and there was the cutest little boy sitting right behind me that would yell "Yay!!!" after the special brass horn section would finish accompanying the choir. It was adorable.
I then went over to my fabulous friends, Ashley & Matt's, townhouse for dinner. We just all remembered yesterday while watching the UNLV basketball game that Iowa State is playing UNLV out here this fall and tailgating plans have already been made. We got verrrrrrry excited and I am already ecstatic for fall to come around.
Another item to look forward to -- my big 25th birthday. The Fourth of July is on a Friday this year so the celebration could get crazy. Now if all of my friends would stop moving away, we could plan a craaaazy shindig! :)
I'm trying to find something to really look forward to every month to help time pass faster and take my mind off of work. Here's what I've got so far:
April -- vacation in Newport Beach with April and Amanda
May -- trying reallllllllllly hard to get back home for Mother's Day
June -- Colby's wedding
July -- my birthday!
August -- Stephanie's bachelorette party
September -- football season begins!
October -- Nate & Stephanie's wedding
November -- Thanksgiving
December -- Christmas
I think that's enough to get me through 2008. I can't believe I'm already planning this all out in March, but I just want to be prepared to get through the next few months in case they turn out to be more difficult than I'm hoping.
That's all for now. Here's to a new week!
I went back to church today which was a great experience. I hadn't been since around Christmas, and I'm not sure why I don't make an effort more. I usually get a lot out of the services and it just makes me start the week on a better feeling. Today was of course a packed house, and there was the cutest little boy sitting right behind me that would yell "Yay!!!" after the special brass horn section would finish accompanying the choir. It was adorable.
I then went over to my fabulous friends, Ashley & Matt's, townhouse for dinner. We just all remembered yesterday while watching the UNLV basketball game that Iowa State is playing UNLV out here this fall and tailgating plans have already been made. We got verrrrrrry excited and I am already ecstatic for fall to come around.
Another item to look forward to -- my big 25th birthday. The Fourth of July is on a Friday this year so the celebration could get crazy. Now if all of my friends would stop moving away, we could plan a craaaazy shindig! :)
I'm trying to find something to really look forward to every month to help time pass faster and take my mind off of work. Here's what I've got so far:
April -- vacation in Newport Beach with April and Amanda
May -- trying reallllllllllly hard to get back home for Mother's Day
June -- Colby's wedding
July -- my birthday!
August -- Stephanie's bachelorette party
September -- football season begins!
October -- Nate & Stephanie's wedding
November -- Thanksgiving
December -- Christmas
I think that's enough to get me through 2008. I can't believe I'm already planning this all out in March, but I just want to be prepared to get through the next few months in case they turn out to be more difficult than I'm hoping.
That's all for now. Here's to a new week!
Friday, March 21, 2008
Growing up is hard to do...
I've been holding in a lot of anger the past few weeks, stemming mostly from frustration. I've been dedicating so much of myself to my career that suddenly I realized that my social life is completely absent and I'm at the same job title and salary that I would have gotten straight out of college over two years ago.
Somehow.. this does not add up. I ask for feedback. Nothing but rave reviews. Which is good.. but still doesn't eliminate my frustration.
My father tells me I need to have more patience... something that has never been one of my strongest virtues.
I think more than anything it brings on self-doubt, paranoia, and hurt that maybe I've chosen the wrong path, maybe this is something that I'm just no good at. My boss assured me otherwise, but those feelings just don't disappear.
In a way, it makes me terrified. I mean, I love my job. I literally love getting up and going to work every day. I'm so incredibly passionate about my clients - sometimes it even amazes me. But if this isn't what I'm supposed to be doing, why am I spending so much time here, dedicating every ounce of energy I have into this? Why am I spending time away from my family?
I will wait this out. It can't always be fast and it can't always be fair. I will try my best to swallow my pride and see what happens. But it hurts and it's hard. I just hope in the end it's worth it. I really want it to be.
Somehow.. this does not add up. I ask for feedback. Nothing but rave reviews. Which is good.. but still doesn't eliminate my frustration.
My father tells me I need to have more patience... something that has never been one of my strongest virtues.
I think more than anything it brings on self-doubt, paranoia, and hurt that maybe I've chosen the wrong path, maybe this is something that I'm just no good at. My boss assured me otherwise, but those feelings just don't disappear.
In a way, it makes me terrified. I mean, I love my job. I literally love getting up and going to work every day. I'm so incredibly passionate about my clients - sometimes it even amazes me. But if this isn't what I'm supposed to be doing, why am I spending so much time here, dedicating every ounce of energy I have into this? Why am I spending time away from my family?
I will wait this out. It can't always be fast and it can't always be fair. I will try my best to swallow my pride and see what happens. But it hurts and it's hard. I just hope in the end it's worth it. I really want it to be.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Friday, March 7, 2008
Things that make you go "Huh???"
You know when you're watching a movie and a young girl realizes she is turning into her mother and has a freak out moment? Yep, that just happened to me...
Ma - I love you and I hope you aren't reading this but if you are, I write this with a lot of love and admiration for you...
But every night before my grandparents would come to visit or we'd have a family outing, my mom was like a crack addict that just had their first taste of heroin. She was cleaning the house like a mad woman, and she always insisted we cleaned areas that no visitor, friend or even the closest family members would ever have any chance of possibly seeing. I remember one night going downstairs well after midnight and finding her in our laundry/utility room in the basement, trying to organize her old play costumes. I mean, really?? What reason would my uncle have to take a peak in there? Or why would my best girl friends over for a sleepover want to see in my brother's closet? God bless her though.. The house always looked great.
And now, the night before she arrives to visit and stay at my house, I just found myself scrubbing the death out of the bottom of my soap dispenser. I'm not really sure why, but it still had some sticker residue on it and by God, I was going to get it off.
And that's when it hit me.. I am my mother's child. For sure. No doubt. Definitely.
But I didn't freak out. All in all, she's a pretty cool broad and I'm excited to see her tomorrow and give her a safe haven from the horrible winter that Iowa has been hit with.
But Ma, I'm leaving my bathroom floors dirty. There is hair in the corners and dust, but as much as I love you, I'm not about to get on my hands and knees at 12:30 am. If anyone knows I'm not perfect, it's you, and I'm pretty ok with that :-)
Happy Friday, y'all!! It's been a long week -- enjoy!
