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To swaddle or not to swaddle...that is the question

2010-04-21T11:07:00.002-04:00

I know that my blog is supposed to be about my life in DC, but as of a few months ago, a small stork brought me a little someone who has now become my new life in DC. The subject of this post has been the new "hot topic" in our house the last week or so. Annie has reached the stage of "creeping" and rolling around like a mad woman. She thinks she's big stuff.
However, when I swaddle her at night, she sleeps like a teenager. You know, you remember...sleeping in until 10 on Saturdays. Only, she sleeps "in" until 7 to 8. Trust me, it's sleeping in. But, because she is getting older, when do you take the wrap off and call her a big girl; sending her into the wild of restless nights with no net to catch her (so to speak)? Am I stunting her developmentally because I and she needs a little shut eye?

Big Weekend

2010-04-19T12:33:00.003-04:00

Well, not only did we have our first couch experience, but Sunday was Annie's first baseball game. Our friends, Toni and Jesse gave us tickets for FANTASTIC seats. We had a great time, considering... She was all geared up and ready to go, except one thing. She hadn't taken that great of a nap before hand. We got to the line at 5 Guys in the stands and wouldn't you know she screamed bloody murder for two straight innings. The innings were long in the beginning b/c the other team kept scoring. We finally got to our seats by the 3rd inning and she zoncked out! She was up and at'em by the 7th inning stretch and ready to go home by the 9th. I don't blame her. The Nats aren't that great, but the games are still fun to go to when you can.
All in all, it was memorable for everyone.

We all saw it coming...

2010-04-19T12:26:00.002-04:00

Okay, so lets be honest here. What I am about to tell you will absolutely not shock you. Why, b/c I am a mother. It's what I do.
So, Saturday night we were trying to settle Annie down before getting her to bed. Matt was in the kitchen getting her bottle ready and I was in the living room getting her swaddled and ready for our bedtime story. I turned my back for a moment, thanks to my sick obsession with text messaging and I see it happening in slow motion... thud! thud! WHAAAAAH!!!
That's right, she fell of the couch! OH MY GOSH! SHE FELL OFF OF THE COUCH! Now, honestly, it was bound to happen sooner or later, but I would rather it be the later part. It was so sad. She was so tired and scared. I mean, I am supposed to be the one to catch her when she falls, but I wasn't. My poor girl! I know that in about a year or so I'll probably leave her at the grocery store of something. What goes around comes around. I mean, I was left all over Muskogee, OK as a kid. I love my parents, but I think they secretly were trying to teach me a lesson (still not sure what it was just yet). If I cried once I cried 6 times at several different points in my growing years. I was left in SALISAW, OK, my dad's office, the grocery store, the mall... Not that I am bitter or have a complex...My point is, my poor Annie doesn't stand a chance.

The last 5 months...

2010-04-15T14:20:00.004-04:00

As of this past Monday, I have embarked on new territory in feeding Annie. Oatmeal. Okay, here's what has happened.
For some unknown reason, even to myself, I decided day 1 I was going to breast feed. Now I know this is a less than appealing topic, trust me, but I have learned a few things I think people should know.
In my last real post I mentioned selfishness, and this is one of those moments.
You see, Annie was not a super big fan of latching. I mean, she and I battled it out for weeks. I called in the professionals and even they were like, "I don't know what to tell you." I paid good money to hear that btw.
I decided to solely pump and that is what I have been doing for the last 4- 5 months. As of March I have been weening myself off b/c well, after what I have been through I think I deserve a break.
In January I got mastitis. I got rid of it with the help of modern medicine and lots of hot showers. Oh, and pumping. 2 weeks later I got mastitis on the other side, this time after two rounds of different antibiotics it had gotten progressively worse. It had actually formed an abscess the size of a baseball. At this point, I am going back and forth to Georgetown Hospital at least once a week. I had the sucker drained (I will spare you details on that whole mess) and they found MRSA had settled in for a long winters nap. On my fourth round of antibiotics and a visit to GTown twice a week for a straight month and a half, I am MRSA free and abscess free as of the end of Feb. I was there so much it got to the point that all of the nurses knew me by name and would just say, head to "your room" and I'm not even kidding.
I say all of this to say, since the beginning of March I have been slowly backing away from my pump (my new husband) and entering the world of formula. And the thing is, I am not afraid of formula or think one is better than the other, I am just stubborn. I don't like the feeling of defeat or that I didn't do what I had set out to do. And you know, through it all and all the driving back and forth, I never once minded the pain or the process. It was love. It's what I felt I had to do for her. I know that she is going to be a genius and go to Harvard or Oklahoma Christian (because they are almost the same) b/c she has her father's genes. It's one of those bonding things, I guess. It's that I could do this one thing for her. I was giving her a piece of me. I mean, she has Matt's looks, will have his brain power (Lord willing), but I could feed her. Ya know? I guess that is it. And now, here we are changing the game again with oatmeal. What's next steak? As I look back on the past 5 months with nothing but joy and watching her grow, I am so excited to see what she does next. I have learned that formula really isn't the "F" word. I have SO much more time on my hands, and she and I still bond. (who wouldn't want to bond with me? I'm fabulous!) Breast feeding drama and trauma is not worth it. I would rather her have a healthy mommy who loves her and can give her more attention than she needs than something worse. Speaking of attention: She awakes. So to you out there in the cyber world who are learning as you go like the rest of us...take it from me. It's better to love and play and be by taking care of yourself just as much as it is to take care of your little piece of precious. Play time!

My two favorite people

2010-04-15T14:11:00.000-04:00

I thought you should know...

Well...

2010-04-14T14:14:00.003-04:00

I know. I am pretty much the worst blogger in the creation of online journaling...I know.
Let me start by saying that motherhood...well, there are so many things to say about it. It's the hardest and most rewarding thing I have ever done, next to marriage. Annie is the best baby and I am beyond blessed, but the last 5 months ( I know! I can't believe it either) have been a true learning and growing experience. I have days where I want to be selfish and let her just sit and cry until I get annoyed and go get her, but her sweet little face forces me to do otherwise (most of the time). I remember actually thinking the night I went into the hospital "this will be my last nights sleep for a long time." Is that bad? The thing of it is, she sleeps through the night, but for some reason I can never get enough sleep. This experience, thus far, has throttled me into a world of selflessness, for sure. She cries, I jump into action, whatever it may be. I wash bottles at least 1 hour a day (total) thanks to Dr.Brown and his(it has to be a man) creative ways of 6 parts to 1 bottle. She flashes her million dollar smile and my heart melts and sometimes there are tears b/c there is no way I could ever have done anything so right as this little girl.
She roles over and has started creeping her way to whatever she wants. She is almost mobile. When the day comes that she understands how to get her little legs under her, I think I am doomed. She talks all of the time. She may look like daddy, but...well, I won't say it, but you all know.
As for me, I take each day with great stride in anticipation for what it holds and has in store for us. She is my little sidekick I take everywhere I go. She is even loving gardening with me. As I pull weeds, she tries to eat them. "Those aren't yours." She snores, as she is doing right this moment.
Anyway, that is what has been consuming my life the past 5 months. And those who say, "you won't even remember life before your baby" are in fact big fat liars. I remember life before here, and it was good. She just adds a little extra excitement. Like salsa or queso... it makes every chip taste a whole lot better.

IIIII'M BAAAAAACK!

2010-03-05T07:48:00.003-05:00

Okay. So a couple of things have happened since my last blog. I'm not still pregnant for one thing and we finally got internet at home! So, you are now stuck listening to my rants, raves and whatever else comes to my mind as I type away.
Okay, lets start with the obvious...
I had our baby! Annie Jayne was born on Nov. 15 at 6lb 7oz. I have to say, my birth experience was awesome! I mean, I don't want to do it every day, but every couple of years...I could repeat the experience and be okay with myself. I'll tell you all about it in another post, but in the mean time...here's what she looked like minutes after taking her first breath in this world.

It was a little weird at first. Like there was an alien in the room. However, with the help of the amazing staff at our hospital, well, who are we kidding, there was still an alien in the room.
We were not allowed to have ANY visitors during our time at the hospital so Matt and I got to have 2 days with her all to ourselves before taking her home where my mom was DYING, I'm sure, to get her hands on her.

This is our first family photo before leaving the hospital with her. She's so tiny!

But honestly, I fell in love with her immediately, but it took some time to get used to her...

The Annual Fall Festival

2009-10-20T09:10:00.004-04:00

Okay, so this last Saturday was our church's Fall Festival. We had a chili cook-off, pie contest and even a papusa contest. All was amazingly wonderful! I ate my weight in pie!
Grandma's pecan pie won! I was so proud! I'm not talented enough to do anything different, but I know my grandma would be so proud. Actually, she would probably say "I've made better." or something silly like that.
Since it was raining and 40 degrees outside, we did the whole festival inside. It was still a HUGE success.
Anyway, there was a professional face painter and all of the kids got a princess face, or a monster face, or a pretty flower around their eye. It was adorable. Well, me being insanely pregnant, the lady really wanted to paint my belly. And this is a testament to the fact that I have a hard time saying "no", I allowed her to give my daughter her first Halloween costume. She was a pumpkin. :)
Now when she started, there was no one around, so I felt it safe to proceed with caution. The next thing I know, half the church is gathering around with cameras and camera phones, as though I were the naked girl in the window of the red light district. I think I had become a car crash and no one could turn their head. Sad, but true.
Anyway, here is the damage....

There are better pictures that I will post later today. Anyway... this was my Saturday.

Thelma and Louise

2009-10-16T12:28:00.002-04:00

My mom and Cheryl came in mid september to get Matt and I all settled into our new place. In a matter of 7 days they managed to put our ENTIRE house together. Pictures are out and up on the walls, fall decorations are up, baby clothes are washed and hung.
The baby's room is almost ready...

I will take some pictures of the house soon and post them too.

Happy fall!

Moving in day

2009-10-16T12:03:00.006-04:00

Our moving day...
After two weeks of packing, which in case your wondering, it is now the end of Aug. We are just a few days away from our 2 year anniversary. We thought we would be nice and buy each other a house, so we rented a movie and hung out in our new house on our anniversary. It was perfect!

Now, back to moving in to this house. We moved out of our storage unit and we moved out of our condo. We had several people from church come help us. We had about 20ish people in all come over and help us move in, and what a blessing they all were. A group of women helped me put the kitchen together. The men moved everything else. Well, not quite everything. Our box springs didn't fit. After several attempts, to the garage they went.

What happened next

2009-10-16T11:35:00.005-04:00

Well, I got back from our family vacation and moved out of our church office. At the end of July I headed back to Oklahoma to hang out with my family and friends a little more before the bambino gets here.
I spent the first part of the week with my parents and family in FTG. It was 4 days of laying around by the pool with family. It's a tough life but someone has to do it. My "home" church threw a shower for me and I began to feel so overwhelmed by the love of other people. I'm not one that likes to really be "showered" upon for some reason, so when people show their kindness in anyway, I actually lose my words. I, of course, left my camera back in DC, but you know what my family looks like.
Mid week I headed to OKC to see all of my girls. I have to tell you, it was such a breath of fresh air to see all of them. We all hadn't been together since Matt and I's wedding. Lynn came down from WY, Morg came from OH, Tams came from TX and we met up with everyone else in OKC. We had so much fun!! I'm sure since this is so late you have already caught up on all of the ongoings from everyone else's blog. They threw me a surprise shower, which honestly a surprise, contrary to what they all say. I was even more surprised when I saw my mom, Sara and Hope there. Again, I was just overwhelmed by joy and love for those who really are so close to my heart.
The day I had to fly out, Mandy and I did a few 26 week photos. She is such an amazing photographer, I couldn't imagine anyone else capturing this moment any better than her.

There are more, but there is so much more to cover...

So I got back to DC and 5 days later we signed on our house. We were a home owner!

I couldn't believe it! What a scary feeling! Since we had more time left on our lease at the the condo, we took two weeks to pack and move. So, to recap, I am now working my new part time job from home/Barnes & Nobel, working my MaryKay business, packing/moving and still growing new body parts in my belly everyday.

22 weeks... A long time ago...

2009-10-13T11:10:00.003-04:00

In Branson I hit the midway point of this pregnancy. This is Matt and I at the Dixie Stampede, along with mom and dad and their grandkids. I tried to stick my belly in the picture, but it was just awkward for everyone.

The Perry Family Vacay

2009-10-09T19:04:00.004-04:00

After I quit RC, Matt and I met up with my side of the family in none other than BRANSON, MO! I know! I KNOW! Calm yourself. It truly was one of the most fun vacations we have had since, well, Disney...or our honeymoon...or even our anniversary trip. Needless to say, it had been about a year since we had been on vacation.
I introduced Matt to Silver Dollar City, Dixie Stampede, and even The Presley's. He is fully cultured now. We seriously had so much fun! He played golf with the boys while I got my pool time in, and of course my girl time with my mom, neices and sisters-in-law. I think they have better pictures thaan I have, but I have put a few here for your looking enjoyment.

The boys at 4th of July watching the fireworks

Hannah and David just before they took the plunge of victory

The Presley's

Darren, Tif taking Noah and Holli for a little spin around the track. Again, I couldn't participate thanks to baby.

Matt and I at the Presley's

Everyone riding rollercoasters except me. Thanks, baby!

Sittin' in the car

Dad and I ready to watch the fireworks in 3D. Too bad I'm blind in one eye...

Matt and I still waiting on those fireworks and I don't mean between the two of us.

I have a million more pictures, but I will spare you the details. We had so much fun just being together. I miss my family very much and tend to find myself homesick more often than not, but I guess that is part of growing up and figuring out life on your own...right?

