But I'm rewarding myself for going out in the gusty winds and rain tonight to my first yoga class of a new session of classes. And boy was I rewarded...with a hottie guy instructor! He's a little too peppy and smiley, but it's a big change from the yoga nazi girl I had before. He is CONSTANTLY telling us to smile and have fun with it. There were actually three guys in my class, and one VERY pregnant girl, and a bunch of other chicks. A few had been in his level 2 yoga class before, and a few girls had done yoga at other places and didn't know a lot of what he was talking about.
I actually felt kinda smart giving the girls next to me a few pointers! My Chataranga still needs a lot of work but at least I totally knew how to do all the right transitions for the sun salutations. The downside was that he didn't give me a single adjustment ALL NIGHT! That means no hottie touching me. I couldn't figure out if that meant I was doing everything perfectly (which I SINCERELY doubt) or if he was avoiding me because I was way down on the end of the row. He came over and looked at me lots of times and basically said I was doing fine and walked back. I swear he adjusted everybody else at some point.
At the very end we did Corpse pose, (which I've never actually done before) and he went around the room and did some kind of adjustment to everyone's legs and some arms...EXCEPT ME! Maybe it was because I opened my eyes when he stood over me so I wouldn't be freaked out when he touched me. Maybe I was just doing it right, playing dead and all. I dunno...next week I'm gonna hafta sit closer to the middle and do some things wrong to get some "special help".
I'm still the only person in my class that can't do Crow. Even the stupid girl who hadn't practiced in a long time stayed up for a few minutes. The VERY pregnant girl popped right up into crow and then right down to Tripod and into a Headstand. FREAK. It was a fabulous class anyway, a great workout and relaxing at the same time.
I have bloggers block. Just not sure what to blog about. Which is funny because I definately don't have writers block, since I just finished my third full-length abstract of a technical paper for presentation at our annual wastewater conference. I do have process design block, which is a problem considering I have at least six wastewater process designs in need of immediate attention.
I could blog about my appointment with my new OB/GYN today, but my sister would kill me. You don't want to hear about that anyway. That's the last time I take Nathan along to my annual exam.
I will say that the kid is growing up so fast it blows my mind. He talks incessantly (most of it doesn't make sense to me, but it clearly does to him). He is right on the verge of walking, but isn't there yet. He loves to wrestle and cuddle with me, and gives hugs freely. He finally "gets" TV shows, and will sit and watch Barney or something similar for awhile. Today when hubs and I picked him up at the gym nursery he was sitting in a little chair at a table coloring with two ladies. Really they were coloring pictures for him, but he seemed fascinated. He looked SO grown up sitting in that chair. He waved to us, but went right back to watching her color. Later at dinner we played a little game of "mom and dad imitate Nathan's every move" and he busted a gut laughing.
Today is the first Sunday in Advent, the four weeks of anticipation of Christmas. I love Christmas, and the whole Christmas season, so I love Advent. Today in church a family shared their favorite Christmas memory and their son who had just returned from Iraq lit the Advent wreath. We sang wonderful carols that spoke about all the prophesies of the Old Testament that were fulfilled in the birth of Jesus. And our pastor gave a great Christmas sermon based on Psalm 77. He also referenced Galations 4:4, a profound verse that sums up why Christmas is so fantastic:
"But when the time had fully come, God sent his Son, born of a woman, born under law, to redeem those under law, that we might receive the full rights of sons."
How great is that?! We sang Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus, which the first verse knocks me over. Here's the words I like so much:
Come, Thou long expected Jesus
Born to set Thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in Thee.
I'm getting all verklempt. Talk amongst yerselves.
The funniest thing that happened yesterday was that the two children in attendence, Nathan and my step-brother's kid John, showed up wearing exactly the same outfit. Pure coincidence, the outfits were bought seperately by me and my step-sister-in-law. We never see each other, we didn't plan it, it just happened. John is 2 and a 1/2 but he's a peanut and Nathan is almost as tall and just as heavy as John.
I won't bother showing the feast or it's aftermath because I think we've all seen enough food to last us till at least Christmas! I didn't even have room for a piece of one of the six pies my aunt made from scratch.
After dinner wound down and my mom's husband's side of the family left, my side of the family took a group photo. We always do! Nathan had missed his afternoon nap and this was taken around 8 at night, so it was pretty hard to get him to stay still. He's chewing on a fully wrapped Andes candy. And he weighs almost 30 pounds which is why I look so awkward holding him!