Ma - I love you and I hope you aren't reading this but if you are, I write this with a lot of love and admiration for you...
But every night before my grandparents would come to visit or we'd have a family outing, my mom was like a crack addict that just had their first taste of heroin. She was cleaning the house like a mad woman, and she always insisted we cleaned areas that no visitor, friend or even the closest family members would ever have any chance of possibly seeing. I remember one night going downstairs well after midnight and finding her in our laundry/utility room in the basement, trying to organize her old play costumes. I mean, really?? What reason would my uncle have to take a peak in there? Or why would my best girl friends over for a sleepover want to see in my brother's closet? God bless her though.. The house always looked great.
And now, the night before she arrives to visit and stay at my house, I just found myself scrubbing the death out of the bottom of my soap dispenser. I'm not really sure why, but it still had some sticker residue on it and by God, I was going to get it off.
And that's when it hit me.. I am my mother's child. For sure. No doubt. Definitely.
But I didn't freak out. All in all, she's a pretty cool broad and I'm excited to see her tomorrow and give her a safe haven from the horrible winter that Iowa has been hit with.
But Ma, I'm leaving my bathroom floors dirty. There is hair in the corners and dust, but as much as I love you, I'm not about to get on my hands and knees at 12:30 am. If anyone knows I'm not perfect, it's you, and I'm pretty ok with that :-)
Happy Friday, y'all!! It's been a long week -- enjoy!
Sunday, March 2, 2008
You're only young once... Or so I'm trying to convince my toes.
What a marathon weekend of activity.. Friday night Jax and I had to work an event at 54 and then went to hang out at our other nightclub client (reminder: I have to be careful mentioning my client's names b/c I don't necessarily need my personal blog popping up during our web media searches...) We had some good team bonding with the crew and then I met back up with Jessi + friends for some dancing at 54 again. It was a pretty late night of dancing but it was a good time to say the least. My feet were not loving me later on in the night and most of Saturday, but that's the price you pay for wearing high heels and being on your feet for 7 hours straight - yowch!
Last night I knew the group was going to head out to another nightclub and I promised my feet it would not be a late night. When we hopped in a cab at 4 am, they were not happy I lied to them. Although I will admit that having someone pay for table service (thus getting to sit for a couple hours) was a MAJOR help.
The funny thing -- even living in the capitol of nightlife -- it's VERY rare for me to go out two nights in a row. I can't even remember the last time I did it. It was fun, but I'm glad it's not every night.
This week will probably fly by like they all do, but I am so excited for Friday when my mom arrives to visit for the weekend. Last time she was in town, she came during the week so we only got to hang out at night - not leaving me much time to show her anything beyond the strip - which is an unrealistic visit to Vegas when you actually know someone that lives here.
Even better -- the cherry blossom trees are just starting to bloom so they should be perfect by the time she gets here. Plus daylight savings time will give us even more hours to explore the beautiful scenery including Red Rock Canyon, Valley of Fire, possibly Hoover Dam, etc...
In other news.. my roommate is out of town this week for work. I don't know what happened to me as a kid - if I was permanently damaged by Nightmare on Elm Street or what.. But when I am in a house to myself, I analyze every single little noise or sound. I freak myself out -- hence why I am blogging at midnight instead of crashing to prepare for the big week ahead... I know I'm not the only one that does this, but seriously -- I'm 24. I shouldn't still be afraid of the dark on some level. Or is this normal? Does everyone do this on some level?
Ok time to turn the laptop off and crash. Have a great week!
Last night I knew the group was going to head out to another nightclub and I promised my feet it would not be a late night. When we hopped in a cab at 4 am, they were not happy I lied to them. Although I will admit that having someone pay for table service (thus getting to sit for a couple hours) was a MAJOR help.
The funny thing -- even living in the capitol of nightlife -- it's VERY rare for me to go out two nights in a row. I can't even remember the last time I did it. It was fun, but I'm glad it's not every night.
This week will probably fly by like they all do, but I am so excited for Friday when my mom arrives to visit for the weekend. Last time she was in town, she came during the week so we only got to hang out at night - not leaving me much time to show her anything beyond the strip - which is an unrealistic visit to Vegas when you actually know someone that lives here.
Even better -- the cherry blossom trees are just starting to bloom so they should be perfect by the time she gets here. Plus daylight savings time will give us even more hours to explore the beautiful scenery including Red Rock Canyon, Valley of Fire, possibly Hoover Dam, etc...
In other news.. my roommate is out of town this week for work. I don't know what happened to me as a kid - if I was permanently damaged by Nightmare on Elm Street or what.. But when I am in a house to myself, I analyze every single little noise or sound. I freak myself out -- hence why I am blogging at midnight instead of crashing to prepare for the big week ahead... I know I'm not the only one that does this, but seriously -- I'm 24. I shouldn't still be afraid of the dark on some level. Or is this normal? Does everyone do this on some level?
Ok time to turn the laptop off and crash. Have a great week!
Monday, February 18, 2008
Friday, February 1, 2008
Just a little distraction...
I've never been able to figure out why I don't like Bridget Moynahan.. I mean, she's like the girl next door AND her last name is similar to mine. When the whole Gisele/Tom Brady thing went down, I couldn't figure out for the life of me why I wasn't pulling for Bridget.. I mean, HELLO! Girl next door should always get the QB over the supermodel.. I mean, rooting for B speaks to my own lifestyle... But I never did. I recently figured out why...
In preparation for the highly anticipated Sex and the City movie coming out in May, I've been borrowing Jenna's seasons on DVD and watching every episode from start to finish.. I recently started season 3 (ok - I'll admit, I started it two days ago and am already on episode 12...) Duh.. Why didn't I figure it out before?? BRIDGET MOYNAHAN IS NATASHA... Natasha... What a bullshit name...
That being said.. I know every S&TC fan always tries to relate with one character and in reality, almost all of us want to be Carrie... The more I watch, the more I realize how I have a bit of all of them in me... The publicist (Samantha), the friend (Carrie), the innocent one (Charlotte), but most of all, I am happy to admit that I am a Miranda. Now if I could only find my Steve...
I wonder if S&TC will ever turn into a Broadway musical.. Now that would be comedic.
