Chad had a good time golfing at Torrey Pines yesterday (see his group below). Today, he was taking a bus to the beach for the afternoon. It's probably a good thing we're leaving tomorrow because I think he could quickly get used to this!
Monday, August 10, 2009
All work and no play...
My little vacation is over. And while I work, Chad plays. (I'm not complaining, might I add: he's worked his tail off for the last month and could really use a break. He even slept in this morning!)
Chad had a good time golfing at Torrey Pines yesterday (see his group below). Today, he was taking a bus to the beach for the afternoon. It's probably a good thing we're leaving tomorrow because I think he could quickly get used to this!
Chad had a good time golfing at Torrey Pines yesterday (see his group below). Today, he was taking a bus to the beach for the afternoon. It's probably a good thing we're leaving tomorrow because I think he could quickly get used to this!
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Sight-seeing
About a month ago, I mentioned to Chad that I had to head to San Diego for four days for a conference. Since it was going to be recess, which is really the only time he can travel, I thought he might want to join me.
We left on Friday after work and stayed Friday night in this really darling little boutique hotel (that I found on Hotwire for $90 a night, thank you) that just opened four weeks ago. It was right downtown San Diego and just a few blocks from Petco Park.
Then yesterday, we checked into our hotel where our conference will be held, spent the afternoon by the pool, and met up with a few co-workers before heading out to dinner. Our room overlooks the golf course (which Chad will be playing on this afternoon and on which the U.S. Open was held last year -- seriously, that was his deciding factor on coming on this trip) and in the distance you can see the ocean. It kind of melts into the sky in this picture, but it's there.
And then we went out to dinner, stopping by this place beforehand that overlooks the water. I didn't want to irritate all the people eating dinner by the glass windows too much, but I just had to take a photo of the breathtaking view. Honestly, I was impressed that these people seemed deep in conversation with each other; I'm pretty sure I would have spent the whole dinner looking out the window!
We left on Friday after work and stayed Friday night in this really darling little boutique hotel (that I found on Hotwire for $90 a night, thank you) that just opened four weeks ago. It was right downtown San Diego and just a few blocks from Petco Park.
Then yesterday, we checked into our hotel where our conference will be held, spent the afternoon by the pool, and met up with a few co-workers before heading out to dinner. Our room overlooks the golf course (which Chad will be playing on this afternoon and on which the U.S. Open was held last year -- seriously, that was his deciding factor on coming on this trip) and in the distance you can see the ocean. It kind of melts into the sky in this picture, but it's there.
And then we went out to dinner, stopping by this place beforehand that overlooks the water. I didn't want to irritate all the people eating dinner by the glass windows too much, but I just had to take a photo of the breathtaking view. Honestly, I was impressed that these people seemed deep in conversation with each other; I'm pretty sure I would have spent the whole dinner looking out the window!
Friday, August 7, 2009
A super slip-n-slide
This might be the coolest (yet, stupidest) thing I have seen since, well, ever. If I grew up in mountain territory, I'd argue that my brother would have already tried this.
Dan, if you are watching this, please do not try this at home.
Dan, if you are watching this, please do not try this at home.
Hooah!
Ok, so you know my admiration of and feelings toward our troops. (I blogged about this when my brother-in-law was serving in Iraq and have highlighted some cool things companies are doing to remind the troops we support them.) Brad came home safely more than a year ago, and since that time we've known a few co-workers' relatives and friends-of-friends who are deployed.
Late last year, one of my colleagues -- who is just an incredible guy in every way -- was called up by the National Guard and is serving now as an Army Sergeant outside of Baghdad. I think about him all the time and am always looking for goodies to add to the care packages NRF sends over.
Earlier this week, a few of my worlds collided, as I got the opportunity to profile my friend for one of our association's blogs. People from almost every department at NRF submitted questions for him about his experience and he tackled them all, talking about what the environment "over there" is like, how being deployed has changed him, and what he looks forward to the most when he sets foot again on American soil.
If you have a few minutes, read what he had to say. His optimism really fills my heart with pride.
Late last year, one of my colleagues -- who is just an incredible guy in every way -- was called up by the National Guard and is serving now as an Army Sergeant outside of Baghdad. I think about him all the time and am always looking for goodies to add to the care packages NRF sends over.Earlier this week, a few of my worlds collided, as I got the opportunity to profile my friend for one of our association's blogs. People from almost every department at NRF submitted questions for him about his experience and he tackled them all, talking about what the environment "over there" is like, how being deployed has changed him, and what he looks forward to the most when he sets foot again on American soil.
If you have a few minutes, read what he had to say. His optimism really fills my heart with pride.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Hear me out
Even though the House is in recess, the Senate is still going strong. Chad has had three major hearings over the last week, which have kept him really busy. In advance, he'll research the panelists and write questions for his boss to ask the people who are testifying. And then of course he'll sit in on the hearings when they happen.