And finally, this morning we braved the freezing cold and high winds to hit the sales at Target! Mike and I bought almost all our Christmas gifts for each other and a bunch of lights for the front of the house. Tomorrow is decorating day! We had to bundle Nathan up in his big puffy coat. He doesn't realize he can actually move in that coat. I felt bad because I still haven't found matching mittens and his little hands must've been freezing!!
As my husband so nicely pointed out over on his blog today, Thanksgiving is not supposed to be about a turkey. It's about being grateful for what we have, for our families, and for all the blessings God has given us. This has been very easy for me to focus on this year, because I've been driving around for the past week listening to Nathan's personalized Veggie Tales CD. One of my favorite songs on the CD is called The Thankfulness Song, and it's a duet between Junior the Asparagus and his mom. Junior is adorable with a cute little kid voice, and the melody of this song is very cute and catchy. Here are some lyrics:
I thank God for this day
For some time to play outside
For the birds in the trees
For His love that's deep and wide
For the air that I breathe
For my friends and family
That's why I say "Thanks" every day!
Nathan's thankful heart is a happy heart
I'm glad for what I've got
That's an easy way to start!
For the love that He shares
As He listens to my prayers
That's why I say "Thanks" every day!
I thank God for this night
For the stars in the sky
For the hug from my mom
For my special lullabye
For the chance to have rest
For the ways that I am blessed
That's why I say "Thanks" every day!
If you want to here a sample of the melody, click on this link and then scroll down and click on the Thankfulness Song link to preview. This is a slightly different version than on Nathan's CD. That version can be heard at this link, but again you have to scroll down to The Thankfulness Song and click on the link.
Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!!!!
Finally, for my uhh...2nd annual 29th birthday, I received a 4 GB iPod nano. It is SOOO tiny! It sucked the songs off my PC sooo fast. I took it to the gym this morning and I felt like I was dripping with coolness instead of sweat. (I'm sure that feeling will wear off soon) SO happy. Thanks hubby!
On a side note, I have discovered a cool site called Forty Faces, where everytime I make a new post to my blog, like this one, my face will show up among other active bloggers. Kinda cool, huh? Go check me out!!
Mama Duck says that since Thanksgiving is all about family, we have to show an old picture of our families. I had one cute one already scanned into my computer, so here ya go:
My mom, my dad, me and my baby sister. Christmas of 1978 I guess. My dad passed away and my mom is remarried so we are having Thanksgiving at her house with all her brothers and their wives and kids, and her husband's kids and his brother's family. Probably his parents too I guess. It's a LOT of people. Too many for her size house, but I guess that's irrelevant. It's Thanksgiving after all. The biggest downside...no alcohol. His parents don't drink and neither do two of my mom's brothers. I don't know why the rest of us have to suffer, but I guess we do.
I woke up on this, the morning of my 29th birthday (which I am celebrating for the second year in a row) to see my husband carrying my adorable son into my bedroom. Nathan was holding a big purple card and reached right out to hand it to me. It was a card from Nathan about how I was the coolest mom around. How could that not make me smile?
It is a dreary rainy day on which I don't plan on leaving the house. My usual babysitter is on vacation so I have to try to get the piles of work on my desk done while keeping the busy toddler happy. Today is a sweatpants and no makeup day. Not at all how I would have liked to spend such a momentous occasion. We probably won't even go out to dinner because I have a yoga class at 7 with a new instructor I would like to meet. I could skip it if I had adequate motivation, but alas, I do not. My best friend blew off spending the holiday (and our celebratory drinks) at home, instead opting to stay at school with her new boyfriend and study. My mom is super busy planning a huge Thanksgiving dinner. Nobody else except my husband even knows what today is.
Except my old boss. Last year this time was our first day in court in the trial of the century (well, for me anyway). My former boss and close friend was sitting in the front row behind the plantiff's table and I was sitting in the front behind the defendant's table. I glanced over and he smiled and mouthed the words "Happy Birthday" to me. I gave him a puzzled look and smiled back. Later in the hall he whispered to me "it is today isn't it?" and I nodded. Crazy.
Update: I just noticed that my profile now says I'm 30. ACK! I think I made need to start lying about the year I was born. I can't possibly be 30. That sounds so grown up. I wish my 30th was as good as Mighty Girl's.