In other news... I took April to the Cirque de Soleil show LOVE at The Mirage tonight. It was hands-down the best show I've seen in Vegas. Most shows I get stir crazy and I'm ready for it to be over, even if I like it, but this one, I seriously was sad when they came on for the closing number... I thought after seeing Le Reve at the Wynn that I would never really dig a Cirque show.. I need a plot, a story line, and hey - even a chorus line will make me happy. But this show was seriously amazing... The soundtrack alone gave me goosebumps and made me fall even deeper in love with The Beatles than I ever thought possible...
And you know as I ramble on and on about these meaningless thoughts I know that this post is just yet another distraction to talk about what's really been going on lately. Death is something I have never understood and will probably never understand when it happens tragically or all too quickly. I understood when it was my grandmother that was lying in a hospital, full of pain and suffering. I got that she was ready, and I didn't want her to struggle.. But when it happens to someone young, it never is an easy pill to swallow....
Not only have I been struggling with this, it is even more difficult to see your friends struggle even worse.
I have never considered myself someone to take things for granted. Most of my friends know that I love them and would walk to the ends of the earth for anything they ever needed.. But it still feels good to say it. Or type it. Just share it.
And I sleep a little easier at night just knowing they know that...
In preparation for the highly anticipated Sex and the City movie coming out in May, I've been borrowing Jenna's seasons on DVD and watching every episode from start to finish.. I recently started season 3 (ok - I'll admit, I started it two days ago and am already on episode 12...) Duh.. Why didn't I figure it out before?? BRIDGET MOYNAHAN IS NATASHA... Natasha... What a bullshit name...
That being said.. I know every S&TC fan always tries to relate with one character and in reality, almost all of us want to be Carrie... The more I watch, the more I realize how I have a bit of all of them in me... The publicist (Samantha), the friend (Carrie), the innocent one (Charlotte), but most of all, I am happy to admit that I am a Miranda. Now if I could only find my Steve...
I wonder if S&TC will ever turn into a Broadway musical.. Now that would be comedic.
In other news... I took April to the Cirque de Soleil show LOVE at The Mirage tonight. It was hands-down the best show I've seen in Vegas. Most shows I get stir crazy and I'm ready for it to be over, even if I like it, but this one, I seriously was sad when they came on for the closing number... I thought after seeing Le Reve at the Wynn that I would never really dig a Cirque show.. I need a plot, a story line, and hey - even a chorus line will make me happy. But this show was seriously amazing... The soundtrack alone gave me goosebumps and made me fall even deeper in love with The Beatles than I ever thought possible...
And you know as I ramble on and on about these meaningless thoughts I know that this post is just yet another distraction to talk about what's really been going on lately. Death is something I have never understood and will probably never understand when it happens tragically or all too quickly. I understood when it was my grandmother that was lying in a hospital, full of pain and suffering. I got that she was ready, and I didn't want her to struggle.. But when it happens to someone young, it never is an easy pill to swallow....
Not only have I been struggling with this, it is even more difficult to see your friends struggle even worse.
I have never considered myself someone to take things for granted. Most of my friends know that I love them and would walk to the ends of the earth for anything they ever needed.. But it still feels good to say it. Or type it. Just share it.
And I sleep a little easier at night just knowing they know that...
Thursday, January 3, 2008
One of the many perks of being an Iowan...
Is the invasion of politicians every four years for the Iowa Caucus. Funny how when I was back, everyone there was totally over it though... The ads, the events, the speeches, etc.. They've been flooded with info the last few months because of tonight's caucuses.
However, I would love to be there right now. I would love to have been in Des Moines to hear this speech.
When I ask people if they are caucusing in Nevada and they look at me like I'm crazy, I'm never really sure what my reaction should be. I don't understand how people can not be "in" to politics. It effects you every single day... And with the way things have gone the past 8 years, how can you not being breaking down any doors stopping you making a CHANGE?
Four years ago, I was studying political science at Iowa State University. My favorite professor, Jim Hutter, had a course every two years to discuss political elections. Throughout the course you also had to volunteer on a campaign 50+ hours or so... This was one of my favorite courses throughout my 4.5 years as a college student. It changed my whole perspective on the political process and truly inspired me to be a part of the elections and absorb all of the knowledge around me.
I worked on the Kerry campaign. I caucused for Kerry in the beginning - when everyone said Howard Dean would win - and this was before the infamous squeal. I truly believed in the Kerry/Edwards campaign. I almost got run over while knocking on doors for him (crazy conservatives...) And when he lost, I cried. I felt so defeated.
When Kerry gave his concession speech, I remember crying even harder. I looked up what he said to find what moved me... It was this: I think of the brigades of students and people, young and old, who took time to travel, time off from work, their own vacation time, to work in states far and wide. They braved the hot days of summer and the cold days of the fall and the winter to knock on door because they were determined to open the doors of opportunity to all Americans.
They worked their hearts out. And I wish, you don't know how much, that I could have brought this race home for you, for them. And I say to them now: Don't lose faith. What you did made a difference. And building on itself, we go on to make a difference another day.
Whether you liked him or not, he knew we needed change. We all knew we needed change. And I hope so much that is upon us now.
I find inspiration in Barrack Obama, and I am excited to caucus for him in the great state of Nevada on January 19th. I need to know there is more out there than what I've seen our country struggled through the past eight years.
However, I would love to be there right now. I would love to have been in Des Moines to hear this speech.
When I ask people if they are caucusing in Nevada and they look at me like I'm crazy, I'm never really sure what my reaction should be. I don't understand how people can not be "in" to politics. It effects you every single day... And with the way things have gone the past 8 years, how can you not being breaking down any doors stopping you making a CHANGE?
Four years ago, I was studying political science at Iowa State University. My favorite professor, Jim Hutter, had a course every two years to discuss political elections. Throughout the course you also had to volunteer on a campaign 50+ hours or so... This was one of my favorite courses throughout my 4.5 years as a college student. It changed my whole perspective on the political process and truly inspired me to be a part of the elections and absorb all of the knowledge around me.
I worked on the Kerry campaign. I caucused for Kerry in the beginning - when everyone said Howard Dean would win - and this was before the infamous squeal. I truly believed in the Kerry/Edwards campaign. I almost got run over while knocking on doors for him (crazy conservatives...) And when he lost, I cried. I felt so defeated.