I quit my job

2009-10-09T18:56:00.003-04:00

Okay...so, in attempting to pick up where I left off after we bought a house. I quit my job at Roll Call after a good solid 3+ years. It was time. I am now doing Mary Kay full time and working part time for our church as the "office administrator". (whatever that means)
I had three days of training then it was off for the Perry vacation! As of today, I am enjoying life and what I do. It's been good.

As you can tell in the pics, this was back in June as I am no where near as big bellied as I am now.

It's been too long....

2009-10-06T14:02:00.003-04:00

I know! I KNOW! It's been an entire trimester since you last heard from me. AND SO SO MUCH has happened. It will take several posts to catch you up, but we will start with where I am now.
I am 34 1/2 weeks pregnant. Nov 11 is barreling toward me.
We are all moved in to our house and the baby's room is almost ready for her to come home and enjoy.
It has been quite the journey, these last few months. I know there will be more to come, but I'm glad to be settled and ready for our new little girl to come and join us. Although, I say that now, but when I sit down and seriously think about the idea of being a parent, I almost wish I could run the other way. It's a little late, and I would be a coward to run from fear, so I sit anxiously waiting for our little bambino with a pluthera of emotions. I watch her move and feel her hicup and wonder what she is doing, what will she be like, what will she look like, will she be funny, will she have a great laugh, will she like me, etc?

So, here I am at 34 1/2 weeks. Waiting on her to arrive...

The Hooker House

2009-06-25T09:19:00.004-04:00

That's right WE BOUGHT A HOUSE!!!

We have for everyone to come visit now!!! YAY! So, COME VISIT US!!!

A little about it. It's 3 bedroom 2 1/2 bathrooms with a basement we will eventually probably make into the Grandma and Grandpa Perry room, but for now it will be a play room/mommy's Mary Kay office. it is in a wonderful neighborhood. I will finally have a Wal-Mart!! It has a neighborhood pool and children playing EVERYWHERE! We couldn't be more excited about finding our little gem. Our almost year long search is officially over, well, pending the contract process. We do our home inspection on Friday, and the rest should be pretty easy sailing.
So, here she is. I've been slow on names, so I haven't named "her" yet, but...You know it's coming. Pearl is excited to have a garage to call her own too! (Pearl is my car)

Our family room (the seller wouldn't throw in the piano, jerk)

Our kitchen

Our entryway

Our basement/lower level

Our Master bedroom! (it has cathedral ceilings)

Our dining room

And our favorite part. Our deck!

Eddie, are you okay?

2009-06-23T09:51:00.003-04:00

As many of you have heard there was a collision yesterday on our beloved Metro on the red line.
I will make another post later, but my last day at Roll Call was on Friday, so I did not ride the metro yesterday for the first time in the 3 1/2 years I have lived here. So, it was TOTALLY a God thing for me and our family.
Officials still don't know what caused the accident, but the investigation is on going throughout today. The report as of this morning is 9 have died and 70ish have been injured. Since this happened during rush hour, there could have been hundreds more, but... it was an inbound train. This just means it was heading into the city to pick people up. Either way, it is a terrible situation that has seemed to have left shaken nerves all throughout the city. We are survivors.

I would like for you to meet..

2009-06-16T15:20:00.008-04:00

Our little girl!!

I'm not sure if she looks like me or not

Her little feet!

Her little "you know" It's a "her!"

Her little head

She is my little upside-down monkey!

Arlington

2009-06-15T15:29:00.002-04:00

Okay, some of you are wondering about the video. Let me explain...

This guy lives in my building, I think. Our little strip of neighborhoods in N. Arlington are a far cry from hoodville or redneckville U.S.A. It's a very very yuppie little area, where everyone drives foreign cars, goes out to eat, drags around their little dogs like they are children, carries their designer handbags (men included) and no one apologizes for this. Which is fine. I feel safe. I feel poor, but very safe.
So, at least this guy can kind of laugh at the ridiculousness that is N. Arlington. All of what he is rapping about is true from the parking tickets to the starbucks (there is one on every other block). It's really funny, and if you have ever been here to visit me, you know. Mandy has been to the Mall that has almost nothing in it! She can tell you.

Pink is my favorite color...

2009-06-15T14:04:00.002-04:00

Thaaaaaaaaaat's right... IT'S A GIRL!

I forgot to bring the pics in for me to scan, but yip... we're having a little girl.

If you are like me, SHOCKED would the world I would use. I was SHOOOOCKED!
She said, "It's a girl!" and I go, "I'm sorry, what?!?! Are you sure? Can you double check?" I am sure she was like, I have a degree to prove it!

I haven't even THOUGHT of girl names. That will be my next task. Any ideas?

18 weeks, Holy Cow, that's 5 months!

2009-06-11T21:46:00.005-04:00

That's right! TODAY I am 5 whole months along in this whole pregnancy thing. It is FLYING by so fast! It has been so fun, but I still don't feel ready. At least I have 4 more months to prepare.
I had to take this pics myself this morning as Matt had to leave early, so I got a chance to get dressed and ready for work first. Unlike all my other ones, I take them in the morning before Matt leaves and I am always in my PJ's.

17 weeks today 18 weeks tomorrow...

2009-06-10T10:17:00.002-04:00

I know! I KNOW! I owe you a picture. I will post one tomorrow I PROMISE! I can't believe that today is the last day of my 4th month. It is FLYING BY!
We find out on Friday what it is... I think I'm still going to call it baby Hooker just for kicks. I'll be honest, I love the mystery of it. It's kind of fun not knowing. I guess it's still a little unreal when I don't know, as if I am still trying to prepare myself mentally or something, but it's kind of fun having a little mystery to him or her.
SO, what do you think we're having? BOY or GIRL???

"Homeless Row"

2009-06-03T09:30:00.002-04:00

I know that it sounds bad and it kind of is, but I work caddy corner to what is known as "homeless row". The same ones are there every day. I've gotten to know them over the years and even give some their own name. Now, I'm talking about them as though they are not human, and believe me they are. I have chatted with some and they have amazing stories about how they got to where they are, others I truly believe have allowed themselves to go crazy over the years.

Homeless person #1:
We call him "the screamer". No one really knows his name, but he stands at Union Station by the newspaper stands and yells to his invisible friends about how the government took all of his money and they owe him his pension. He will cuss this "friend" of his out as he's yelling and throw numbers around like he would have been a millionaire if only the US Gov had given him his money. He is there every single day. He has a coat for the winter, a ratty umbrella for the rain, and short with no shirt for those hot humid summer months. He's truly amazing in his own right.

Homeless person #2:
She is better known as "the painted lady". We aren't sure exactly if she's man or woman, but she has tattoos covering her entire body, face included. She wears about 15 layers of clothing and just walks around town. She is everywhere, and if you ask anyone in DC if they have ever seen the "painted lady" they would tell you a different spot than the last person you asked, but theeeey've seen her. She makes appearances on "homeless row" from time to time.

Homeless person #3:
She is the "singer". When I am coming off of the metro in the mornings (and it's only in the mornings) I hear her. She's not bad, if I must say.

Homeless person #4:
She is the "dark lady". She yells, but it's only at random. She's pretty much the scariest person on our streets. She walks homeless row in a stare glaze type of eye. It's very Michael Meyers. Then! One time, a co-worker and I were walking from the metro and passing the "dark lady" the lady stopped and looked at my co-worker and yells "LESBIAN!!!!" We quickly kept walking, but... it was weird. My co-worker is in fact NOT a lesbian but married happily with two cool boys!

Homeless person #5:
"Do you have any change you could spaaare" guy. He is sweet. I have talked to him before and I give him money when I can.

Homeless person #6&7:
This is two people. They actually stand outside our office. When our parking lot was next door to our office, one would wash our cars for cash. Then would just keep asking for more. His buddy is missing a foot. Not sure what the story is, but we believe he makes more than we do. I think his friend used to live in our parking lot. He had this whole two story situation going on with his boxes and it took up two parking spots. We called him "Jack in the box". Needless to say "Jack" had to move. There is a building there now, but they hang around asking for money. I think one co worker asked him if they could borrow money from him. My co worker told him he has given more money to this guy than his own kids...

Last but not least and what made me even think of doing this piece.

Homeless person #8
I have only seen this lady a couple of times but I can hear her for BLOCKS! She SCREEEEEEAMS at her invisible friend! I mean I have never in my life heard anything like it in my life. This morning she was standing on the corner as I was crossing the street YEEEEELLLING at no one, or maybe just people passing by. But if you don't give her money she yells at you! Creeeeepy!

I encounter these people on a day to day basis. It makes me humble as I come from my home to my job, wearing clean clothes and with somewhat of a sound mind. And I sing that song all the way to the office, "count your blessings, name them one by one..."
I work in a mission field or a mine field depending on how you look at it.

I never thought...

2009-06-02T12:04:00.002-04:00

This is in complete contrast to my previous note, but yesterday, I was cut off by some older man getting on the metro! Like as in, he pushed me out of the way so he could take the last seat available! SERIOUSLY!?!?! Now, personally I don't feel I am even big enough to warrant a seat, but I do think you can tell it's not just me eating too many Ray's Hell Burgers up in here. And it's not that I wanted the seat, but the dude pushed me out of the way to get to it!!! Amazing!

So, being the kindhearted Christian I am, I stood over him with my belly in his hair infested face! FYI, no one got up to give me their seat. Where's my "challenged" friend when I need her!?!?!

A lady, my belly and her grocery list...

2009-05-31T07:00:00.003-04:00

I keep forgetting to blog this, but it is so blog worthy, even after a week has passed I'm still going to blog this for you.

I was on my way home from work last Thursday. I switched to my orange line to head home. I actually got a seat without someone offering me their's. I was sitting in a seat that was facing across from this woman. You could tell that she was mentally challenged, but didn't think too much about it. I watched her dig in her bag, get out a little pad of paper and scribble something. She was in quite disarray. Well, our train broke down one stop into our trek and we had to off load. I get off and stand patiently for the next train with everyone else, and I lose track of my friend sitting across from me.

I get back on the metro and everyone crowds on in frustration. Well, this time I wasn't planning on sitting as most of the seats were being taken...but one. The seat next to my friend across the isle. A lady got on behind me and was planning on sitting there. I told her to go a head and have a seat. She looked frustrated to even ask me, but whatever. She went to sit down and my friend goes (in a loud voice) "NO! This seat is for her!" and pointed at me! "She's pregnant! She has to sit here!" I was mortified!!! The lady in more frustration goes, "she's not going to let me sit there." Sorry sister.

So, I sat down, but not after being jolted forward slamming my foot into some poor guys foot, after which I just kept apologizing. When I was seated and situated, the lady started patting my stomach and rubbing it and said, "You're pregnant. You've gotta take care of this baby." Everyone on the train was watching me and the whole situation. She wasn't speaking with her inside voice. So, of course I go, "yeah, I do. It'll be here before we know it." She said, "yeah, you've gotta take care of it." (patting my stomach of course)

She proceeds to again, rumadge through her bag to get her little notebook pad out and scribble some more then just couldn't get situated. I asked her if she was okay, and she said, "Yeah, I forgot something on my grocery list. I forgot ranch dressing." I said, "Oh! Well, you don't want to forget that." She goes, "I have 8 things on my list, wanna see?" I couldn't make out her list, but as long as she knew what they were, I guess that is all that matters, right?

As we were pulling away from the stop before mine, she leaned over me to see where we were, so I told her. She told me she had to go to Vienna, which is the end of the line, so poor girl had a ways to go. Then she asked patting my stomach again, "do you have a name? Are you the next stop?" I told her yes I was the next stop, but no we don't have a name yet. And she goes "WHAT!?!! You need to name it!" I of course know this, but as I was getting up she goes, "Don't forget to take care of that baby!" I replied, "Take care, and good luck at the grocery store."

It was one of the most random experiences on the metro so far. It was funny, bless her heart!

Memorial Day weekend

2009-05-29T04:24:00.005-04:00

Memorial Day weekend has come and gone...booooo
As thousands gather the streets of DC for the "Rolling Thunder" down Constitution Ave, we left town! We drove out on Friday, and on our way we actually saw about 100 motorcycles with their police escort driving across 66 as they made their way into the city. Where did we go, you ask???
GATLINBURG!!!
Yes, that's right. Matt and I hitched up Pearl (my car) and headed for the great Smoky Mountains! I sang that Alabama song the whole way, don't you worry. We met up with Matt's family who takes a trip there every Memorial Day, and this was just our first year to go. We couldn't stay the whole week as Matt is trying to save up "leave" (that's what he calls vacation)for the baby. The Smokies are beautiful this time of year. It was very very green and so wonderful to breathe fresh air again!

I have attached a few pics for your looking enjoyment! Enjoy! And yes, my belly has gotten bigger in the last week. I feel fat, but I am enjoying that little panel in my pants!

This is my wonderful mother and father-in-law

My two nephews

My sister-in-law and her hubs (his name is Matt too) and baby

I can never keep my mouth closed!

And here is Matt and I with baby belly

And here are a few out takes from our adventures!

This is my "come hither" look. I think it's working!

"Matt stop climbing on rocks!"

I get this all of the time!

I have no words for my action here... you have to love me!

Don't worry... Perry pics are coming! LOOK OUT BRANSON! HERE WE COME!!! Happy weekend to you all!

Allllmost 15 weeks

2009-05-19T10:58:00.004-04:00

Okay! Okay!! I have found a minute this morning for Matt to take another shot of the 'ole gut!
Seriously! If I ham it up, I can usually snag a seat on the Metro.
I went to Georgetown this past weekend to find some new clothes that might fit. I don't think anyone in Georgetown gets pregnant, b/c there wasn't a maternity store in site. I even went to GAP! The closest GAP Maternity is 30 minutes outside DC! YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME?!?! I guess everyone in Georgetown is so wealthy that instead of going to look for clothes when they're pregnant the clothes come to them, or they have Christian Dior design them all for them. So, I just bought bigger clothes and dresses for the summer until I can get back to Oklahoma where we all know and love GAP, Old Navy, Target, etc. It was like digging for gold, but I did walk away with a few cute outfits that I will soon be to fat for! :)

the 80's are BACK!