Mike left Nathan with me and went to his uncle's house to watch the big game. Penn State beat Michigan State to win the Big 10 Championship! It was very exciting. Then Mike called me to ask if he and Ron could go to State College for a welcome back rally for the team. I reluctantly said yes, because it was a late night and a lot of driving for them. But they had a great time. The rally was at the old basketball arena/gym and the cheerleaders and Blue Band helped the crowd celebrate a great season. Then the team arrived off the plane from East Lansing and the captains gave little speeches. They carried the Big 10 trophy in and the crowd went wild. Finally JoePa gave a little speech and then said "this old man is going to bed." Mike got home around 1:30 in the morning. I'm sure it was a fun time.
Showing my present without showing my kid is just plain crazy. My present AND my future is all wrapped up in Nathan. But aside from mothering, there is my job and my fitness craze. The fitness thing is a totally new me and I love it. My favorite new challenge is yoga, and my greatest accomplishment in yoga so far, besides starting to master Chataranga, is doing handstands against the wall. It's so scary and yet so much fun!! So this isn't me, but check out the smiles on these girl's faces!
Ok my future was especially tough, since I don't have a crystal ball. As I mentioned, Nathan and whatever kid(s) I don't have yet are my future. I could say Mike is my future. Here's a picture of my handsome husband.
Or I could tell you that my career goal is to help grow my startup company to at least $50MM a year in revenue and be the #2 in charge, as well as to become president of my industry trade association, the Water Environment Federation. Here's a picture of me and one of my committee chair's who is already boosting my career in the direction I want it to go. Not the most flattering picture of me, but this is what I do best, smile and laugh.
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|130 Things People Want To Know About You|
|.: The Basics :.|
|Name?:||Sarah aka MainlineMom|
|interests::||shopping, music, family, TV, movies|
|.: Favourites :.|
|food:||PF Chang's chicken lettuce wraps|
|music style:||all of the above|
|music artist/band:||Foo Fighters|
|tv show:||Grey's Anatomy and Biggest Loser|
|movie:||Legally Blonde and Schindler's List|
|thing to do:||shop|
|ice cream:||peppermint stick|
|song:||Just Like Heaven|
|book:||A Million Little Pieces - James Frey|
|computer game:||Karaoke Revolution! PS2|
|dessert:||all of them|
|.: Friendship :.:|
|who's your best friend?:||Michael|
|other close buddies...?:||Ab, Lex, Kate, Liz, Kristy, Chris, Vic|
|last friend you hung out with:||Kristy|
|last friend you hugged:||Ab|
|last friend you saw a movie with:||Dawn|
|last friend's house you went to:||Ab|
|any friends you cant stand?:||Laurie|
|any friends you've regretted becoming friends with?:||Nah|
|if so, who?:|
|do you have a lot of friends of the opposite sex?:||some|
|most annoying friend?:||Laurie|
|most preppy friend?:||Chris|
|meanest friend?:||I wouldn't have a mean friend|
|most outgoing friend?:||Dawn|
|hottest friend?:||this survey is gonna get me in trouble|
|friend with the best personality?:||tough choice|
|friend with the best music taste?:||Kristy|
|friend who sings the best?:||moi|
|friend who laughs the most?:||Liz|
|friend you enjoy being around the most?:||all of 'em|
|friend who your parents love?:||Kate|
|friend who your parents hate?:||none|
|friend your parents don't know about?:||Jerry or Kevin|
|.: Romance :.|
|got a crush/boyfriend?:||I'm Married|
|if so, what gender?:||duh|
|how far have you gone?:||I'm Married|
|the last person you kissed::||baby Nate|
|the last person you hugged::||baby Nate|
|the last person you wanted to kiss::||Nate|
|how far you do want to go (at this point in life)?:||this is a stupid question|
|hottest friend?:||didn't they already ask this?|
|hottest celebrity?:||Dave Grohl|
|if you could date any famous person, who would it be?:||see above|
|dream date::||dinner and show in NYC|
|dream honeymoon::||the one I had in the Bahamas|
|age you want to get married (if not already):||been there done that|
|number of kids you want to have (if not already):||2.5|
|would you rather your boyfriend/girlfriend be gay or bi?:||neither|
|.: This or That :.|
|Kerry or Bush:||Bush|
|rap or rock:||rock|
|pop or country:||country|
|movie or tv show:||movie|
|girl or guy:||guy|
|fire or water:||water|
|death or life:||life abundantly|
|cheerleader or punk:||totally punk|
|prep or jock:||prep|
|kroger or publix:||Giant|
|walmart or target:||Target|
|avril or jay-z:||Jay-Z|
|pink or black:||pink|
|cheez it or cheese nip:||cheese nip|
|cat or dog:||dog|
|tape or glue:||tape|