When Kerry gave his concession speech, I remember crying even harder. I looked up what he said to find what moved me... It was this: I think of the brigades of students and people, young and old, who took time to travel, time off from work, their own vacation time, to work in states far and wide. They braved the hot days of summer and the cold days of the fall and the winter to knock on door because they were determined to open the doors of opportunity to all Americans.
They worked their hearts out. And I wish, you don't know how much, that I could have brought this race home for you, for them. And I say to them now: Don't lose faith. What you did made a difference. And building on itself, we go on to make a difference another day.
Whether you liked him or not, he knew we needed change. We all knew we needed change. And I hope so much that is upon us now.
I find inspiration in Barrack Obama, and I am excited to caucus for him in the great state of Nevada on January 19th. I need to know there is more out there than what I've seen our country struggled through the past eight years.
Monday, December 31, 2007
I'm probably the lamest Las Vegan ever...
Or so I thought until I got to work today and found out that I was not the only one that preferred to stay in and do absolutely nothing in one of the craziest cities in the world on New Year's Eve.
Last year I did it up right. A bunch of my girlfriends and I got a hotel room at Caesar's, we hung out on the strip all night, counted down with thousands of people, watched the fireworks explode off the casinos, had an assortment of alcoholic beverages, and kissed a random boy standing next to me at midnight (no need to mention it was the worst kiss of my life -- it was midnight and I wasn't about to be picky)...
But this year.. I've just returned from eight days of vacation. Eight days that have entirely whiped me out. Eight days where I never consecutively slept in the same bed for more than two nights. And honestly, only had one really good night's sleep because I was totally exhausted from traveling the first day, bridesmaid dress shopping, and the calm of the winter blizzard that hit the second after I landed.
So I think instead of spending a lot of money at a nightclub I'm too tired to enjoy or going to the strip with some of my insane friends that plan to be there passed out on the curbs until the wee hours of the morning, I'm really excited to go with my roommate to our friend Brooke's for appetizers and then dinner with them and a few friends. Brooke is an amazing cook so even apps at her house will make me happy. And turning in early is A-ok with me.
I have such a big week ahead, and I'm already only operating on 50% steam. I don't need to go out, be out all night, and be operating at 35% for the rest of the week.
And yes, as I write this, I'm trying to convince myself that this is the right decision. Hence my having to reiterate it to my friend, my mom, my roommate, my blog readers, etc. Part of my brain is saying, "You idiot.. You live in LAS VEGAS. How can you not go to the strip?? You're not going to live here forever!!" But I'm just really trying to tell that part of my brain to go to sleep first and let me have a little R&R.
I hope everyone has an amazingly safe and wonderful New Year! And congrats to my beautiful cousin, Julia, and her now fiance' Tom, after just getting engaged a few hours ago!!! What an amazing way to end a great year :-)
Last year I did it up right. A bunch of my girlfriends and I got a hotel room at Caesar's, we hung out on the strip all night, counted down with thousands of people, watched the fireworks explode off the casinos, had an assortment of alcoholic beverages, and kissed a random boy standing next to me at midnight (no need to mention it was the worst kiss of my life -- it was midnight and I wasn't about to be picky)...
But this year.. I've just returned from eight days of vacation. Eight days that have entirely whiped me out. Eight days where I never consecutively slept in the same bed for more than two nights. And honestly, only had one really good night's sleep because I was totally exhausted from traveling the first day, bridesmaid dress shopping, and the calm of the winter blizzard that hit the second after I landed.
So I think instead of spending a lot of money at a nightclub I'm too tired to enjoy or going to the strip with some of my insane friends that plan to be there passed out on the curbs until the wee hours of the morning, I'm really excited to go with my roommate to our friend Brooke's for appetizers and then dinner with them and a few friends. Brooke is an amazing cook so even apps at her house will make me happy. And turning in early is A-ok with me.
I have such a big week ahead, and I'm already only operating on 50% steam. I don't need to go out, be out all night, and be operating at 35% for the rest of the week.
And yes, as I write this, I'm trying to convince myself that this is the right decision. Hence my having to reiterate it to my friend, my mom, my roommate, my blog readers, etc. Part of my brain is saying, "You idiot.. You live in LAS VEGAS. How can you not go to the strip?? You're not going to live here forever!!" But I'm just really trying to tell that part of my brain to go to sleep first and let me have a little R&R.
I hope everyone has an amazingly safe and wonderful New Year! And congrats to my beautiful cousin, Julia, and her now fiance' Tom, after just getting engaged a few hours ago!!! What an amazing way to end a great year :-)
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Sayonara 2007!
I just returned from a great 8 day vacation back in Iowa, and I am completely exhausted. However, I wanted to get some thoughts out for my memories before I fall into my bed, avoiding unpacking for a couple more days :-)
I really do love Christmas. It's just such an appreciative time. Iowa was so so very cold, but I will admit it was pretty to have a white holiday. I of course loved spending time with my family. A few highlights were definitely hanging out with my cousin Brett's two little girls who I absolutely adore. It was also great to play games at the Monaghan Xmas and bond with my girl cousins at the Andrew Xmas. I have an awesome family, and I am always so happy to get to spend more time with them.
On another note, I rarely leave Iowa without a swollen heart after spending amazing times with my friends back there. I am so truly blessed to be able to go home and see such wonderful people and know that no matter what, they will be there to support me. The first night I stayed at Jess and Steph's place, and we looked through Jessica's photo albums from when we were little. It was hilarious looking at pictures of all of us at birthday parties when we were 5 and 6.. To realize that we've been friends for that long, remained so close despite 1500 miles between us, it just makes me feel so incredibly lucky to have these people in my life.
So all that mushiness aside, this has been a pretty incredible year.. To recap, I found this survey I did back in 2003, and figured I would just update it. Hope you all have a fantastic New Year's and that 2008 is wonderful for you!
MOST ANTICIPATED MOMENT OF 2007: My summer trips.. I was so homesick, and to get to spend time with my dad in San Francisco, my mom in Kansas City and my best friend in Phoenix, it was enough to get me through a couple more months before getting to go home.
BEST PARTY OF 2007: This is a toss-up between my dad's 60th birthday party which was a lot of fun or Shaun & Julie Moylan's wedding.. I mean, you can't really beat an Irish wedding reception :) But it was great to plan such a big surprise for my dad as well.
BEST PURCHASE OF 2007: Hmm.. thats a tough one. Probably my new cell phone. I'm still a big fan especially since it has lasted many drops :)
BEST SUPPORT GROUP OF 2007: My mom has especially been a rockstar this year through all my troubles with work, being homesick, family issues.