2009-05-15T14:30:00.002-04:00

First it was the leggings trend, the multi-colored outfit trend, the mini skirt made a brief appearance on some trend, now NKOTB (late 80's early 90's) has made a come back! But, lest we forget my favorite trend, the stereo/boombox on the shoulder trend. I SAW IT TODAY!!!! There was a man, if I'm lying I'm dying, walking down the sidewalk in my neighborhood with the stereo on and tuuuuuuuuuurned up, just sittin' on his shoulder like it was the most normal thing to do on your way to work. He was all kinds of jammin' out. Unfortunately he wasn't listening to "Parents Just Don't Understand" or it would have been picture perfect and I would have had to go buy a scrunchie. It was so funny to see, especially being one who adores the 80's. It just isn't something you see everyday in the streets of my neighborhood. I kind of wanted to give him my ipod and let him know that it's the 21st Century now, but I couldn't. I was too proud of him. LOVE THE 80'S MAN!

Mother's Day in a psuedo kind of way

2009-05-11T10:24:00.004-04:00

Yesterday was Mother's Day, as I am sure you all knew. When they asked all of the mothers at church to stand, Matt told me I could squat. (he's too good to me)

In light of my current situation, I of course got to thinking about motherhood and the roll mothers, our mothers, my mother plays, has played, and will play in your life and mine. I got to thinking about the example of motherhood I have had over the years. My mother has been my greatest role model for how to be a great mother, not perfect, but the best mother anyone could be. She had a hand of both a gentle touch and a firmness when needed. She raised me to know, love and serve the Lord in a faith that I am proud to stand firm in today. I thought of my grandmothers and the life they led as a mother and grandmother. I thought about my mother-in-law and the amazing family I have blessed to marry into and the son she raised just for me. I got to thinking of my sisters-in-law and the mothers they have become, as I have fortunately gotten to see them all first hand become the greatest at what they do for their family. I thought about my friends who are mothers, which is the majority of you, and the role you have stepped into in the last few years and you have done it with such grace, faith and of course style.

I just sat in church in awe of the women and mothers God has blessed me to be surrounded by my entire life's journey. Then I got to thinking about what kind of mother I will be. Will I be a good one? Will I get it right? Will I reflect the woman of Proverbs 31, as was talked about in church yesterday? Will I live to the standards that have been set by the tracks and shoes I have to follow? I can't lie, I got a little scared, nervous and excited all at the same time. If you know me at all, you know that I doubt myself in most situations. I have always known I would want to be a mom and fortunately still do, but I think it's now the I hope I get it right I'm wondering about.

You see, on Friday, it all came rushing to reality that I am about to become a mother in a "this isn't a test run" kind of way. Here's why.

Ironically in light of the "holiday" weekend, I received the greatest gift an expecting mother could ever ask for, which was to hear my baby's heart beat for the first time. I was frozen in amazement and in awe of this rapid beat that wasn't my own. Matt goes, it must be working out in there, running laps around your uterus. Thanks honey. But WOW! I really have a baby coming my way and it has a heart beat! I suddenly wanted to protect that little person from what it's about to enter into this coming Fall. I wanted to sit and listen to this noise the rest of the afternoon. It was just the coolest experience thus far in my pregnancy journey. I mean, seeing it was great, but it looked like a little popcorn shrimp. A heart beat, meant it was this little person that was alive and growing so fast. It was just surreal.

I know I will never be fully prepared for what is to come, b/c lets be honest, with God's plan, are we ever really prepared? But I know that on this Mother's day, I felt something different. It was a new sense of highest honor for my own mother and the mother's in my life than ever felt before.
So, I salute you mothers. Happy Mother's Day to a the special mother you are.

Excuse me, is that your bag?

2009-05-07T09:49:00.002-04:00

If you ever ride the metro in DC, which I do at least twice a day, you will here this question come over the intercom at least twice. You also get a friendly reminder from your driver at least once. At least that is usually the case for me.
Well, today, I was on the metro on my way to work and low and behold, there was a bag! It was a suit case that had no one around it. It was just a bag sitting there by the door. People could hardly get on or off the train because of this stupid bag. Well, people started wondering and asking this exact question, "Excuse me, is that your bag?" Everyone and I mean everyone was like, "uh, no." And you could tell that people were kind of getting worried a little about what was going on with this mystery bag. *Pause* When there is a "mystery bag" on the train, they have to off load the train, they shut down the metro station, the bomb squad comes in, they stop traffic, IT'S A MESS!!
*Back to the story*
One stop later, this guy, TWO ROWS away from this bag, in a HUFF goes, IT'S MINE PEOPLE! Breathing annoyingly stomps up to get his suit case and puts it back by his chair. Pissed off that he couldn't leave it unattended...
Well, COME ON MAN! It's post 9/11!!! Of course we are all going to wonder, not to mention, no one wants to be off loaded! The bomb squad thing is kind of cool to watch, but I've got places to go! Don't get pissy b/c you have to keep a hold of your bag. Some people!

ps. this is the 4th day in a row that someone has gotten up and offered me their seat on the metro, and I don't even think I'm showing that much! It's a perk!

Thank you for being a friend...

2009-04-27T10:23:00.002-04:00

Well, this weekend a beloved woman who graces my TV more than most, passed away. Not that I mourned, but the girls of gold are getting older, as two have now passed on, and it makes me sad a little as this show is like comfort food to me. I watched the "Golden Girls" religiously as a child on Saturday nights. As a kid, I rarely got the sexual humor, but I thought Rose was right up my ally. Still do. Now as an adult, I get the sex humor and it's funnier than it was in the 80's. There was rarely a life lesson to be learned at the end of each episode like "Full House". Nor was there ever any real slapstick comedy that forced you to just shake your head like "Family Matters". It was just 4 older women who lived together in one house and by the end of the series they were a family of 4 women brought together by life's circumstances and friendship. I guess it just reminds me of another relationship or two that I know.

Dorothy with her rigid sense of humor and extremely dry sarcasm has been greatly appreciated for years. Her relationship and dynamic between each woman was truly art, but it was the mother/daughter duo that always had me in stitches. Estelle Getty, who played Dorothy's witty and blunt mother, was the fan fave, even mine. She said the things that I could never say to anyone. If only I could be more like Sophia...
I told Matt that "Dorothy" passed away and he goes, "huh, must have run in the family.", as "Sophia" passed away in July of last year.

As much as I love TV, if you know me, "Golden Girls" ranks up there with "Sex and the City". As it was the SATC of the 80's.

So, to Dorothy and Sophia...here's to you. Stay Golden!

it's just funny

2009-04-24T13:15:00.000-04:00

Although I haven't puked, but felt like it a time or two... I thought this was funny.

Op! There it is!

2009-04-24T10:46:00.005-04:00

The belly has arrived! Here is the belly pic to prove it. I think it just looks like the belly I used to make in college when I would pretend to be pregnant or make a bagel out of my gut. (don't tell Matt that last part) Matt took these this morning while he was walking out the door and I was getting ready for work (6:45am thank you very much). So, I look a little out of it. I always put my makeup on when I'm half asleep. That way it's like a surprise when you see yourself in the bathroom mirror at work.
Speaking of work... in case you're wondering, it is less than the cool thing to do to get pregnant before 35 around here. That has been interesting to watch as people give you the "Awe! Are you excited?!?" I'm tempted to say "NO!" at some point just to get a reaction, but...
I do look forward to being big enough that I can kick people out of their seats on the Metro!! Big days are coming for me (literally)

oh, and my skin hasn't seen the sun since 2007 so... I'm the whitest native american I know. Chief Sequoia would be so sad.

How we told them

2009-04-23T10:38:00.002-04:00

Some have been asking how we told our parents well, here you go:
My family:
We had not been to the Dr. when we sent our package to my family. We decided since we didn't have the token picture to send, and wanting to send it to them for Easter, we would play a little game with them. If you know me at all you know that I ABSOLUTELY LOVE board games! My brother's used to hate my night at family night when I got to choose the family activity of choice. I always wanted to play monopoly or candyland. THEY HATED THAT! hehehe...
Well, with that in mind, we sent each member of my family an egg. In the egg was a reese's cup (my fave) and a scrabble letter. The letter's spelled out "We are pregnant".
They opened it up when everyone was at my parent's house for lunch. According to my sister's-in-law, my mom went to town putting these letters together. She yelled at my dad to come see what she had done, or what we had done I guess. They told me that dad was in denial, that my mom just wanted it to say that (as she got all the letters in the right place), and made her try to make it say something else. They called to see if it wasn't something else and then my dad just asks, "Are you pregnant??" With everyone laughing and cheering in the background I had to tell my dad "yes." Bless his heart! His next sentence was "Well, I guess I don't need to have that 'other' talk with Matt now, huh?" HA! Needless to say, by 6:00pm that night, I think the entire town of Ft. Gibson knew they were going to be grandparents again. One sister-in-law said that my brother looked at her thinking it was her way of telling him they were going to have another baby... poor Darren.
Now Matt's family:
We had gone to the Dr. that afternoon before driving to Va Beach to see his parents, so we had proof in tow. We had actually bought some fun Easter eggs for them too, so on our way down we stopped off at Kinko's to make copies of the pictures for everyone to have in their eggs. On Saturday when everyone was over, Matt pulls out this Easter basket with the eggs in it. He said, "We found these funny joke eggs and wanted to share them with you. They're pretty hilarious, but just remember it's kind of a joke." I mean, what else is the poor guy going to say. I was dying eggs on one end of the kitchen with my little nephew and they were all at the other end around the table. Well, when the eggs came Kahmani ditched me, but whatever. So, everyone opened their eggs together. All I remember hearing was "ARE YOU SERIOUS???" and then screaming!! HA! My sister-in-law came ruuuunning over to me (she past Matt) with the biggest hug! I LOVED IT! Then next was his mom! I think they were excited! ha! It was so fun to see and hear our families reactions. It was such a great weekend.
November 11th! Ready or not here we come!

You're going to put that where???

2009-04-21T21:57:00.002-04:00

Well, Some of you have been asking about the Dr.'s visit and how that all went. Well, let's just discuss leading up to the visit. I called the day I found out to make the appointment, b/c that's what the box said to do. My Dr.'s knew before Matt! I just wanted to be fully prepared with information before I told him (that's my story and I'm sticking to it). We set it for 5 weeks from that day, so I would be 9 weeks pregnant at the visit. Do any of you know how hard it is to wait 5 weeks for anything??? I had to wait 5 weeks to tell my parents, 5 weeks to know if the baby is doing okay, 5 weeks to see a heart beat, 5 weeks to get that fun little picture you show off to all your friends and family!!! 5 WEEKS!!!! KILL ME NOW!!!
The week of the appointment rolls around. I couldn't believe it was finally here!! Luckily it went fast b/c I was helping with our VBS at church. Matt and I had a terrible argument on the Wed. prior. You know how couples are...
Friday finally gets here and we get into the dr.'s room. It was so awkward b/c I have never had a man in "that" room with me before. It was so weird. Long story short, my dr. walks in and, well, she is just great! She could tell I was nervous b/c I really just wanted to know that all was well in there. So I see her dressing this stick thing. (and by dressing, "you know what I mean!") I kind of looked at her with this eye of "where is that going to go?" It didn't phase Matt. When she said "you see that little flashy thing there", pointing to the screen. I said, "yes." She then said, "That's your baby's heart beating." I started to tear up and I looked at Matt and said "We have a heart beat." I knew at that moment that all was right with the world. I didn't in that moment understand how someone can say "there is no God" b/c looking at that screen, clearly there is and what an AMAZING God he is!
The rest was just routine. I didn't hear half of what she said to me and and what point I just said, "what?" and she looked at Matt and said, You got that, right? HA! It was funny! I do have pregnancy brain really badly. I FORGET EVERYTHING!!!! OY! But that was our Dr.'s visit. We are excited about our baby, our dr., the hospital, and the life's journey we have been set to now embark on. What a journey, and I hope I can remember to blog it! :)
ps. I promise a belly picture will come soon.

Sick and tired...

2009-04-21T21:52:00.002-04:00

I've decided to do better with my blogging, but I have been sick since Saturday. Matt, the good man that he is, loves me so so much. He wants to share everything with me. He always says "what's his is mine and what's mine is his". Well, he loved me enough to even share is cold with me! I have not had a voice in 3 days! I KNOW! If any of you know me, you know this has been almost impossible for me! And since the whole pregnancy thing, I have been EXHAUSTED to the inth degree! If you add a cold to that, well, let's just say I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.
Some of you have asked about how I have been feeling, well, up to this point, I have been feeling great (minus the falling asleep at my desk at work). It has been an easy pregnancy thus far, but I know I am just tipping the iceberg.
So, I have not forgotten about my blog...I've just been sleeping for the last 3 days.
On the upside, we went house hunting on Saturday. We have prospects! I might have a baby's room and a Mary Kay office by June! Hip Hip Hooray! :)

...the rest of the story

2009-04-17T00:52:00.004-04:00

Well, as I said in my previous post, Mike, Shelly, Anderson, Matt and myself all went out to dinner for their farewell dinner. It was so fun!
Shelly was telling me all about the Oprah episode with the moms on there that were just giving advice and talking about pregnancy and motherhood. Well, it sounded like a good car crash to me, of course I asked questions.
Halfway through looking at the menu, Shelly starts playing a little Angela Lansbury detective style. She informs me that the crab cakes I thought I wanted were on the "bad foods list" along with the fried calamari. Well, it was a good thing I wanted the fried chicken fingers...
We start talking about the weekend, and Matt and I told them we were going to Matt's parents. "For what?" she asks with a very excited tone. I sadly had to burst her bubble to remind her it was Easter weekend and we hadn't seen Matt's family since Christmas.
I get a phone call from a source that shall remain nameless, but informed me that Shelly had a plan in her head of what Matt and I were "really" going to be doing in VA Beach. My source tells me that Shelly thought we were going to tell Matt's parents that we were pregnant and then we were going to call my parents and tell them, and then on Monday would tell everyone else.. Did I get that right, Shelly?
Well, miss Shelly, you were wrong. We didn't call my parents. We sent them a package that told them for us! :) But for the most part... you hit the nail on the head. :) How did you do that? Actually, Mike called the date EXACTLY!! So, technically, you were even out foxed by your husband. :)

10 weeks and counting...
Matt and I are very excited. (This was the first post Matt helped me write. I suspect there will be more Matt voice to come)

Take me out to the ball game and then to KS...