|msn or aim:||msn|
|mall or movies:||mall|
|writing or typing:||typing|
|phone or computer:||phone|
|baseball or football:||football|
|p.e. or health:||health|
|high school or middle school:||high school|
|dunkin donuts or starbucks:||starbucks|
|amc or united artists:||UA|
|walgreens or CVS:||CVS|
|brownies or cookies:||brownies|
|reading or writing:||reading|
|surveys or polls:||surveys|
|livejournal or xanga:||blogspot|
|Yellowcard or Ashlee Simpson:||Yellowcard!|
|AFI or Jojo:||AFI|
|Green Day or Beastie Boys:||Green Day|
|kill or be killed:||be killed|
|eat or be eaten:||BE EATEN! hehe|
|hate or be hated:||hate|
|ocean or pool:||pool|
|singing or dancing:||singing|
|heart or peace sign:||heart|
|halloween or christmas:||christmas|
|question or answer:||answer|
|fear factor or the o.c.:||neither...ick|
|the simpsons or who's line is it anyway?:||Simpsons|
|Disney or The N:||how old am I?|
|pancakes or waffles:||pancakes|
|strawberrys or blueberrys:||strawberries|
|yogurt or frozen yogurt:||froyo|
|kiss or hug:||kiss|
|guitar or drums:||BOTH|
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Funny story about these glasses. I carried them around school with me in an ugly blue case and one day they went missing. A few days later I saw another girl in my very small class (66 grads) wearing exactly the same pair, and upon further inspection she had the ugly blue case. She stole my glasses! Being the chicken non-confrontational girl that I was, I told my mom who called her mom. She apologized, I got them back, and she explained that she thought it would make other kids think she was smarter. She was a semi-cool, cute, snobby girl that the boys seemed to like but she WASN'T very smart. Dumb enough to wear someone elses stolen glasses in a school as small as ours.
Anyway when I turned 25 suddenly I realized I couldn't see to drive at night anymore. It was like overnight my vision went bad. I got glasses but I was still to vain to wear them much (except while driving) so I only found one picture of me wearing those. This picture was taken late one New Year's Eve so my eyes probably got tired enough to warrant needing them to see across the room.
A few years ago I started wearing my glasses all the time so I could see people sitting across a desk or table from me. I hated it, but it was a necessary evil. I still, however, was too vain to wear them to formal events so there are very few shots of me in glasses until after the baby was born. I guess then I stopped caring so much. Or I stopped being able to take my glasses off for pictures because there was always a baby in my hands.
Two weeks ago I finally broke down and got contact lenses. My goal was to get them before my cousin's wedding, but as you can see from this picture, that didn't happen. But I did get them before my big conference in D.C., which along with a haircolor change and being 30 lbs. lighter led to lots of people not recognizing me. It is taking some time to get used to the contacts, but I love not wearing glasses anymore!!
I like McNabb, I think he's a standup guy. He's funny and mature and a good leader except for the choking. I think T.O. is a total egocentric nutjob and he needed to be kicked to the curb. No way do I want him back. People in this town say "Ya gotta bring T.O. back because it's all about winning and he gets it done on the field." I say you need a team unit to win games and T.O. would only destroy the rest of the team and make Donovan look even worse. Go play for the Raiders. Go play for the Cowboys. Get outta Philly and let us get back to the business at hand.
All things considered, I decided it was pretty important to have my records transferred to the new doc before this appointment, so I called and the girl said "Just write us a letter requesting the transfer and we'll take care of it." So three weeks before the appointment I sent said letter.
This weekend I got a return letter from my old docter's office which said something like "We have received your request for a transfer of records. The state enacted some law that allows us to charge you for that service. Your file is 63 pages long. You need to send us $50 and THEN we will transfer your records." ACK!! How incredibly rude! I have had records transferred from this doctor two or three times before and have never been charged.
I called them this morning to complain.
Me: "Can I just come pick them up and take them with me to save the money?"
Secretarty: "No, you'll still be charged the same amount."
Me: "But that's a lot of money! I've never been charged before!"
Sec.: "The state says we can charge you. We don't even charge the max the state allows."
Me: "Nobody told me about this when I called! Now even if I send you the money, the records probably won't get there in time!"