BEST SUMMER HOUSE GUESTS OF 2007: It wasn't really summer, but I loved Jessica and Stephanie coming to visit in April. Mostly because Steph had never been here before and we got to do lots of fun things together.
BEST SPONTANEOUS VACATION OF 2007: The trip to LA for the Notre Dame vs. UCLA game with Brad and Tiff. We literally decided at 9:30 am on Friday that we would leave at 8 pm that night. We seriously had so much fun and Notre Dame actually won!!!
BEST MOMENT OF 2007: How can you pick one moment... Getting my new job offer, working my first big event, all my crazy travels this summer and fall, my birthday celebrations, San Francisco with dad, Kansas City with mom, visiting Kelly in Phoenix, finally getting to go back to Iowa to see Devan play after being away for 6 months and battling some bad homesickness, trips to the OG with my Vegas girls, college football Saturdays... seriously -- it's been a good year.
BEST TV SHOW OF 2007: Gossip Girls.. Penn Badgley, I heart you.
BEST JOB OF 2007: Working Rock for the Cure.. It was such an insane rush to get to work such a huge event for an amazing cause. Plus the celeb sightings wasn't bad at all either ;-)
BEST THRILL OF 2007: Working the Ocean's 13 movie premiere red carpet
BEST DECISION OF 2007: Taking my new job position. I am so excited by what I'm doing every day, and I am truly very happy.
I really do love Christmas. It's just such an appreciative time. Iowa was so so very cold, but I will admit it was pretty to have a white holiday. I of course loved spending time with my family. A few highlights were definitely hanging out with my cousin Brett's two little girls who I absolutely adore. It was also great to play games at the Monaghan Xmas and bond with my girl cousins at the Andrew Xmas. I have an awesome family, and I am always so happy to get to spend more time with them.
On another note, I rarely leave Iowa without a swollen heart after spending amazing times with my friends back there. I am so truly blessed to be able to go home and see such wonderful people and know that no matter what, they will be there to support me. The first night I stayed at Jess and Steph's place, and we looked through Jessica's photo albums from when we were little. It was hilarious looking at pictures of all of us at birthday parties when we were 5 and 6.. To realize that we've been friends for that long, remained so close despite 1500 miles between us, it just makes me feel so incredibly lucky to have these people in my life.
So all that mushiness aside, this has been a pretty incredible year.. To recap, I found this survey I did back in 2003, and figured I would just update it. Hope you all have a fantastic New Year's and that 2008 is wonderful for you!
MOST ANTICIPATED MOMENT OF 2007: My summer trips.. I was so homesick, and to get to spend time with my dad in San Francisco, my mom in Kansas City and my best friend in Phoenix, it was enough to get me through a couple more months before getting to go home.
BEST PARTY OF 2007: This is a toss-up between my dad's 60th birthday party which was a lot of fun or Shaun & Julie Moylan's wedding.. I mean, you can't really beat an Irish wedding reception :) But it was great to plan such a big surprise for my dad as well.
BEST PURCHASE OF 2007: Hmm.. thats a tough one. Probably my new cell phone. I'm still a big fan especially since it has lasted many drops :)
BEST SUPPORT GROUP OF 2007: My mom has especially been a rockstar this year through all my troubles with work, being homesick, family issues.
BEST SUMMER HOUSE GUESTS OF 2007: It wasn't really summer, but I loved Jessica and Stephanie coming to visit in April. Mostly because Steph had never been here before and we got to do lots of fun things together.
BEST SPONTANEOUS VACATION OF 2007: The trip to LA for the Notre Dame vs. UCLA game with Brad and Tiff. We literally decided at 9:30 am on Friday that we would leave at 8 pm that night. We seriously had so much fun and Notre Dame actually won!!!
BEST MOMENT OF 2007: How can you pick one moment... Getting my new job offer, working my first big event, all my crazy travels this summer and fall, my birthday celebrations, San Francisco with dad, Kansas City with mom, visiting Kelly in Phoenix, finally getting to go back to Iowa to see Devan play after being away for 6 months and battling some bad homesickness, trips to the OG with my Vegas girls, college football Saturdays... seriously -- it's been a good year.
BEST TV SHOW OF 2007: Gossip Girls.. Penn Badgley, I heart you.
BEST JOB OF 2007: Working Rock for the Cure.. It was such an insane rush to get to work such a huge event for an amazing cause. Plus the celeb sightings wasn't bad at all either ;-)
BEST THRILL OF 2007: Working the Ocean's 13 movie premiere red carpet
BEST DECISION OF 2007: Taking my new job position. I am so excited by what I'm doing every day, and I am truly very happy.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
I'll be home for Christmas...
When I look back on past holidays, I always remember my favorite Christmas as the year my dad got me my own little tree for my bedroom. In reality, I now know that the bank Christmas tree was too tall and they had to cut off the top. This little "Charlie Brown tree" as my mom called it, was brought to my room where I decorated it with lights and ornaments and I thought it was the most incredibly beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I loved it so much, even though now looking back on it, it was probably a pitiful little dead piece of evergreen. It's something I've never forgotten.
I love Christmas. I always have. Ever since I was ten, I took over putting the lights outside our house. I was the 'Clark Griswold' of the family. This year I decorated my own house as best I could on an extremely tight budget. I had envisioned a beautiful gorgeous tree, but that was not possible with the balance in my checking account. So as I was at the grocery store on Sunday, I saw this little two foot fake tree. It reminded me of the tree I had as a little girl, and at $3.97 it was right in my budget. I took it home, decorated it with a string of lights, and now it makes me smile every time I walk into our living room.
The holidays are tough. It's hard to be so far from my family. It's also hard to think of my parents divorced during this time of year. I went to church on Sunday, the first week of Advent. I always think churches are so incredibly beautiful during this time of year and was excited to go and hear Christmas hymns. At the beginning of the service, a young family with a beautiful little blonde girl in a red velvet dress got up to read and light the first candle of Advent. I couldn't help but fight back tears thinking back to all the years my family stood at the front of the Presbyterian Church in Guthrie Center doing this exact same thing. I'm so happy to have those memories but it almost makes the reality of our family status even harder to face during this time of year.
I keep thinking this will get easier. It has gotten easier. But it will never be 'easy.'