2009-04-17T00:36:00.005-04:00

Well, our "couple friends" Mike and Shelly have moved back to KS. In light of their last days in DC, the best thing to do was go to a Nationals' baseball game. They were playing the Baltimore Oriole's. Thanks to Ronnie Deck, we got our really awesome seats for free. It pays to know low people in high places. Needless to say, I think there was a good time had by all. Even little Anderson had fun!

Shelly and I enjoyed the chatting and the chili...

...but no one enjoyed the chili more than Michael...

Matt and I just enjoyed their company, as we do like the Nats, we usually go for beer and hotdogs. This time we went for the company, well, mainly to play with Anderson.

(I swear I didn't drop him)

A few days later, we had our farewell dinner with them at their favorite little place near where they were staying.
That's the thing about DC, people come and go here so quickly, but the best thing is is that you meet and make new friends! I'm very thankful that God brought them to DC and into our lives. We miss you guys already!

Questionable Behavior

2009-04-01T09:53:00.002-04:00

Okay. I was thinking on my way into work this morning about my time in DC thus far. I have been here for over 3 years now! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?!?! It has flown by but at the same time feels like it has been forever. I have been living in the same neighborhood for 3 whole years. I have walked the same way to the Metro in the morning for 3 years and the same way home for 3 years. In all these 3 years something has always puzzled me. In my morning, afternoon, evening and eve weekend walking to the metro I have always noticed and wondered the same thing...
Well, let me back up. In my daily walk I pass a building. It's an unmarked building with only two entrances, that I know of. The two entrances are both blocked by security guards. Now, my building has a security guard downstairs where you flash your badge and keep a walkin'. Not this building. This building, in front of the parking garage doors has AT LEAST 4 men and 2 big dogs standing there with their automatic weapons. We're talking BIG GUYS with BIG GUNS (and not in a "that's what she said" kind of way). I HAVE NO IDEA what is in this building that requires a car check with guns and dogs for everyone that enters it. We're just in a quiet little neighborhood... and they are there AROUND THE CLOCK! It's like, who are they keeping in there? The other entrance has only one guard with one gun, but it is in the tunnel of the metro. I'm telling you, it's bizzaro! I have spent 3 years wondering WHAT IS IN THERE?!?! and I have yet to find the answer. I want to ask, but I don't want to get shot! Any ideas?

The weekend

2009-03-31T10:39:00.004-04:00

Well, last weekend launched the beginning of the wonderful Annual Cherry Blossom Festival. Because they are so beautiful, thousands come to the city for the extravaganza! This weekend is the parade down Constitution Ave. where all see and be seen, including the one and only Aleeeex Treeebek! This weekend, aside from the parade, is the Japanese street festival. If you want to come visit, now is the time.

Then and Now!

2009-03-27T12:37:00.002-04:00

Okay! Okay! I know...It's been a little while. Sorry. It's been a little busy. Okay, not really. Lets catch up!
We have a new President, which was quite the site to see... During the weekend of the Inauguration, Matt and I decided to just settle in for a long winters nap. Leading up to the big day, it was awful to get to work, so the thought of walking in 10 degree weather across the bridge with the rest of the country to stand or not to stand on the mall, well, it just wasn't my idea of a good day off. So, we woke up on Jan. 20, 2009 and watched the makings of history up close and personal...on my couch! I had several friends make the trek, and some made it to the mall and others couldn't quite get to the spot they paid for. I made it to mine! :) So, with that, we have a new president.

I made a new friend, Shelly! Mandy's sister-in-law! They are here for a short amount of time, and I will be so sad when she and her hubs leave me, but that's the beauty of friendship that I have found; when you get a good one, you will always keep in touch. She and her husband Michael have become good "couple friends" with Matt and I. We are mainly their friends b/c they have the cutest little boy in the world, and they have to tag along when we ask Anderson to come over and play. (kidding, sort of) But it has been so fun getting to know her better (or at all really). We are all going to a National's game next weekend together, where I will see Ronnie Deck! I'll let you know how that goes.

My parents came to visit! Valentine's was spent with the people I love; my husband and my parents. We had such a great time. I will have to post pictures when I'm not blogging at work. :)

THEN! My BFF Mandy came to visit! You can visit her blog for pictures! It was sooo fun! Between the two visits, I have a renewed sense of fresh air around me.

The thing is, being in DC, it's easy to become hard and bitter. I HAVE ROAD RAGE for Pete's sake! So, when people you know that are in your comfort zone where you don't have to be someone else, you can just be you, comes to visit; It's a breath of fresh air! SO COME VISIT!

Matt and I have decided to buy a house. Where? We have no idea. When? We have no idea. So, we really are on the right track to making this happen. We have started the process with a Realtor, and the nice thing is, Matt knows what he's doing more than me. The guy was talking about loans and something else, and I think I dozed off a bit. I'll keep you updated.

And with that, I think you are up to speed on the last 2 months of my life. OH WAIT! I started Mary Kay!!! How could I forget that one! It has been a true blessing and I look forward to slapping the stuff on all of your faces! :)

Okay. Now, it's time for lunch. More later (and by later I don't mean 2 months from now)

She'll see it later, honey. Her eyes are frozen.

2009-01-15T09:56:00.002-05:00

I am wearing 5 layers of clothing today. My face was frozen in a constipated look sort of position by the time I got to work today, not to mention a runny nose and watery eyes. And that was just a 2 1/2 block walk from the Metro to my office. I know Morgandi is getting it worse in Chicago, but HOLY CRAP it's COLD! I hope it gets colder...wait...it is going to be a balmy 11 tomorrow. I'm pretty excited about that! If I fall on ice, I promise to take a picture of the wreckage.

It only takes a smile...

2009-01-15T09:37:00.002-05:00

...and the next thing you know I'm in the midst of a conversation with a complete stranger.
Okay here's what happened:
I was walking from my office to the Metro. I didn't go the way I normally go b/c it was FREEEZING and I just wanted to get home, so I took the first available crosswalk and went with it. Well, at the other side of the street, you have to look over your shoulder a little to see for on coming traffic, which is what I was doing at the time of the "smile".
I was standing in the street (of course), and this lady was standing on the curb as we were waiting for the light to change or a car not to come, which ever came first. I glanced over my shoulder for on coming cars and I caught the eye of a woman who smiled at me, so me not being rude, gave a nice smile back. Whatever. I kept walking, and this lady caught up to me.
She started chatting with me, so me being nice, answered her questions, like "So are do you work around here?" "Are you participating in any of the Inaugural events?" What do you do for a living?" and naturally I returned the questions back to her (thinking what a nice lady or awe, she needs a friend) We chat about our work blah blah, and by this time, we are on the platform waiting for the train (2 blocks later and 2 escalator rides later) and she was asking me if "journalism is my calling" and I thought to myself, "Oh, she is going to minister to me. That's nice." I don't know why I thought this, but I did. We got to talking about our "calling" when I pushed my glasses up on my face with my left had (my wedding ring hand), as the train was arriving. "We are all looking for our calling, well it was nice to meet you" and she immediately cut off of the conversation and RAN onto the train! I mean, didn't even finish the conversation. Most keep talking as you walk onto the train, chat until it's your stop. NOT HER! She just ended it. The whole situation had me puzzled and a little weirded out. I was just trying to be nice, and I'm trying not to thing that she was trying to be "nicer", if you will. Now, I'm not making fun of her, it's more my cluelessness to the conversation and the whole situation that I went home, told Matt about, and he proceeded to laugh at me for not realizing what was going on. He and I both agreed she was just trying to be nice. Right?
I'm a lightening rod for the odd...I swear! No more making eye contact with anyone...EVER! ps. this happened the DAY AFTER the petting situation.

So few...brain cells

2009-01-13T17:21:00.004-05:00

There are very few Bank of America's in the Downtown area. I have to take the Metro to get there from my office. It takes a little time for me to ever find one and get to depositing checks and what not. Every time I venture into a local branch something strange always happens. (I'm sure you're shocked) Well, today, my co worker and I had to both go to the bank. We hopped on the red line to, where, none other than Chinatown. (I held my hair as to not be petted this time)
We have to sit at the bank for a little bit b/c my friend needed to get a signature from a man that didn't quite seem to be in any kind of hurry, b/c we had to sit and wait with this man who seemed harmless and minding his own business. It was fine. UNTIL...
She and I were having a conversation and she used the word "curiouser". Now you and I both know this isn't a real word. She asked me, "Is curiouser a real word?", but before I could even get the words, "I'm gonna go with no on this one" out of my mouth, this guy chimes in randomly with his accent from downunder. "Of course it is. They say it on Alice in Wonderland!" Well, if they say it on Alice in Wonderland, then it must be true. And I'm Tweedldee and she's Tweedleddum! Then he proceeds to tell us all about Alice in Wonderland and how great the book is, we should be reading more, etc. etc. The man we needed the signature from just couldn't call our name fast enough! It was the longest 1/2 hour of my life...a 1/2 hour I can never get back.

Something creepy

2009-01-13T12:22:00.003-05:00

So, I get on the Metro to go home yesterday, I sit down in the front seat with an open seat behind me. The train stops at Chinatown and on walks a man who sits down behind me. Now I rarely pay attention to what is going on around me (unless there's a fight), so I'm just minding my business. I'm listening to Patti Griffin and playing solitaire on my Ipod. It's what I do. So, this man sits behind me. I feel a slight tug on my hair. Well, I just thought he was grabbing on to the bar that is on the back of my chair, and he was at first, but then he STARTED PETTING MY HAIR!! Petting me. Like a puppy! I have never in my LIFE been petted by a stranger. I was so beyond creeped out. Fortunately, my stop was next and I seriously couldn't get off fast enough.
And that was my day yesterday.

If I wanted to go to Inauguration...

2009-01-12T16:46:00.002-05:00

I would have to put on my walking shoes, my friend.

As you may or may not know we will have a new president next week. I think the only way you WOULDN'T know this is if you live under a rock. In light of this overwhelmingly historical event, as our first "african-american" president is inaugurated into office, many have chosen to be apart of this whole situation. When I say many, there is suspect of 4ish million people expected to arrive here over the course of this next weekend.

People are renting their homes for THOUSANDS of dollars a night. Hotels have been booked since November 5 and DC has been building stands and stages since late October.

As for transportation in shuttling these "4M" people around... MARC train (Maryland Commuter train between DC and Baltimore) riders will not be allowed to use their passes on the day of Inauguration, but will have to pay for your seat. The Metro will be charging the "peak hour" rates that day, you will have to pay to park at the Metro's "park and ride" stations, and last but certainly not least, they are SHUTTING DOWN the bridges from Virginia to DC. All who can't get on the Metro in VA are going to have to WALK to the Capitol. Granted, I have done this before, but it wasn't January and it wasn't b/c I had to do it. They have shut down the streets around the Capitol.

Fortunately for me, Inauguration Day is a Federal Holiday here in DC. Matt and I thought about leaving, renting out our home, but decided we had better not, seeing that all who came must leave. There is no way we would get back!
So, if you need me on Inauguration Day, I will be holed up in my house with my husband, my remote and maybe a puzzle.

A hiking we must go...

2008-12-03T15:41:00.002-05:00

Matt and I recently took a day and headed out to the place we first hiked together. It was just as fun as I had remembered, only this time the trees were changing and the mountains were covered with dark orange and yellow. It was truly beautiful. A sight to see.
It always reminds me of just how amazing our God truly is. It's always so nice to escape the city and visit the peaceful mountains and fresh air around us.

Needless to say, on our way back, we decided we didn't want to live outside the beltway. It would take HOURS to get to work, but that is a whole other story for another time.

The return of my freshman year...

2008-12-02T09:21:00.005-05:00

You can take the girl out of Oklahoma but you can't take the clumsiness out of the girl.
I don't know if you know me, but I tend to be a little clumsy in my step from time to time, and well, moving here has not changed that aspect about me at all. I never hurt myself physically except maybe bruising the pride a little, but other than that I am usually fine.

You may or may not recall my freshman year when I fell in my Gen Psych class with 150+ of you watching. Did I mention this happened on my FIRST DAY of my Fr. year? Terrified, I sat in the first seat I saw with everyone in the class staring at me. Then just when I thought all had forgotten about it (mid class) Dusty Davis leans down and says "Watch out for those stairs, they'll get you every time."

I was feeling pretty confident about myself this morning, which is usually when tragedy strikes my steps. As I was coming up out of the metro at Union Station along with everyone else who works on Capitol Hill, taking my first to cross the street my foot slips. I was so shocked when I all of a sudden I found my self on my butt! I mean, STUNNED! I quickly picked myself up as though it was all one motion in hopes that no one would see me, but I have a feeling they all saw this situation go down (literally). The man walking next to me asked if I was all right, which was very sweet. I answered "I'm good, thanks." and quickly walked shamelessly with my head down the rest of the way to our building. Now you would think I would be in the clear at this point as those around Union Station disperse to their own places of business, but as I was waiting for the elevator in my building one of my coworkers walked by and asked if I was okay. :( I sadly said "yes, thank you." and again shamelessly slinked myself onto the elevator and into our office. I hope this isn't an omen for the rest of my day.