Sec: "If you send the check this week I guarantee they'll get there before your appointment."
Me: "This is so not fair. They're MY records. My new doctor really NEEDS them."
Sec: "I'm sorry."
Me: "What am I supposed to do, try to tell the new doc from memory my entire history, including what we did to get pregnant, all the tests, the pregnancy details, labor and delivery details, etc?"
Sec: "No, you're supposed to send us the $50."
Me: "Fine, I give up. You'll get your check."
Mike wanted to take Nathan to his local barber shop, but when we got there we found they were closed on Sundays. So the next closest place was the Hair Cuttery, cheapo family chain salon. Fortunately there was a very nice girl there to took us right away and sat Nate on my lap and snipped away like a pro. He was very good and curious, looking around quietly at everything. Another slightly older toddler was throwing a screaming tantrum, so that held Nathan's interest for awhile.
We kept some curls and got a little certificate. She cut it very short, just as I wanted. He looks so different to me, older and chubbier too. Here's the finished product:
See what I mean?
The Longest Yard: Pretty funny, but not nearly as funny as The Waterboy which it has much in common with. I guess that's what happens when Adam Sandler tries to do a remake. Neither Chris Rock nor Adam Sandler have standout performances. Surprisingly I did enjoy all the football, which there was a lot of. The best part was when they secretly switched out an opposing team member's anabolic steroids for estrogen. Some of the lines he had after that were great. I'll give this a 5 out of 10. Average movie.
Sahara: This was better than I expected, mostly because of all the action. Sometimes I'm in the mood for action. The plot was pretty interesting too, with a little history, a little espionage, a little eco-terrorism. And a little Penelope Cruz who kinda sucked. But Matthew McCounaghey made up for it with his cuteness (although he acting sucked). I recommend it for a fun and mindless flick.
More to come soon.
Nathan and Pepper would be devestated as well.
WHAT THE HELL? Did the people of San Fransisco forget all about a little thing called THE SECOND AMENDMENT?! I don't get it. My first thought, when I heard this, was that of course this is unconstitutional and it will be surely taken to the Supreme Court and struck down. But then I found out that it's not just the wacky tree-hugging San Franciscans that have done this. Washington D.C. and Chicago both have similar gun bans currently in effect! Unbelievable. What happens when, God forbid, Frisco has a massive earthquake and the place turns into what we saw in New Orleans after Katrina. You say "Oh, the police will have guns to stop the looting." As we saw in New Orleans, THEY WON'T BE THERE!
Why did our forefathers enact the second amendment? Because they wanted the people to be able to defend themselves against a tyrannical government. Think that's unnecessary in this day of civility and democracy? Think again. What were the first things Hitler and Stalin did when they came to power? Got rid of all the citizens' guns. They people were defenseless.
My husband will probably read this and laugh, knowing how I feel about guns. I admit, I don't want one in my house ever. I am not comfortable with the idea of Nathan playing in other kid's houses where there are guns. I'm glad Mike is the oddball of his family that doesn't hunt. While I think learning to shoot a handgun at a target would be very cool, I don't want one in my home because WAY too many accidents happen with guns at home. But I believe in my right to have one. And if I were living in downtown San Fransisco or Washington where I know the bad guys have them, I might have one too.
I met Jerry Kilgore, Republican candidate for Governor, once at a dinner she had. He goes to her church and her husband works for him in the Attorney General's office. He seemed very nice. I'm afraid it doesn't look good for him though. I also had dinner with George Allen, US Senator from VA who will be running for President in 2008, and I didn't like him at ALL. Reminded me of a used car salesman.
I also saw my sister standing behind President Bush at the Kilgore/Bush rally in Richmond last night. Here's a funny bit; she got "Distinguished VIP" status which put her right up on the stage at the rally. Her husband, who as I mentioned actually works for Kilgore, only got regular "VIP" status and had to sit in some bleachers off of the stage. He wasn't too jealous or anything!
Here's a great story about Joe Paterno and Penn State's comeback.
Plus the polling place is conveniently on the way home from Nathan's babysitter's house.
Plus my really good friend works the polling place for the Republican committee and I wanted to say Hi. As a bonus she introduced me to this really hot guy that's running for re-election to the school board. He knew which house was mine. See how much fun voting can be?
Last night in between screaming bloody murder because his back molars are coming in, Nathan started free-standing. He would cruise a few laps around the coffee table, then gently push off and stand for a couple seconds before slowly bending down to sitting. We cheered and applauded so he kept trying it over and over.