Either way, I'm lucky to have two wonderful parents who both love me, whether they are together or apart. They are both incredibly supportive in my life, and I love them and appreciate them more now than I probably would ever have if we hadn't gone through this together.
So this week starts the Christmas parties. Saturday is an ugly sweater party at a friend's house. Next Friday is our company party out at Lake Las Vegas. Then next Saturday is another ugly sweater party. Then the 22nd I will be heading home for a week. Hopefully this trip/holiday goes better than Thanksgiving did.
Happy Holidays!
I love Christmas. I always have. Ever since I was ten, I took over putting the lights outside our house. I was the 'Clark Griswold' of the family. This year I decorated my own house as best I could on an extremely tight budget. I had envisioned a beautiful gorgeous tree, but that was not possible with the balance in my checking account. So as I was at the grocery store on Sunday, I saw this little two foot fake tree. It reminded me of the tree I had as a little girl, and at $3.97 it was right in my budget. I took it home, decorated it with a string of lights, and now it makes me smile every time I walk into our living room.
The holidays are tough. It's hard to be so far from my family. It's also hard to think of my parents divorced during this time of year. I went to church on Sunday, the first week of Advent. I always think churches are so incredibly beautiful during this time of year and was excited to go and hear Christmas hymns. At the beginning of the service, a young family with a beautiful little blonde girl in a red velvet dress got up to read and light the first candle of Advent. I couldn't help but fight back tears thinking back to all the years my family stood at the front of the Presbyterian Church in Guthrie Center doing this exact same thing. I'm so happy to have those memories but it almost makes the reality of our family status even harder to face during this time of year.
I keep thinking this will get easier. It has gotten easier. But it will never be 'easy.'
Either way, I'm lucky to have two wonderful parents who both love me, whether they are together or apart. They are both incredibly supportive in my life, and I love them and appreciate them more now than I probably would ever have if we hadn't gone through this together.
So this week starts the Christmas parties. Saturday is an ugly sweater party at a friend's house. Next Friday is our company party out at Lake Las Vegas. Then next Saturday is another ugly sweater party. Then the 22nd I will be heading home for a week. Hopefully this trip/holiday goes better than Thanksgiving did.
Happy Holidays!
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Exhaustion never tasted so sweet...
Talk about a marathon week at work! My main client had their annual fundraiser Rock for the Cure event on Thursday and the celebs really showed up to do their part. Paris Hilton, Criss Angel, Larry King, Sylvester Stallone, Kimberly and Sean Stewart, Tommy Lee, Miss USA & Miss Universe, Howie Mandel were all there. Rod Stewart performed, and I never knew I liked him music until I recognized almost all of the songs. I also got to meet him and his son Sean (who is hot but quite a mess at the same time) which was amazing. In reality, I talked to all of them when we had to work the red carpet and then ask permission for photos for our own coverage to service the news.
Not bad for a girl from Guthrie Center, Iowa!
My boss and I worked from 9 am on Thursday until 5 am on Friday non-stop.. I finally got home, collapsed in my bed, only to get up at 7:30 am to head in to work and start tracking all the coverage. We've had a lot of great reports - mostly from celebrity blogs about the Kim Stewart + Tommy Lee romance. Either way -- it's getting my client's name out there which is especially important because they are an amazing organization that I feel incredibly lucky to have some small role within.
I hit my breaking point of exhaustion last night when I got home at 6:30 pm after delivering one last tape to Extra's offices in town. I tried to last until 9 to watch Friday Night Lights, but I was in my bed and out of it by 7:30. One of my friends called me a little after 9, which I thought I dreamt until I saw we talked for 3 minutes in my call log. I bet I made absolutely no sense to him, and to be honest, I have no idea what we talked about - haha.
But it was all worth it to wake up this morning to an email from my boss telling me I kicked butt on this. Ultimately, my goal is just to prove myself within this agency that is made up of 30+ capable and amazing young publicists. I want to show that I'm willing to put in the extra effort to see my client come out on top, and I want to continue to grow here.
I know I had a rough battle with homesickness before going back. However, the drama of my hometown last trip made me realize first and foremost that there isn't a lot of change taking place in Iowa. That is both good and bad. Mostly it reminded me that no matter how long I'm away, my friends there will always remain my friends. I fell right back into place with my girls and truly had an amazing bonding experience with all of my boys that I look to as additional brothers. I think it was eye-opening to see that it's ok for me to be so far away but still know that my love and loyalty for all of those amazing people that took part in the first 22 years of my life remains constant.
I'm hoping it will give me the boost to really dive into Las Vegas and accept the future that I know is possible here.
It's truly one of the most exciting times of my life, and I am so blessed to have amazing friends, both far and near, the best family in the entire world, and God in my life to guide me through all of this.
Not bad for a girl from Guthrie Center, Iowa!
My boss and I worked from 9 am on Thursday until 5 am on Friday non-stop.. I finally got home, collapsed in my bed, only to get up at 7:30 am to head in to work and start tracking all the coverage. We've had a lot of great reports - mostly from celebrity blogs about the Kim Stewart + Tommy Lee romance. Either way -- it's getting my client's name out there which is especially important because they are an amazing organization that I feel incredibly lucky to have some small role within.
I hit my breaking point of exhaustion last night when I got home at 6:30 pm after delivering one last tape to Extra's offices in town. I tried to last until 9 to watch Friday Night Lights, but I was in my bed and out of it by 7:30. One of my friends called me a little after 9, which I thought I dreamt until I saw we talked for 3 minutes in my call log. I bet I made absolutely no sense to him, and to be honest, I have no idea what we talked about - haha.
But it was all worth it to wake up this morning to an email from my boss telling me I kicked butt on this. Ultimately, my goal is just to prove myself within this agency that is made up of 30+ capable and amazing young publicists. I want to show that I'm willing to put in the extra effort to see my client come out on top, and I want to continue to grow here.
I know I had a rough battle with homesickness before going back. However, the drama of my hometown last trip made me realize first and foremost that there isn't a lot of change taking place in Iowa. That is both good and bad. Mostly it reminded me that no matter how long I'm away, my friends there will always remain my friends. I fell right back into place with my girls and truly had an amazing bonding experience with all of my boys that I look to as additional brothers. I think it was eye-opening to see that it's ok for me to be so far away but still know that my love and loyalty for all of those amazing people that took part in the first 22 years of my life remains constant.