Off to the races...

2008-12-01T15:33:00.005-05:00

I don't even know where to begin! After 3 years of living in DC, I went to my very first High Heeled Drag Race. It's exactly what it sounds like... Men dressin' in drag and taking a jog down 17th St. in Dupont Circle. Let me just say it was quite the site to see!! As we stood there freezing, the energy of men in makeup walking the street in a parade like manner showing off their fashion and faces kept us warm all night long! I won't give away the winner, mainly just b/c you don't want to see that picture...but I can say, his heels were more of a wedge which we think is cheating.

Some co workers and I gathered the streets after work for the Dragging extravaganza! I had no idea what I was getting into!

Mary Kay was my favorite (naturally)!

Ace and Gary! (not really drag but still funny)

Michelle Obama made an appearance.

For every Michelle there was a Sarah Palin.

And lest we not forget the women from Texas.

And this is just a taste. All I have to say is if you ever get a chance to witness the drag racing situation, take full advantage! It's like a car crash! You just can't look away!

To Mandy's House I go

2008-12-01T15:19:00.004-05:00

I of course don't take any pictures of Mandy and me. It was all about Vivian as she turned 1 whole year old the day I arrived into town. I naturally couldn't put her down as she was more fun than watching Golden Girls! (which for me says a lot).

There is nothing better than a lazy Sunday afternoon, a package of oreos, a glass of milk, your best friend and of course Sex and the City the movie.

I didn't even get to take pictures of Tams, or Dara when I saw them. Maybe I'll have Mandy send me some...

Needless to say, Viv and I had a blast, she told me she did! Mandy and I did too...

A week of giving thanks.

2008-12-01T10:45:00.008-05:00

I think this little face of my 1 year old niece says it all about our Thanksgiving holiday this year...
It was goooooooooood. I looked like this at one point, but opted not to put my picture up for you to see.
Matt and I escaped DC to the great state of OKLAHOMA! And not just Oklahoma, Ft. Gibson, OK! For me, this quaint little town with two stop lights, is the greatest place to call "home". It was nice to slow down for a minute, catch up with friends and enjoy time with family.
We did everything from eat to shop on Friday (which is a bad idea) to sit in the freezing cold at the OSU/OU game.
On the great day we all were there to celebrate, Thursday Nov 27, 2008, we didn't just do Thanksgiving. When the Perry's get together, it's an extravaganza.
At 12:30 Thursday Nov. 27, 2008 the Perry family celebrated Thanksgiving. There was a ton of turkey, casseroles, stuffing and the always present cranberry sauce. At 1:30 Thursday Nov. 27, 2008 the Perry family celebrated my 29th birthday (the sequel), and finally at 2:00pm Thursday Nov. 27, 2008 the Perry family celebrated Christmas with Matt and I since we will be at the Hooker family's house on Christmas this year. It was quite the day!
Matt experienced his first Bedlam game! For me, there is nothing better than sitting in a sea of orange. It was a great game, but of course we went home saddened the Cowboys couldn't quite pull it off. We couldn't decide which was worse, sitting in the freezing cold or losing the game...

...either way, we had fun!

After a week in Oklahoma and 5 lbs later, Matt and I hopped on a plane or two and got back to DC at 1:30 this morning. It's nice to be back, but now I have to do laundry.

Things I do for friends...

2008-07-30T16:44:00.003-04:00

There is a VERY cool place here in the area that has this huge outdoor amptheater where some incredible concerts are held. They have various artists and types of music throughout the summer from opera to Les Mis to Gladys Knight to Hootie and the Blowfish. It's a very fun place to go and relax on a warm summer night and listen to some great music.
Well, I went with a friend to the Indigo Girls concert. Now, I know a few songs, and by few I mean 2. Soo, as I am sitting there, enjoying the music, I notice I'm one of 3 people out of thousands who don't really know what's going on, but I am just tapping my foot to the music. UNTIL, the ONE song I know begins to play and literally the ENTIRE place erupted. People were to their feet faster than they could say everyone up! It was quite the night, but a great concert! If you ever come to town. Ask someone how to get to WolfTrap.

Even I think I should be arrested...

2008-07-30T16:05:00.003-04:00

Okay. So here's what happened. I was walking to the front of our office to get some water from the kitchen, always glancing in the conference room to see who is being interviewed today. Well, on this particular day, it was Tim Daly and Richard Schiff and an unnamed lady with her back to me. I naturally start gawking at the front desk, like HOLY CRAP, TIM DALY! My coworker was really excited for Richard Schiff, as she is a HUGE West Wing fan. Well, after 3 walk arounds to "get water", we decided it was best for me to just go out and get coffee. So, me and three other co workers went downstairs and got some fresh air, and who walks out... and ! I KNOW! So, I was TOOTALLY rubber necking and needed to flee from myself for a moment. So, we breezed past them and headed toward Starbucks just around the corner. Well, they start "following us" and wind up walking on the opposite side of the street as us, but ultimately end up right behind us in line! I'm FLIPPING OUT on the inside. If you know me at all, you know that I can't hide a single emotion if you paid me. Well, I'll keep my stalker story short. Everyone kept cutting in front of my friend, including the two of them. Once Mr. Schiff realized what had happened he apologized, but she dismissed it by telling him "You're lucky I like West Wing so it's okay". I'm just staring at Tim like, holy crap I just saw you this morning on "Wings"! I couldn't really get any words out until we left and I yelled out "BYE" to them on our way out the door. I looked really stupid, but it was sooo worth it!

God Bless America!!

2008-07-12T00:15:00.002-04:00

Well, tonight I did something I had heard about since I moved here. It was something I just "had to go see", as what most had told me. Well, I gave in and went.
At the Washington DC Marine Corps Barracks on Friday nights there is the Marine Corps parade. I honestly thought it was going to be an actual parade...in the streets...not so much.
I go with two girls that Matt used to work with at his previous position, whom I become good friends with. Anyway, the 3 of us get to the barracks and are literally escorted by a Marine to our entrance gate. One of the girls in my group gets hit on and stalked by this little guy who just wanted a date, but she has other plans in life, bless his little heart.
We were escorted to our seats and sit down in bleacher seats inside what is literally barracks. The scene is really indescribable, but I'm going to do my best. It's about as long as a football field and as wide as a tennis court from wall to wall. On one end of this massive field is this HUUUUUUUUUUGE mansion where the Marine Commandeer lives. I learned that the Commandeer is THE head guy of the Marines. I was hoping to be asked over for cake and tea, but no go...I had to get home.
These buildings that surrounded us were beautiful and HUGE! It was just so amazing to hear the history, but sadly it was coming from a guy who was screaming information at us over crowd noise.
Okay, I'll get to the good stuff!
The Presidential Marine Corps Band comes out and plays us a few tunes, there is some yelling of commands and what not, THEN, out walks this massive wall of men in uniform with gun in tow, marching to the cadence of the band playing. They slam guns down and do all of this stuff and what not, and there are just so many of them and the beat of their motions is resonating off of the concrete buildings around us. I blinked every time they moved!
We stood for the National Anthem, and in my eye shot was this 80-90 year old man and his adoring wife standing there with such resilience, dignity and pride. He stood there so proudly, knees bent, and was at as much attention as his little spine would allow, saluting as though he had never forgotten his belief in our great nation and standing next to the woman who carried his heart, holding his hand. It was really at that moment I caught a knot in my throat. You could hear the murmur of the crowd singing along to our nations song, getting louder with ever measure, and I just looked at this little man and I thought to myself, "I hope one day, our generation will be as proud of our country as this kind soul who fought so hard for where we are today." I too, in that moment, stood there proud to be an American, catching a glimpse of true patriotism.
When that was over, the men and their guns marched on to the field. They moved in silence to the cadence of the beat in their heads and twirled those guns, made those turns and kicked their heels with such precision it was truly AMAZING!! THEEEN...they all line up throwing their guns up in the air and all this stuff I'll spare you details to, but it was just so awesome!
THEN, they closed out with the drum and bugle corps. Of course they played my favorite "Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy" in none other than accompany B!

They had a whole ceremony and what not, but they closed the whole even by pulling the massive flag off of the massive flag pole, and one sole man on top of the building in front of us...spot light on him...playing taps.
As my dad would say, "Now that'll put a knot in your throat now, I'm tellin' ya!" And it was true. After seeing the preciseness of what these men do, not just on this field but in the field of battle or in peace, they stand tall and are proud to "support and defend". And you know what, I am too. No matter your political belief, you are Americans, and I don't know about you but I am proud of it.
God Bless America!

What's your color

2008-04-25T16:14:00.001-04:00

What's Your True Color?

My Result: Orange

You're a bold, confident orange. A warm, powerful color that indicates a strong, welcoming personality, orange is the mark of people who are social and extroverted by nature. Vibrant, with an upbeat attitude, you have a bright, inviting demeanor. Energetic and fun-loving, you're a real friend-magnet. Your easy charm and unassuming manner make you the sort of person people want to meet and get to know better. Well-rounded and fun to be around, you enjoy helping others, so it's no surprise that orange also symbolizes attraction. Orange is an extraordinary color — for an extraordinary person.

What are you?
http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=colorogt&c=50652

Pope and Circumstance...

2008-04-19T06:36:00.002-04:00

As you may or may not know...the Pope, or Papal as some call him, was just in town. It was amazing to see a city's/ country's reaction to one man. I have seen Queen Elizabeth on the White House lawn, which was a pretty big deal, but hher arrival to our country was nothing compared to this one man's entry into our great nation. People...THOUSANDS of people trains,plains, and automobiled it into our city to catch a glance at what some call "the connection to God". The city shut down for the days he was here. Metro was offering the "Mass Pass" for the day of Mass, which people started toward at 5 am on that Spring Thursday morning. I must admit, it would have been cool to see such a powerful yet gentle figure of our time, but vacation time is precious to me. Jenn saw the top of his head from the fountain on the White House lawn, but I had to stay behind and work...bummer I KNOW! He road his "Popemobile" all over the city, which would have been just as fun to see as it would have been to see him. We had 46,000 people show up to our Nationals Stadium for the Pope's first Mass on US soil, but still again, the closest I got to seeing him was on my computer screen at work, while catching the action on the live cam on msnbc.com. And yes, Dara, I would have paid money to introduce myself to the Pope as a Hooker! Maybe next time.

When the Egg Roll is called up yoooonder...

2008-03-24T11:49:00.005-04:00

This morning I woke up at the butt crack of 6:30am to meet Jenn to partake in the National Easter Egg Roll on the White House lawn. She had invited me and a couple from church with two VERY cute and animated children (Grace and Alex). We get there to wait in a tent and then we were herded over to the White House where secret service felt it necessary to take my apple and granola bar (afternoon snacks). I'm not bitter. Well, not as bitter as Grace was when they took her jelly beans. I guess if protecting our President is THAT important then we both sadly handed over the goods.
We saw lots of bunnies and story book characters. I REALLY wanted my picture taken with Raggedy Ann and Andy, but Jenn thought that shoving a child out of my way might be thought of as wrong on sooo many levels. WHATEVER! I'm a kid at heart and I think that counts for something.
The kids did the ever so famous rolling of the eggs, which was quality entertainment at it's finest. We then stood in the 39degree weather to wait for the famous Easter Bunny and the President and First Lady to come out and say "hello"! It was chaos at it's finest. Children were everywhere, and the natives were getting restless to say the least.
Meanwhile I was looking around for Troy Aickman who was there to read a book to all the kiddos. I personally wanted him to read a book to me, but that's another story for another time (matt knows my aching for Aickman, he's okay with it. He has Jessica Simpson). It's all about the kids today.
Once the President, First Lady, Easter Bunnies, Jenna Bush and Barbra Bush all came out of the house to say "hello", we watched as the President blew the whistle that officially started the egg rolling festivities. Then we went to hear Laura and Jenna read a book to hundreds of children who probably cared more about the stuffed people walking around, as Alex was one in search for a yo yo. The parents however, were push to shove to get a glance at such an elegant woman as Laura. I have to say...girl crush, just a smidge. Did I mention that the Jonas brothers sang the National Anthem? Yeah, the lead forgot a couple of words and made it up. It was pretty funny.
Well, Jenn and I left Grace, Alex and their parents to enjoy the festivities as a family, while Jenn and I had to get to work. Not before we got our Easter pic taken and a little wave to Elmo and Gordon who joined us all of the way from Sesame Street. Oh to be a kid again!
and ps. the Cherry Blossoms are well into bloom!!

HAPPY EASTER!!!

2008-03-23T21:21:00.003-04:00

Matt and I just got back from Virginia Beach visiting his family for the weekend. It was relaxing and nice to get away from here again and get to see my new family. I basically played with my 2 year old nephew all weekend! He's soooo cute, and I feel that I can really relate to him on some levels. I understand how hard life can be when your sippy cup gets clogged.
The Easter Bunny showed up this afternoon after church and had eggs scattered all over the back yard, so naturally I elbowed the kid out of the way to find the "prize egg". He found it first! So, here are some pics from our weekend at the Beach.
Enjoy!

Pics of the day...

2008-03-19T21:01:00.004-04:00

Well, I promised you pics from the 2 day protesters. Let me just say, some of them are a little disturbing in order to make their point.
A day in the life of DC:

STOP THE DRILLING...STOP THE OIL...STOP THE YELLING...GIVE ME A KISS!!!

2008-03-18T10:36:00.006-04:00

So, I guess the "Operation Iraqi Freedom" started five years ago tomorrow. This is the life of living in DC...See what you all are missing!!!!

I got this email this afternoon from our HR Dept. I guess they are telling fellow DCers that we are going to have a hard time getting in and out of the city tomorrow. YAY! I'll be sure to take pictures for you.