The poor dude's teeth must be killing him because he awoke several times in the night screaming like a banshee. Most unusual for him. A hug, a little Orajel, and a teething ring and he would go back to sleep for awhile.
Check out all the new cute Nathan pics on Flickr.
My husband is annoyed that I'm even thinking about planning the arrival of our next kid so it doesn't interfere with WEFTEC like it did last year. But why not? I especially don't want to miss Dallas next October! I love Texas and I hope to move there someday. I spent lots of time in Dallas calling on engineers and the state chapter of WEF has a thriving young professionals group. I have an aunt and uncle there that would certainly love to hang out with Nathan. Dallas and Boston are my unofficial homes away from home. WEFTEC 2007 in San Diego maybe I can skip, but if my next kid is at least 6 months old I may not have to. We'll see.
Anyway here's a few new pictures of Nathan. He now loves playing with Pepper more than ever, chasing her around and playing tug-o-war with her stuffed toys.
Sunday I walked into my young professionals committee meeting where it was quickly revealed that the committee chair and vice-chair (good friends of mine who I haven't seen face-to-face in 2 years, completely did not recognize me. They were embarressed and we all got a good laugh out if it. When they saw me last my hair was short and blonde, I was three sizes bigger, and I wore glasses. Who can blame them? Unfortunately I ruined a joke the chair had planned on making about my fundraising abilities having to do with my blonde hair. I got an unexpected award, which was very nice, and had an all around good time planning cool activities for young engineers.
Sunday night I had dinner with Professor Andrew and some other people, including his girlfriend. I hardly even got to talk to him but surprisingly I had a wonderful time chatting with his girlfriend, another engineer in our industry. Here's a picture of that dinner.
Sunday night I think I got to bed around 1, and I had a 7:30 breakfast meeting the next morning. I didn't sleep very well, I think the wine and cappucino kept me tossing and turning. Monday after the breakfast meeting I worked in the booth almost all day. I saw lots of old friends and my pre-arranged schedule of rep and customer meetings kept us busy and was very successful. Here's a picture of our booth activity, with me in the back explaining our display to an old friend.
Monday evening I rushed around getting all the cartons of donated door prizes over to the resturant where my young professionals "YP" reception was to be held. I had a lovely dinner with some customers I know pretty well and like a lot, and then headed upstairs to the private lounge where my party was already raging. We had room and budget for 100-150 but I think we ended up with 200-300 if I had to guess. Everyone got two free drinks, hot appetizers, and a raffle ticket for my door prizes. A handful showed up in costume and they all got prizes. A new friend of mine on the committee called out numbers in a booming voice and kept the crowd happy. After a few hours our private bar closed and the party wound down until just six of us decided to head to Georgetown for Halloween.
I knew Georgetown was a cool place at night with all the bars, but I was unprepared for what I saw. Georgetown on Halloween night is kind of like Mardi Gras, except less drinking and more costumes. The cops close down the streets to traffic and hordes of people in elaborate outfits roam the sidewalks just to see and be seen. Our cab dropped us off six blocks away from the action because he couldn't get any further and as we walked toward Wisconsin and M streets the crowd got thicker and thicker. We found a nice little table by a big window at J. Paul's where we could drink and watch the crazy costumes. Here are a few pictures.
That night I got to bed at 2:30 and again had a 7:30 breakfast meeting the next morning. Ouch. Tuesday I led a tour of YP's around the exhibit floor, attended an interesting technical paper by a friend of mine, and worked my booth some more. We had dinner with a customer at Chef Geoff's, a hip new resturant where we saw Nora O'Donnell. I wasn't sure it was her, but a brief search of the internet told me that she is married to Geoff Tracey, owner of Chef Geoff's. I was unimpressed with my dinner but everyone else loved theirs and my dessert was great. I turned in fairly early (before midnight) but was up from 2-3 and had to get up and check out before a 7 am meeting on Wed.
After that meeting I moderated my first technical session without an assistant because she abandoned me, and I had fun bossing people around and introducing speakers. My former best friend from my old company and his evil boss that sued me were in the front row the whole time. It was fun showing off in front of them. Then I spoke on a panel of engineers about issues facing Generation X in our industry, and then I drove all the way back to Philly, utterly exhausted. I didn't miss Mike or Nathan much while I was so busy, but as soon as I walked in and saw how much my baby had grown in a week, I burst into tears. Glad to be home!