I'm hoping it will give me the boost to really dive into Las Vegas and accept the future that I know is possible here.
It's truly one of the most exciting times of my life, and I am so blessed to have amazing friends, both far and near, the best family in the entire world, and God in my life to guide me through all of this.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Damn you, country music...
I know I've said this before.. but.. country music makes me REALLY homesick. I don't know why -- it just has always reminded me of back home. Maybe because the story lines of most songs could be related to life in Iowa... I don't know.
The only problem... I am obsessed with country music right now. I can't stop listening to it. I play it every morning when I wake up, and I have been in a serious downloading frenzy with Rascal Flatts, Gary Allan, Carrie, Emerson Drive, etc right now..
I guess it's a good thing I'm going back to Iowa again this weekend. I was literally just there but I can't wait to get back. This is going to be such a fast trip though... I take the red-eye out on Friday night and get into Des Moines around 7:30 am on Saturday. My dad's *surprise* birthday is Saturday night and then I'm back to Vegas on Sunday night. I write openly about this because I had to break the news to my dad about his party since he had - OF COURSE - made plans to go out of town... He is impossible to plan a surprise for, but I still have a few tricks up my sleeve that he doesn't know about. I'm hoping it will be a really great party and a good night had by all.
After that, it's back to Vegas but only for two more weeks after that until Thanksgiving. And then I'll be back for about 8 days for Christmas.
I don't know what this homesick bug that has bitten me is all about... Maybe it's just because of fall and I love fall back home. By the time I have to deal with snow, I'm sure I'll get over it :-)
I think my best friend is planning a trip out here in January. Dad is thinking of coming for a golf tournament in February, and Mom had mentioned a trip after Valentine's Day is over. So I can't really complain.. For living so far away, I'm pretty lucky to get to touch base with the home land so often.
Some big things coming up this week at work. Hopefully it will be a good one but go quick so I can hop on that plane and be on my way!
The only problem... I am obsessed with country music right now. I can't stop listening to it. I play it every morning when I wake up, and I have been in a serious downloading frenzy with Rascal Flatts, Gary Allan, Carrie, Emerson Drive, etc right now..
I guess it's a good thing I'm going back to Iowa again this weekend. I was literally just there but I can't wait to get back. This is going to be such a fast trip though... I take the red-eye out on Friday night and get into Des Moines around 7:30 am on Saturday. My dad's *surprise* birthday is Saturday night and then I'm back to Vegas on Sunday night. I write openly about this because I had to break the news to my dad about his party since he had - OF COURSE - made plans to go out of town... He is impossible to plan a surprise for, but I still have a few tricks up my sleeve that he doesn't know about. I'm hoping it will be a really great party and a good night had by all.
After that, it's back to Vegas but only for two more weeks after that until Thanksgiving. And then I'll be back for about 8 days for Christmas.
I don't know what this homesick bug that has bitten me is all about... Maybe it's just because of fall and I love fall back home. By the time I have to deal with snow, I'm sure I'll get over it :-)
I think my best friend is planning a trip out here in January. Dad is thinking of coming for a golf tournament in February, and Mom had mentioned a trip after Valentine's Day is over. So I can't really complain.. For living so far away, I'm pretty lucky to get to touch base with the home land so often.
Some big things coming up this week at work. Hopefully it will be a good one but go quick so I can hop on that plane and be on my way!
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
I can't wait for this holiday to be over...
I've never been a big fan of Halloween. I think there is so much pressure to figure out a clever outfit or a funny one or a slutty one.. The girls in Vegas take slutty to a whole new level.. A friend of a friend last year actually pasted fake leaves over her nipples and vaginal region and went out as Eve (from Adam and Eve) to the nightclubs.. I guess she won a huge prize though worth like maybe $5k if not more.. So I suppose she's the smart one in the end..
Since I came up with nothing witty or slutty enough to head out, I stayed in and handled some of the trick-or-treaters that stopped by the house tonight.. They finally stopped ringing the doorbell around 9 pm. I went up to my room and opened my window to get ready for bed, and it smells like campfire, someone's burning something.. There aren't really leaves to burn so I'm not sure what it is, but it smells like heaven. A scent you never know you miss until you don't smell it enough...
Which reminds me... I think that the statement "don't know what you got until it's gone" is so true. Last weekend I was truly in awe of the amazing orange and yellow leaves back in Iowa. When I stopped in the ISU alumni office to pick up some decor for our events, I commented how great it is to see them. The woman helping me said, "Actually, they're not good at all this year.. I'm so disappointed." It took me about 30 seconds to pick my jaw up from the floor.
I can't wait to go home again. It's funny but I'm not sure what makes me more homesick, not going back forever or going, getting a taste and then having to leave. I'll be back so much in the next two months, but it makes me really happy. Hopefully the upcoming holidays will be a joyous event, everyone will get along, and everyone will have a good time.
Until then, work work work! :)
Since I came up with nothing witty or slutty enough to head out, I stayed in and handled some of the trick-or-treaters that stopped by the house tonight.. They finally stopped ringing the doorbell around 9 pm. I went up to my room and opened my window to get ready for bed, and it smells like campfire, someone's burning something.. There aren't really leaves to burn so I'm not sure what it is, but it smells like heaven. A scent you never know you miss until you don't smell it enough...
Which reminds me... I think that the statement "don't know what you got until it's gone" is so true. Last weekend I was truly in awe of the amazing orange and yellow leaves back in Iowa. When I stopped in the ISU alumni office to pick up some decor for our events, I commented how great it is to see them. The woman helping me said, "Actually, they're not good at all this year.. I'm so disappointed." It took me about 30 seconds to pick my jaw up from the floor.
I can't wait to go home again. It's funny but I'm not sure what makes me more homesick, not going back forever or going, getting a taste and then having to leave. I'll be back so much in the next two months, but it makes me really happy. Hopefully the upcoming holidays will be a joyous event, everyone will get along, and everyone will have a good time.
Until then, work work work! :)
Monday, October 29, 2007
A funny thing happened on the way to McD's...