Please read below:

The U.S. Department of Homeland Security has provided notification of anti-war demonstrations to occur in Washington D.C. on March 19, 2008. The various anti-war demonstrations are being conducted by “United for Peace & Justice”and the “Washington Peace Center”. Even though the main event of the demonstration is scheduled for McPherson Square, there will be additional small demonstrations throughout various locations within the city. Demonstration times vary; however, the total time of the demonstrations is expected to occur between 8:00 a.m.–6:00 p.m.

Reportedly, the anti-war demonstration event coordinators are encouraging attendees to avoid confrontations and violent activity.

Expect travel disruptions on streets north of the White House between H St., NW and P St., NW and between 12th St., NW and 19th St., NW. Expect significant protest activity on K St., NW between 12th and 19th streets.

Anti-war demonstrations to occur in Washington ?D.C. on March 19, 2008 event details:

"Blockade the IRS": Participants will meet at 7:30 a.m. at McPherson Square Park and march south-southeast to the IRS headquarters at 1111 Constitution Ave. between 10th and 12th streets, NW. They will gather outside the main entrance at 8:00 a.m.

"Disrupt the War Profiteers": Student groups and activists will converge upon the streets throughout the day to rally outside offices of large corporations such as ExxonMobil, Shell, Halliburton, Lockheed Martin, Bechtel and the IMF/World Bank. Violent actions are not expected but participants may attempt to enter buildings and disrupt routine activities.

"Separate Oil and State": Participants will meet outside the American Petroleum Institute at 1220 L St., NW at 13th St. Starting time for this event is not yet available.

"Veterans March for Peace": The march will begin at 9 a.m. at 7th St., NW on the National Mall between Madison and Jefferson streets. Marchers will pass a variety of locations.

"Critical Mass": Cyclists will meet at 8:30 a.m. at DuPont Circle (P St. and 19th St., NW). They will travel through downtown possibly riding south on Connecticut Ave., NW to the White House. It has been their intent in the past to intentionally disrupt traffic.

"Granny Peace Brigade Knit-in": A sit-in is planned for noon outside the Veterans Affairs office at 810 Vermont Ave., NW. Violence is not likely and there should be minimal disruptions to routine activities.

"Funk the War": Similar to Disrupt the War Profiteers, student groups will converge on the K Street corridor. Participants will meet at Franklin Square Park (14th and K streets, NW) at noon and travel down K Street.

"March of the Dead": Dozens of activists will roam the city dressed in black representing those killed in the Iraq war. Minimal disruptions are likely.

"The World Can't Wait": Anti-torture rally at 1:00 p.m. at Lafayette Square Park on H St., NW at the White House.

"March on DNC": Participants will gather at 5:00 p.m. at the Reflecting Pool on the National Mall and march to the headquarters of the Democratic National Committee at 430 S. Capitol St., SE.

In addition to the events listed above, other unannounced demonstrations are possible. Temporary roadblocks and detours may be established on short notice. Law enforcement officers will be on site to maintain the flow of traffic. Monitoring local media for updated road conditions is recommended. Public transportation may be more congested than usual. In areas where these events are planned, especially near the White House, parking may be restricted.

What a weekend!!!

2008-03-18T09:21:00.005-04:00

Well, we got her off and married. Tams is married!! Let the journey begin for her. I hope it has started off the way she had hoped and prayed for all these years, and may their life together be filled with the joy and love of Christ.
All went as predicted: She looked beautiful and us girls had a great time together. Helping set up for the big day, there was some bruising, but throughout the weekend there was also a lot of laughter, and yes, even a few tears.
It was great to see old friends, and even make a few new ones. For me personally, this weekend proved to me once again that having girlfriends by your side, makes life a little easier to walk through, a little more enjoyable to live. I miss them more than words could express, but what a breath of fresh air it was to be with them this weekend. I won't go into too many details as I'm sure others have posted the same comments on their blogs, and since most of you reading this were there...well, here you go...

Girlfriends...

2008-03-12T10:06:00.005-04:00

My friend Tams is getting married this weekend! I get to escape this city and go back to the land where people are nice! Seriously, I watched a guy flip off another car for NO REASON yesterday!
I am so excited about this weekend! I get to see my girlfriends again, as it has been just over 6 months since our last swah-ray (sp?). It's always a breath of fresh air when I am with them. I can dress incredibly tacky (mumu and all) and I know they hold no judgment...well, maybe a little. There is, for me, no better place than in the presence of my girlfriends. We ALWAYS laugh, maybe shed a tear or two. There are no words to describe our relationship with each other, and our hearts, no matter how far a part we are, are always intertwined with one another. God has richly blessed me with these amazing women in my life.
I am so excited for Tams, as she takes the leap of faith into that deep and abiding relationship with the one she calls her "love". May their marriage be blessed by God's tenderest of hands, giving them the lifetime they hope and pray for together.
It is going to be a fantastic weekend!!! I can't wait to tell you all about it when I get back.
(of course those who actually read this will all be there to witness this all first hand)

(the girls that hold me up)

The funniest thing I have seen in a long time...

2008-03-11T23:05:00.003-04:00

YOU HAVE TO WATCH THIS!!! It's the FUNNIEST thing I have seen in a LOOONG time! I laughed so hard I could barely breath!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpg3xM-niVw

My first suit...

2008-03-11T16:45:00.006-04:00

Okay, maybe not MY first suit per se, as I got my first suit at the ripe old age of 14. However, on Saturday, Matt got his first suit. I naturally had to take pictures for all the world to see, as my parents did with me...at age 14.
It has been an adventure in the search for the right suit for him, as he rapidly approaches the end of his military commitment and joins us in the "civilian world". I personally think that he is going places...

So, it was a slow Saturday...it was raining! Anywho... I hope you had a great weekend too!

GIRL'S NIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!

2008-03-11T11:34:00.007-04:00

Well, Friday night was the party of the century!! Not really, but we did have a lot of fun. Me and 6 teenage girls spent the night at the house next door to the church. I don't know about them, but I had SO MUCH FUN!! They are such awesome girls that are just trying to make it as a young Christian woman in the world that surrounds them daily, but aren't we all?? These are just a few pics for the nights event which included:
"The Notebook" (which I had never seen)
A rousing game of "Catch Phrase"
manicures/pedicures
an interesting game of "Cranium"
a good game of "BC" since we can't use the "S" word we said "C" instead.
baking brownies around 1am
"Legally Blonde"
and "Princess Diaries", well until we all fell asleep that is.
Did I mention all of the junk food we had in the meantime?? I would have to say that it was such a fun night of girls just being girls!

...One is silver but the other's gold...

2008-03-06T14:18:00.005-05:00

I found this picture on my computer!! Don't ask me where it came from, but let's take a minute and reflect! It is such a great picture. It feels like this was taken a million years ago! It's soooo good! What great days those were for me!

Here's my new office...

I have been blessed...

A night at the theatre in the POTUS box...

2008-03-06T12:54:00.007-05:00

Now this is a little silly to be telling you, but it was sooo cool!!!
I was invited by a friend to join her and others at the Kennedy Center to listen to a flutist from the President of the United States box! Okay, this was cool on SOOO many levels...
1.) I had never been to the Kennedy Center before. Matt and I have tried on SEVERAL occasions and have always FAILED miserably. I had heard it was BEAUTIFUL, but I wasn't prepared for breath taking!

2.) I sat in the POTUS' box!! It was beautiful. It had official White House pictures hanging on the walls. The fridge was filled with everything from champagne to water to official White House M & M's (my personal favorite) and much much more!
(did I mention that everything had the presidential seal on it??)

3.)I was with some pretty wonderful people. It sort of turned out to be everyone in the box knew everyone else. (DC is a really small town)

Now, I won't mention the crazy lady in the box next to us, but she made our night all the more interesting to say the very least.
Over all, it was such a great night and one I will always remember!

I just can't help myself sometimes!!

2008-03-06T10:26:00.004-05:00

So, as I was walking down stairs, mid afternoon to get coffee with some girl friends here at work, we walked passed someone that looked unbelievably familiar! One girl said to us, that was Al Franken! Naturally I rubber neck as I am walking passed, and sure 'nough, he's coming into our building. Knowing he is running for a Senate seat in Minn., I automatically assumed he was heading to our floor. I, by this time, was too starstruck to even want coffee any more. The sooner I could get back up to the 7th floor of the North Capitol building the sooner I could introduce myself to someone I have been quoting for years!!! He was ALWAYS one of my faves from SNL! He coined some great quotes over the years, and one particularly close to my heart and I'm sure yours as well is "I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and dog gone it...people like me!" GENIUS!!!
So, I quickly come back to the office, to be greeted by our receptionist who excitedly told me "Al, is in the bathroom!" Naturally I have to hang around to catch a glimpse of my SNL hero (I know I should raise my standards a bit, but throw me a bone).
So, I make casual conversation until....there he is. He walks through our double glass doors with a smile on his face and yet seems a little confused as to where to go. I naturally offer up my help to point him in the right direction, looking calm of course. I introduce myself and let him know that it is an honor meeting him. He was sooo nice and compared to me, unbelievably short! Well, I made my way back to my desk completely star struck and could barely finish my work for the day. OH THE DAY I had!!!

This is an official Roll Call picture. Photo by Douglas Graham/Roll Call

February...

2008-02-21T17:02:00.003-05:00

So, I'm not sick anymore for those who are wondering. The month of Feb was a pretty crazy month. A lot has happened! (All of which will get their individual posts to come)
One weekend we had a church work day and I painted a classroom (not by myself by any means)!
Matt and I celebrated our first Valentine's together and I didn't wear black, although I almost did!
I triple booked myself for this weekend, which is pretty typical, but you'll have to wait and hear about this weekend later.
I became a Virginian this last week. I'm pretty sad to give up my Oklahoma license and the lady had to pry it out of my hands, but hey I took one for the team.
It iced over...I fell and busted my butt on the ice on the walk home.
And the list goes on... Needless to say, it was a big month for me.
I thought about voting but didn't. In the month of Feb. I also sent out countless www.someecards.com!!! It's my favorite website EVER! It's how I converse with those closest to me these days. However, I don't think I could ever send one to Wendy Craig. She's too nice for cynicism.

Well, I'll make these individual posts for more details, but I thought I would give you a little something until then...so you know I'm not sick anymore.

Peace and love!

I'm an old lady at heart

2008-02-03T15:36:00.000-05:00

I like do to puzzles...sue me. Matt and I were both sick and it gave me something to do besides blow my nose.
Unfortunately, I didn't have the patients to finish in our tiny little place. 1000 little pieces scattered all over our condo didn't bode well for my state of mind. By week 2 heading into week 3, the puzzle went back into the box and into the closet.
I'll just go back to watching "Golden Girls".

New Years Eve

2008-02-03T15:14:00.000-05:00

Our New Years Eve was without a doubt one of our most fun days in a while! We decided to be a tourist for once in this city, because, who knows, we may have to move sometime soon. We hit the "International Spy Museum", where I was afraid of getting stopped by a stranger and having to remember my fake identity you receive upon entering the museum. Having to pretend something with a stranger was my worst nightmare to say the least. Over all it was a really cool museum and highly recommend it to all who visit.
After the museum we hopped into this little Irish pub for some lunch. After sitting there for a few minutes memories of Vienna and "The Barrel" came rushing back, and for a minute I forgot I was in DC. It's one of our new favorite spots in the city.
Post lunch was another museum, only we went to one of the FREE Smithsonian ones this time. It had a really cool atrium, but about 30 minutes into the museum, we were museumed-out.

(this by the way is made entirely of kitchen foil, as in what you use to wrap your sandwich in!!)
We decided to head toward the National Mall to take a gander at the city Christmas lights that were still up. This is the national tree with all the trains running around it and what not.

It was a pretty cold night so we decided to head over to E Street for a movie. This is a movie theatre that only plays independent films here in the city. We decided to see Juno, which has become one of our new favorites!
On our way home, by way of metro, we saw all of the party people out and about. So, we decided not to head home just yet.
We stopped off for some dinner around 9 at our favorite little place down the street from us. There was a HUGE New Years party going on in the basement of this place and we thought about crashing but decided to head home just in time to count down with Ryan Seacrest and gang!
Our day wasn't anything too terribly exciting, but it was just a day out in the life of DC. Happy New Year!!!

Lazy days...

2008-02-03T15:10:00.001-05:00

Okay, so I haven't been so good about the upkeep of this blog for the month of Jan. That's just b/c it was a pretty boring month.
There were a few things in Jan. that made me turn my head, such as:
Do you remember me telling you about the singing man on the Metro?? The guy that was singing the Christmas tunes, well, turns out it's his ministry!! I see him/hear him all of the time!! Except now, instead of singing Emanuele he sings church songs out of a leather bound song book like the green ones that used to reside at FTG C of C when I was a kid, "Songs of Faith and Praise" to be exact.
One morning he was on my first train, and when I switched he was on that train too. Ironic we were on the same cars?!?!?! At any rate, he was singing songs we used to sing at the nursing homes on Sunday morning. It didn't bother me that he was singing, so much it bothered my that my reaction was so "what is this man doing??" . It was a humbling experience to say the least when he wrapped up his song and these ladies stood and applauded him in his work for his Lord. Right then and there I realized that this is what our faith sharing should be all about. Sure, there are going to be people who scawk and glare, but at least this man was doing something to share his faith. I look forward to the next time he is on my train. Maybe I'll jump in on the alto line...

Barney Cam....

2007-12-20T15:04:00.000-05:00

...it's a slow day in DC.
If you have never heard of Barney Cam, now you have. It is a camera that follows Barney and Miss Beazley around the White House getting ready for the Christmas decorations and parties. It's pretty cute if you like dogs. If you don't like dogs then, you'll watch and wonder why our tax dollars are paying for this broadcast. Either way....Copy and paste (because I don't think it's clickable) the link below and enjoy a little Christmas cheer from the First Dogs to you...