I do my very best to care about and understand what he's working on, but most of the time, these things go right over my head:
Last Tuesday
e: What's tomorrow's hearing about?
c: systemic risk
Monday
e: What's tomorrow's hearing about?
c: prudential regulations
Today
e: What was today's hearing about?
c: regulatory overhauls of credit rating agencies
It is in these moments that I'm overwhelmed by how smart Chad really is. Just the ability to stay awake in meetings about topics like these is beyond my comprehension. I'm glad all I have to talk about is shopping!
I do my very best to care about and understand what he's working on, but most of the time, these things go right over my head:
Last Tuesday
e: What's tomorrow's hearing about?
c: systemic risk
Monday
e: What's tomorrow's hearing about?
c: prudential regulations
Today
e: What was today's hearing about?
c: regulatory overhauls of credit rating agencies
It is in these moments that I'm overwhelmed by how smart Chad really is. Just the ability to stay awake in meetings about topics like these is beyond my comprehension. I'm glad all I have to talk about is shopping!
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Schedule of events
When I mentioned a few weeks ago that I'm not sure how The Pioneer Woman does it, I was serious. I got to thinking about my daily routine, trying to figure out why I never get anything done. Here's what I came up with. Someone please tell me how I fit in anything else in here:
5:00 a.m. - Wake up
5:10 a.m. - Go to the gym
6:30 - Come back from the gym
7:45 - Leave for work
8:30 - Mandatory meeting with our CEO (so you know I have to make sure I am at work on time!)
9:00 - 6:00 - Meetings, phone calls, lots and lots of emails, and, if I'm lucky, lunch. (juuust kidding, folks, I do eat lunch. Every day. Some days it's just better than others.)
6:30 - Get home
6:45 - Take Lucy for a walk
7:45 - Raid the fridge to figure out what in the heck we're going to make for dinner
8:00 - Make dinner (we'll be a little later than this tonight because Chad is still at work)
8:30 - Eat and clean up
9:00 - Read a magazine, watch TV, catch up on emails, etc.
10:30 - BED!
5:00 a.m. - Wake up
5:10 a.m. - Go to the gym
6:30 - Come back from the gym
7:45 - Leave for work
8:30 - Mandatory meeting with our CEO (so you know I have to make sure I am at work on time!)
9:00 - 6:00 - Meetings, phone calls, lots and lots of emails, and, if I'm lucky, lunch. (juuust kidding, folks, I do eat lunch. Every day. Some days it's just better than others.)
6:30 - Get home
6:45 - Take Lucy for a walk
7:45 - Raid the fridge to figure out what in the heck we're going to make for dinner
8:00 - Make dinner (we'll be a little later than this tonight because Chad is still at work)
8:30 - Eat and clean up
9:00 - Read a magazine, watch TV, catch up on emails, etc.
10:30 - BED!
Monday, August 3, 2009
Dog-gone it
Every once in awhile, I feel a little bit guilty over the amount of money we spend on our dog. We buy her good food, Chad gets her treats and toys, and she's torn up her share of things around here we've had to replace.
Yesterday afternoon I went to our local pet food store, which I love, to buy a bag of Lucy's dog food. It takes her about six weeks to go through a bag, so even though it's a little pricey, it's not something we get often. In front of me at the store was a woman stocking up on all sorts of food -- wet, dry, cat, dog...it took up pretty much the whole counter. I wasn't paying much attention until I heard her say that she had several dogs--one being a bull mastiff--at least one cat (see, I told you I wasn't paying attention) and that the food would last about a month. Then the cashier pronounced her total: "That will be three-hundred-thirty-seven-dollars-and-sixty-eight cents."
Truly, I about died.
I was so relieved at the affordability of my purchase, in comparison, I almost bought Lucy a bone to go with it. But I decided my company for the afternoon was treat enough for her, so I practically skipped to the car with my 40 pounds of dog food and headed home.
Yesterday afternoon I went to our local pet food store, which I love, to buy a bag of Lucy's dog food. It takes her about six weeks to go through a bag, so even though it's a little pricey, it's not something we get often. In front of me at the store was a woman stocking up on all sorts of food -- wet, dry, cat, dog...it took up pretty much the whole counter. I wasn't paying much attention until I heard her say that she had several dogs--one being a bull mastiff--at least one cat (see, I told you I wasn't paying attention) and that the food would last about a month. Then the cashier pronounced her total: "That will be three-hundred-thirty-seven-dollars-and-sixty-eight cents."
Truly, I about died.
I was so relieved at the affordability of my purchase, in comparison, I almost bought Lucy a bone to go with it. But I decided my company for the afternoon was treat enough for her, so I practically skipped to the car with my 40 pounds of dog food and headed home.
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