Close to the lunch hour today I was heading from a meeting back to my office when I decided to stop at McDonald's and get an ice cream cone to hold me over before I could actually eat lunch. I went through the drive-up window, handed the first girl my $1.79 (I know, right?? When did the prices skyrocket on frozen cream??) and then went to pick it up. This guy comes to the window -- he was foreign, I think maybe Russian but I'm not sure.. He smiles at me and says "So beautiful!" and I look at this great cone he's made that would make my mom proud and say "Oh yes, it is a great cone!"
At this point he looks at me funny and points at me.. "No, YOU so beautiful. Have a nice day!"
Has Vegas jaded me so much that I can't even see a compliment coming? That I immediately think the complimentor is talking about someone or something else... EVEN something as trivial as an ice cream cone???
I started to think about this on my drive home... This guy didn't want anything from me -- not my phone number, not to see me again. He just wanted to tell me that he thought I was beautiful and go on with his day. It was genuine -- again not something you see/hear of much out here -- and to be honest, it was close to the highlight of my day.
THE highlight of my day was getting to meet Lon Kruger -- head coach of men's basketball at UNLV. We're working with him on an event, and he was one of the nicest guys I think I've ever met. Again -- very genuine. When my dad asked me how the meeting went, I told him he seemed like the nicest coach I'd ever met -- even possibly nicer than Coach Callahan (UNL) who had offered to call my dad and tell him to take me to Ireland when I had to drive him around during my college internship in Kansas City -- and I don't say that about just anyone.
Today was my first day back in town from a long weekend back home. It was the first time I'd been to Iowa in 6 months, and believe me, I needed it. I'm going to be back 3 more times before the end of the year, and I'm hoping that will hold me over for a while. Hopefully no more staring out my window in bed, watching the lights of airplanes as they are on their way out of town, jealous of whoever is on that plane on their way back home to see family and friends.
I'll write more about home later -- great trip, great Iowa game.. No sleep but great times :) For now, I'm going to go catch up on that sleep though...
At this point he looks at me funny and points at me.. "No, YOU so beautiful. Have a nice day!"
Has Vegas jaded me so much that I can't even see a compliment coming? That I immediately think the complimentor is talking about someone or something else... EVEN something as trivial as an ice cream cone???
I started to think about this on my drive home... This guy didn't want anything from me -- not my phone number, not to see me again. He just wanted to tell me that he thought I was beautiful and go on with his day. It was genuine -- again not something you see/hear of much out here -- and to be honest, it was close to the highlight of my day.
THE highlight of my day was getting to meet Lon Kruger -- head coach of men's basketball at UNLV. We're working with him on an event, and he was one of the nicest guys I think I've ever met. Again -- very genuine. When my dad asked me how the meeting went, I told him he seemed like the nicest coach I'd ever met -- even possibly nicer than Coach Callahan (UNL) who had offered to call my dad and tell him to take me to Ireland when I had to drive him around during my college internship in Kansas City -- and I don't say that about just anyone.
Today was my first day back in town from a long weekend back home. It was the first time I'd been to Iowa in 6 months, and believe me, I needed it. I'm going to be back 3 more times before the end of the year, and I'm hoping that will hold me over for a while. Hopefully no more staring out my window in bed, watching the lights of airplanes as they are on their way out of town, jealous of whoever is on that plane on their way back home to see family and friends.
I'll write more about home later -- great trip, great Iowa game.. No sleep but great times :) For now, I'm going to go catch up on that sleep though...
Friday, October 5, 2007
Whether the odds be great or small, old Notre Dame will win overall...
I could NOT be more excited right now....
I walked out of work today, and the air is so crisp. It's like the perfect fall day, and for some reason it really reminded me of leaving school the day of the big homecoming game in high school. Maybe it's because it feels like Iowa outside or maybe because it's my high school alma mater's homecoming today... I'm not sure.. But I decided this morning that I could not pass up an opportunity this weekend and now I want to share with everyone.
On my way to work I was checking my email on my phone (I know, I know.. but it was at a stoplight, I swear!) and an email came through from someone in the Las Vegas Notre Dame club that was trying desparately to get rid of his tickets in LA for the UCLA game this weekend. He had an emergency and had dropped the tickets a total of $125 in price for three. I couldn't possible pass up going to see ND play for $40, especially when I knew tickets were going for $300 in LA... Even if the team is playing terrible, I have to have hope that maybe this game will be their turning around point... I mean, isn't that the point of being a fan? Remaining constantly optimistic?
Either way.. I'll be at an ND game. It can't ever be a horrible experience (or so I hope).
So my friends Brad and Tiffany and I are taking off in about an hour. We're staying with one of Brad's friends at Hermosa Beach, and we are all so excited to just have planned the most sporatic spontaneous roadtrip in the last 7 hours!
The kicker... I get to see my dad. I haven't seen him since July, and that seems soooo long ago. I know I'll get to see him more times than normal in the next three months, but when you're this far away, you take every shot you can get. And since he didn't spoil me and buy me a ticket on my own, I'll make it work myself!
Ok I MUST go pack and get ready.
I walked out of work today, and the air is so crisp. It's like the perfect fall day, and for some reason it really reminded me of leaving school the day of the big homecoming game in high school. Maybe it's because it feels like Iowa outside or maybe because it's my high school alma mater's homecoming today... I'm not sure.. But I decided this morning that I could not pass up an opportunity this weekend and now I want to share with everyone.
On my way to work I was checking my email on my phone (I know, I know.. but it was at a stoplight, I swear!) and an email came through from someone in the Las Vegas Notre Dame club that was trying desparately to get rid of his tickets in LA for the UCLA game this weekend. He had an emergency and had dropped the tickets a total of $125 in price for three. I couldn't possible pass up going to see ND play for $40, especially when I knew tickets were going for $300 in LA... Even if the team is playing terrible, I have to have hope that maybe this game will be their turning around point... I mean, isn't that the point of being a fan? Remaining constantly optimistic?
Either way.. I'll be at an ND game. It can't ever be a horrible experience (or so I hope).
So my friends Brad and Tiffany and I are taking off in about an hour. We're staying with one of Brad's friends at Hermosa Beach, and we are all so excited to just have planned the most sporatic spontaneous roadtrip in the last 7 hours!
The kicker... I get to see my dad. I haven't seen him since July, and that seems soooo long ago. I know I'll get to see him more times than normal in the next three months, but when you're this far away, you take every shot you can get. And since he didn't spoil me and buy me a ticket on my own, I'll make it work myself!
Ok I MUST go pack and get ready.
GO IRISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