2006 is funnier than 2007 so I attached that one as well. Enjoy!

Merry Christmas! or should I say...Happy Holidays!
2006
http://www.whitehouse.gov/barney/barneycam2006.wm.v.html

2007
http://www.whitehouse.gov/barney/barneycam2007.wm.v.html

Mr. Hooker...

2007-12-18T14:44:00.001-05:00

As most of you know, I'm a Hooker. It's legal now. It's on my social security card. I have proof. However, some think I have made my husband up. He's a myth of my imagination. I promise he isn't. Unlike those who take the HOV lane with their blow up passenger in tow, he's a real person.
I try not to gush too much about him b/c I wouldn't want to make anyone throw up. However, he is more than a wonderful guy, and I consider myself the lucky one to have him in my life. I'm pretty proud of him, like that soccer mom who doesn't want to talk about her kids, but since you asked she's going to tell you everything anyway... That's me. People in my office question whether he knows exactly what he has gotten himself into...then they just shake their heads and say "poor Matt."
The other part of DC that I find interesting is the military life. You don't hear too much about it in the DC area. People know it exists, but no one really talks about it. Having just entered the military life myself, it has become a whole knew world for me. You see, Matt is a "designated" pilot for the US Navy. (I don't know why the "designated" part, but he flies E-2 planes on and off of aircraft carriers, and that's all I know) He is stateside right now, thank the Lord, working just outside of the Pentagon. After Sept. who knows where we will go, but going wherever together is a pretty exciting adventure to think about.
Being a wife of military is so far beyond what I thought it would be. I won't bore you with details, but it's something I never thought I would be a part of. I am so much more aware of the military and who they are, their ranks, what branch, how can you tell their ranks, bases around the world, discounts...the list goes on. I have an ID that gets me on bases, discounts at the movies and even cheaper medicine. I told you there was a lot to take in and I'm definitely doing just that. Matt makes fun of me about some of the things I get excited about in this regard.
Military life has its perks. It also has it's downfalls too, such as living in fear of your husband being deployed, even though you knew this possibility going into the marriage. We don't think about it in day to day life but it's always something that sits in the back of your mind in wonder. In the meantime, I have Matt here with me. My mom used to tell me our love would change after we got married. Who knew she would be right? I love my husband more and more every day. I never thought I would get to have such an amazing man but I consider myself truly blessed to take his name, even if that means being Mrs. Hooker. I think I pull it off. You?

Lunch as usual...

2007-12-18T09:48:00.000-05:00

So, a few of my co workers and I went to lunch today in Chinatown. It was lunch as usual except, when we got on the Metro to go two stops from Union Station (where we work) to Chinatown, we were, yet again, serenaded by, you'll never guess, an accordion. It was GREAT! He was pretty good to be honest. He made me want to get out of my seat and do a little German jig or something. My favorite part of his playing was, not only was he good, he knew he was good. When he stopped playing, he started clapping for himself so everyone else would clap too. He was needing money, and he was talented enough to get it. I just think it's funny, the experiences you can have, and the people you can meet on the Metro during lunch as what we in DC would consider usual...

Tis the season to be Merry!

2007-12-17T13:16:00.000-05:00

Next to Fall, this is my favorite time of year! It's cold outside, Christmas lights are on, trees are up, Delilah is only playing Christmas music....What more could a girl ask for??
Well, I'll tell you.
For my birthday this year, 29th to be exact, my friend invited me to celebrate the season at the White House this year. So, after thinking about it for a few minutes...not really, I immediately started thinking about what to wear, of course.
Let me tell you, this was one of the most amazing experiences I have had in my life. What an opportunity of a lifetime! There were Christmas trees everywhere. I could walk anywhere in the WH, except the living quarters of course. There was so much food! Drinks! The Presidents Marine Corp Band was playing Christmas tunes in the main hallway.
We walked in from the East Wing, and immideately met and took our pic with the President and First Lady. WOW!!! I was fine, up until it's time to walk into the room where they were. Now I see why they give you a little drink before you go in. I denied my right to do so, but at that point I was regretting that decision. After we did that, we walked up stairs, and we had the best time. I met Josh Bolton, the COS for the President. I even met the chef and was just as pumped to do so as if he were a high powered official making life changing decisions for our country's future. We sat next to an urn which was one of the oldest pieces in the WH. (don't worry, no one was in the urn) I got to go into the Presidential Library, and touch the books or some of the greatest leaders. It's funny that the library sits off of the men's bathroom. I guess it's just in case a man needs some good reading material, but still, it was amusing. It was pretty cool to think about the people who have been there before, and the parties that took place before. Now I am part of that group of people. Did I mention it was snowing outside that night, so it was a true Christmas in DC experience? It was one I will NEVER forget! I was in awe the ENTIRE time!

Public transportation....okay, modes of transportation in general

2007-12-17T12:33:00.000-05:00

I have to tell you this b/c it's too good not to tell...
I was on the Metro a couple of days ago on my way in to work. I am one of those people who has adapted to the unwritten rules on the metro which are:
1. speak only when spoken to
2. always have something to do (ipod, book, newspaper)
3. don't look anyone in the eye...ever.
4. ALWAYS look like you know where you're going, even if you have no idea
Well, this particular morning as we are all crammed in the train into DC, I'm literally glued by people to the door, I am anxiously waiting for us to get to the 3 main stops where everyone gets off in the morning. If for no other reason but the man next to me will stop sweating on me.
After finally making it to Farragut West (the first of the 3 main stops), people could begin to spread out a little more. Between McPherson square (#2) and Metro Center (#3 and my stop), the most wonderful thing happened.... A man broke all of the unwritten metro rules. He started singing "Emmanuel", the Christmas song. If any of you need to know what it sounds like, call me and I will sing it to you. I looked at the man standing next to me, who was TOOOTALLY rubber necking at this guy. We all kind of were a little taken back by it. I looked around and people were pretending that this wasn't happening, but they found themselves trying not to look. Let's face it, how could you not look? He was serenading us! He was pretty good too! By the time the doors were opening at my stop, he was finished. Do you clap? Do you just get off and pretend like this didn't just happen? So, I still heeding to "the rules", just got off with ipod in ears and newspaper in hand. However, there were those who were still on the train trying to figure out what to do. So, as I was leaving, I hear what sounds like the "Sarcastic clapping family" from SNL. It was a very AWKWARD clap, but a clap none the less. The guy was like, thank you thank you, as he got off at my stop as though he were just going to go on in to work, like everything was all normal and right with the world. I still hold the question in my head....What was he thinking? I'm not asking that in a bad way, I'm just wondering....WHAT....Was...He....Thinking....? Did he want money? He didn't ask for any? Did he just need to do a little caroling before work??? He wasn't singing along with anything. He just sang....Point to ponder...I think.
The thing I have learned about DC is that people are funny. There are 2 different types of people that live here. Those who want to be someone and those who are just trying to live a dream. I have no idea what category this guy lives in.
When you take a cab in DC you really learn a lot about this city. My co worker and I usually try to make friends with our drivers, trying to learn a little more, but also befriend someone who drives jerks around all day. Most of the drivers I have had aren't originally from here. They are usually from Africa or the Middle East, who moved here 25-40 years ago trying to make a life for themselves and their family. Most of them went to college, attempted a desk job for a while, but somewhere along the way... they started driving people around this great city of ours. But, the thing is, they are just so happy to be here. They are grateful and thankful for our country and the opportunities they have had here, whether it be a desk job or driving a car, they are happy right where they are. I just wonder if the guy on the Metro was trying to make a name for himself, or was he trying to live a dream...oooor....did someone dare him to do it?? Either way, there is never a dull moment when it comes to any mode of transportation you choose to take in this city...DC.

Thanksgiving= Food, Family, Fun, and traffic

2007-11-28T10:13:00.000-05:00

You never think you'll see Christmas lights on the freeway, that is unless you live in DC. The highway blockage started on Tuesday afternoon, and our highway turned into a parking lot for 32 solid hours. Getting around town was not possible on Tuesday by any means. People were everywhere, for two days, trying to get out of the city. Airports were backed up, the Metro was packed like sardines, and the streets were, like I said, a parking lot. I guess not a lot of people spend Thanksgiving in DC. Matt and I headed out on Wednesday for Virginia Beach to spend the Day of Giving Thanks with my new family. Knowing the previous days situation, we waited until a little later to make our way into the swirling pool of tail lights. I meant to take a picture of the situation, to prove to you that I'm far from making this up. Traffic was backed up for days, so we pulled over for about 5 minutes to wait for the HOV lane to open up to all cars. With this idea, the greatest that Matt has ever thought of on his own, we made it to VA Beach without a hitch.
I won't bore you with turkey details, but we had a great time at the Hooker house. They welcomed me as if I had been a part of their family my whole life. I put up momma hooker's Christmas decorations as if it were my own home. We had such a fantastic visit. I can't wait to go back.
When we headed back to DC, knowing that the traffic would be worse, we took the scenic route back. It took a little longer, but we avoided soooo much traffic. The trees are changing beautifully in this part of the country, in case you were wondering. We knew we were getting closer to DC as traffic picked up, but we made it home in no time flat. Now, it's time to put up my own Christmas decorations!!!

Garage meet Opal, Opal, meet Garage

2007-11-19T11:00:00.001-05:00

Well, I would have to say that this weekend was one for the books as well. I seem to be having those A LOT lately! I'm a mess, in case you didn't know.
So, here's what happened...
Jennifer and I went to the church for the church "work day" then I dropped her off in Georgetown. I was heading home and was pulling into my garage, when (oops) the door doesn't open. So me being the genius that I am thought to back up and try it again, to see if the sensor would pick up my puck to open the door. Well, I tried twice and no can do. The door isn't going to open. Since I am on a downward slope, putting it in reverse, you have to gun it in order to not hit the door...Well, third time was sort of the charm. I gunned it, but the car wasn't in reverse, and into the door I went. Knowing that there was a car behind me trying to get into the building as well, I knew I was not in a great position. Not only would the door not go up, but it was in a "V" formation now. I slowly backed my car out of the metal wreckage, and pulled over to the side of the road. I think the car behind me was just as stunned as I was, but glad it wasn't them that had to call their insurance, or the condo association to make the claim. After hightailing it into the building to report the situation, I parked the car around the corner, and was going to wait for Matt to come home. When Matt came home, and I finally broke down, weeping in his arms. I took him out to show him the damages, and I bet you can't guess what was waiting for us on my windshield. YOU GOT IT!! I got a $25 parking ticket for not feeding the meter. It just wasn't my day.
Today is Monday, it's a new week and a short one at that. Although, this morning, I plugged our Ipod and it synced and all of the music was deleted from the Ipod. So...I'm sure I have no place to go but up...right?

New York City here we went...

2007-11-16T15:14:00.000-05:00

So, Matt and I went up to New York for the weekend. We saw everything from the Met, the Moma, to the Manolo Blahnik boutique (I try to educate). We took a tour of the New York Life building, seeing my dad's name on a plaque in their hallways, all sorts of things. It was pretty cool! We did the Today show to Broadway shows. We did it all. We saw it all! But for me, the most memorable part of this trip wasn't the NYC experience. Don't get me wrong, if you know me at all, you know that I will take NYC in any way it may come. However, on this particular trip, Matt and I thought we would try something new...the "Chinatown Express".
If you don't know what exactly the "Chinatown Express" is, it's an experience, that's what it is. It's a bus that takes you from DC to Boston, Chinatown to Chinatown. We took the DC to NYC bus (naturally). It's a 3-4 hour bus ride, which isn't bad, unless you take the 2AMer. I don't think our bus had shocks.
Okay, let me back up a bit...finding the place to even catch this bus both ways was an adventure within itself. We found the one taking us there, and when we arrived at this place they call a "bus station", everyone in this basement operation was watching what seemed to be "Asian Idol", and it seemed to be good, as everyone was chatting and laughing it up at 1:30am. As I was thirsty, I wanted to see if they sold bottled water. They had a fridge for drinks and what not, but the only thing in this "fridge" was a half gallon of curled milk, a tub of yogurt, and a half empty bottle of water. I opted to swallow my own spit. We FINALLY get on the bus. Matt and I take our seats to settle in for a long winters nap, that is until the bus left the station. IT WAS AWFUL! It was almost like Chorale tour only 100 times WORSE as far as sleeping goes. I won't bore you with more details, but we arrived in NYC around 5:30AM. It was just enough time for us to take the 2, which was hard to find in the ghetto of Chinatown in NYC, up to Rockefeller Center to be front and center on the Today Show. Boy were we tired. However, all we could do was laugh about what we had just endured. I'm glad we did this together. The ride home was much much better, minus the guy in front of us talking loudly on his cell the ENTIRE 3 1/2 hours home, and that I got us lost trying to find the bus station. It was a very memorable trip to NYC. Definitely one for the books.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY OKLAHOMA!!

2007-11-16T14:58:00.000-05:00

100 years ago today, families rushed the land of the Indian Territory, now called Oklahoma. I wish I could be there to celebrate such a great state!

It has been a while...

2007-11-16T14:23:00.000-05:00

...Okay, so it's been 1 year, 6 months and 12 days since you last heard from me. A lot has happened, so try to keep up with this update.
First of all, I don't think that I ever mentioned having a boyfriend in the previous posts, but I did and now I have a husband. I was married 2 months ago and all is GREAT! I'm officially a Hooker, and I wear the name proudly, as only I should.
I am still with Roll Call. I was promoted in February of 2007 to Retail Advertising Sales. So far so good...and that covers my career in a nutshell.
I wanted to start this back up again, because I really miss my friends and I miss you guys knowing what is going on in my life here in DC. Sooo much has happened and is happening around here. I wanted to be able to share with you all what life is like here in DC. It's a little crazy at times, but a whole lot of fun. Just to give you an idea of what I'm talking about let me tell you, I saw first hand, a fight on the metro when I was headed home from work. It was AWESOME!!! I was freaked out in the midst of the brawl, but now I can say...it was a good one. It was between this tiny man and larger woman (I'm trying to be nice here) and boy were they mad. She had her feet in the seat he wanted to sit, and she wasn't moving, and he wasn't having it. Did I mention that they were complete strangers??? Yeah. I'll tell you it was good without going into details, bore you, and you stop reading.
However, it is stories like this that I feel people need to know, and I plan to share...I hope you enjoy. Thanks for reading...

Roll Call and then some...

2006-05-04T08:02:00.000-04:00

Wow! I just saw the date of almost 2 months ago! Well...I will update slowly b/c it has been an active 2 months here in the city. I have started my job at Roll Call Newspaper. I didn't realize what I was getting into when I signed up for the job. It was a HUGE culture shock coming from OC to DC, especially in the work force. Needless to say, it's been an exciting ride. Yesterday morning I ran a 3 mile challenge with some co-workers for some Capitol Hill race. There were senators, congressmen, media gurus, and so much more participating in this event. I talked to several, but have no idea who they are. I ran along side our gossip columnist, loved and hated by everyone in the political world. As we ran in they announced her name, therefore I had to suck in my gut to look good going across the line. Needless to say, I finished with a key chain, t shirt, and an ear full of local gossip of some well known people I have never heard of. I think the worst part was we were beat by an 80 year old man who had a planters wart that felt like a marble on his toe. YEEEEAH! However, I finished, and I did it in exactly a 10 minute mile. Therefore, I have nothing to whine about. Tonight starts the office softball league. I'm sure there will be more stories to come.

The long awaited update...

2006-03-13T10:26:00.000-05:00

Well, it's been a couple of weeks since I last "blogged", and a lot has happened. Let me just get right to it here:
I saw my first transvestite in the city, hung out with the homeless, paid homage to Seinfeld's "puffy shirt" in the American History museum, played in the park all weekend, got a job, you know...The usual things someone does on an average day here in the city. I will blog about each of these traumatic events as I go through this.
First off: I HAVE A JOB!! I will be employed by the Economist Magazine based out of London. I will be working for their newspaper here on Capitol Hill called "Roll Call", and will be doing their sales/marketing for their classifieds. It has a lot of great perks to it, and the people that I will be working with are really cool. One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.
Secondly: The puffy shirt/the pirate shirt...It is just one of the few random things you will find in the pop culture portion of the American History Museum in the Smithsonian. Next to the iconic shirt lies Dorothy's ruby slippers (not the golden girl Dorothy, which I would have loved), Lance Armstrong's bike, and the legend Kermit the Frog. I think seeing this small homage to our American history is worth every moment of living in this city.
C: Whilst on the phone with my good friend Mandersjo29 and walking down Constitution Ave I came to a stop light, and what to my dismay, but standing in front of me was a man. He was prrrretty. Other than the dude in Amsterdam and Sex and the City, I had never seen a man in drag before. Needless to say, he wore his makeup better than the woman he was with. I almost asked him the color of his lipstick, but the light turned green and I didn't want to leave Mandy hanging while I get makeup advice from the man who wore it best. In all honesty, he was a very attractive woman. Kudos to shim.
4th: While I was in the bank last week I stood in line for 15 minutes while I watched the guy behind the counter hit on the dumb girl in front if it. As the line got longer, the love grew deep between the two of them. I, however, stood in line and talked to this homeless woman who just so grateful to even be able to stand in line at the bank. She was getting her change put into cash. Like the two idiots at the counter, my heart went out to this woman. She was so generous and giving, she tried to give me money. I took it naturally, seeing as how I didn't have a job at the time....just kidding. She had a spirit about her that was beautiful. She made me thankful for what I have been blessed with and understanding to those who are just trying to get by, because really...aren't we all just trying to make a living?
And last but certainly not least: The weather here was gorgeous this last weekend. I spent ample amount of time sitting outside, reading, and people watching. I saw a chess tournament going on with a bunch of 70 year olds like in the movies, couples having picnics, children running around, and dogs chasing after them. I can't describe to you how perfect it is here right now. It's all about to change, but still it was nice to enjoy the weekend.
Spring Break is here and so are the tourists. There are people EVERYWHERE!! It's kind of fun not being one of them for once, however I totally get into the touristy action from time to time. I have friends coming in all week this week, old friends, new friends, and even a few OC students have called me up, so it will be fun to join in the tourist wagon for my last week of FREEEEDOM before I have to rejoin the working world. I'm off to start my week of being a tour guide. I promise to update more often.

Hail to the Chief...

2006-02-27T12:47:00.000-05:00

This weekend was quite eventful as I got to go on a tour of the real West Wing. It was amazing! I got to see where decisions are made, and whether you agree with them or not, it's history in the making, and that my friend is really something to see. Some find this kind of thing boring, but for me it was such an experience to see and be a part of. I went with a friend, as she was our tour guide, her old boss (who is from Muskogee, and his name is Richard), and a family that he knew from TX. The little boy in our group could have actually have given the tour seeing that he, being 12, was the smartest person in our group. He is well on his way to a political seat. I, on the other hand, was walking around bug eyed and ears open to everything around me. We got to see the Oval Office, the gardens, meeting rooms, Cabinet rooms (not like the kitchen), the press room, and secret service men popping up out of bushes. I think I was most amazed by the Oval Office and the Press Room. The President and First Lady were in the House, so there were S.S. everywhere. It was one of the most memorable experiences I have had to this point in my time here. If you ever get the chance to do this tour...take it! I am well on my way to Presidency! I can feel it!

Is this too much to ask...

2006-02-23T18:01:00.000-05:00

So, I spent today in the Natural History museum. I know what you guys can go in for my birthday this year. I can feel that 2006 is going to be a great year for the giving of gift season. It's just a thought. As I'm gazing into the bullet proof glass to awe over this fine piece of jewelry wishing it were mine(hint hint), some guy started asking me questions about my camera. I naturally was taking pictures and he started in and announcing to all who were trying to enjoy a peaceful day at a museum that he had heard a cannon camera. It was very weird. I ignored him knowing mine was not what he was looking for. After taking another picture he realized it was my chirping camera he thought he had identified. I hated to break it to him that he wasn't the expert he had thought he was. Moving on to enjoy more one of a kind fine jewels I ran across him again, so me being the kind person I am walked the opposite direction for fear that he was going try to identify my backpack brand or where I go my ipod. It was very strange. I just wanted a day of peaceful museum gazing and the hope diamond, is it really too much to ask? I think not.

I'm in a band...

2006-02-23T17:51:00.000-05:00

Yeah, so my church has a band. Have no fear, it's not like LIFE church. It's more of a Saturday afternoon band. At my small group study one night the preacher was asking me if I played an instrument. I quickly let him know that if we aren't marching then I had nothing to give to his cause. He agreed the flute wasn't going to work, nor did he need a charismatic drum major. I told him I had sang once before in my lifetime, and I guess that was good enough to get hired for the job. (if only it was that easy in paying positions) We practice every Saturday for the "big" concert coming up in Mid March. I know all are going to fly up, come out, drive over, etc. to see what we have to offer. It's actually pretty cool because they use it as a Saturday night sort of outreach to the community kind of thing. I can honestly say that it is sort of exciting. I feel like I actually have a cause for being here, even if it has all been yet to be determined, it's still nice to feel like I'm a part of something. Even if it's something as small as a church band.

A long weekend...

2006-02-23T17:31:00.000-05:00

As many of you know this last weekend was one of our Nations great holidays where most use as an excuse to visit Macy's 75% sale. I fortunately got off of work on Monday as well, seeing that I am unemployed. I spent the weekend with my new friends. I have to say that it was the best weekend that I have had since my mom left. I honestly couldn't be more thankful for them. I mean, we didn't do a whole lot, but it was the interaction of caring people that I couldn't help but be so appreciative for. We went all over the city, which included an all expense paid trip to IKEA! It took all I had to say no to a few items, but the fact that there isn't much in my funds, it made it easier to say "no" to buying as well. We went down to Chinatown, ate at my favorite place, and introduced her H&M (still not buying anything.) We had planned on going to Mt. Vernon on Monday to celebrate the day of our nations presidents, but not so much. We slept in and I pretended like I had the day off. I wanted to have the full affect of what it's like to have a day off that OC doesn't acknowledge. It was great! There isn't much to tell about my adventurous weekend other than the fact that I have a new friend and I couldn't be more excited about it. That and I successfully found IKEA and can now drive through the district and home again, still managing to park Opal in a compact car parking spot. It was a good weekend.

its a leaky situation...

2006-02-16T14:27:00.000-05:00

As I was cleaning my place last Saturday morning (yes i clean) I found this spot on the wall. At the time I didn't realize just how bad it was until today. After calling down for the "A-team" to come fix the situation some arrived Monday afternoon to assess the damage. They left me a note saying they saw no problems. I had to call down and give them a piece of my mind (i.e. let them know they missed a spot). The two really intellegent teenagers they sent back couldn't believe they missed the large soaked spot on my wall. They said they would call and have someone here on Wed. to fix it. So, me being the woman I am moved around furniture yesterday morning to make sure nothing got on anything. I got home from a long days interview to find...the spot still staring my in the face. This morning I recieved a phone call from my good friend Lailah. I wasjust roaming the place in nothing but a tshirt and my cotton hanes her way, and as I am settling in to enjoy a good conversation and my "Today" show, to what to my dissmay, but a bang at the door. I start scrambling around the place for some pants. I'm telling Lailah that I'm not wearing pants and I need pants, I have to put the phone down to find pants. Another bang...still trying to find pants, as if I didn't know where any were, I found some and got to the door before they beat it down. Standing in front of me were one of the two guys from before and a new friend that had come to tear the place down to fix the leak. The door knob from before left, leaving me with a very nice spanish man and his saw. I wasn't scared at all!!! I enjoyed my Rice Krispies and "Today" as he hacked into my wall. Long story short, I now have to get part of my floor replaced (after they cut out the damaged part and the environmentalist comes to assess the mold situation), as well as the put my wall back together, replace the floor board, and repaint. I know!! And it's all because the guy above me had a leaky situation in his kitchen. Stupid GE products! Fortunately it's all going to be taken care of free of charge. However, I'm living with a large hole right now. I hope the woodland creatures that have settled in don't find their way to my place. It wouldn't be good for them, although it would be company and a pet.

The rest of the story...

2006-02-13T13:41:00.000-05:00

So, I left B&N yesterday, and not having electricity I decided to head downtown to take pictures of the snow covered capitol. I hadn't planned on staying out long. All of the buildings are just right there together, not too terribly bad to get around, right? Well, that's what I thought, and my plan would have worked except when it snows and they said the city shuts down, they weren't kidding. The metro closed in some areas. Riiiight. I get off of the metro at the Smithsonian and WOW, it was beautiful. It was exactly what I thought it was going to look like. It's funny because when it snows every human no matter age or occupation, we all resort back to the time when we were 12 and more than carefree. Walking around the mall I saw organized snowball fights, football games, ultimate Frisbee, tourists like myself, and yes, even some cross country skiers (that was the best one).
On my way back to the metro it started snowing again, which made me want to get home even faster. I found the metro I was looking for, which was a few blocks further than I thought, but it turned out to be closed. Right. So, I had to walk several extra blocks to get to the next metro. At first glance it didn't seem to be in too bad of an area, but as I got closer to the metro station I realized all of the homeless had gathered there for a long winters nap, and in turn those also gathered there were those who harass the homeless. I just followed another couple down and into the metro. I didn't really care at this point, I had been out for about 3-4 hours by this time and just wanted to get home. PS. Did I mention I got hit on during the ride metro ride out to my little excursion? Yeah, only this time it was a little unexpected...She was very nice, but not really my type. I had a feeling that point that I was in for some kind of a day. Needless to say, when I got home last night I stayed there.

Let is snow, let it snow, let it snow...

2006-02-12T11:39:00.000-05:00

Well, it is snowing here. It's been snowing since Friday night/early Saturday morning. We have about 9 inches or so of snow on the ground right now (that I know of). Some parts of the city have about a foot or so, and it is soooo beautiful. I don't think it's going anywhere for a while, seeing as how it's 30 degrees out right now. The entire city is shut down, meaning very few people are out and about. I woke up this morning with the awesome news of no electricity. So, without hesitation I walked down to my favorite little Sunday brunch place and had a nice quiet breakfast. Normally this place has a line out the door with a 30 minute wait no matter how many are in your party. However, on this day there was seating galore with all the service a girl could ask for. Seeing as how I have no heat at my place I decided I would sit a while, drink some coffee, and read my Sunday Washington Post (I already read my People for the week). I am now at B&N doing a little blogging and a whole lot of staying warm. Church was canceled, so I'm just going to relax and enjoy my winter wonderland.

The metro

2006-02-12T11:22:00.000-05:00

Let me explain something really quickly here; the metro is a place where you meet all different types of people, and sometimes you get to meet those that are just different. Yesterday I was lucky enough to see a woman who was a little on the crazy side yell at and cuss out a concrete wall. I was going up the escalator leaving the metro as I heard a woman screaming. I turned around and saw her yelling at what I thought at the time was someone down behind the "down" escalator. I couldn't help but stare, as did everyone else, to see if this woman was in trouble or if she needed help. Well, she needed help, but I don't think that any one of us witnessing this event could really medicate her situation, as she was yelling at no one. After realizing I got off at the wrong stop, I had to go back down. Thinking I would pass her, by the time I got on the down escalator she was gone. My heart went out to her, but there was nothing I could have done to help, as I was quiet passer-byer.
The metro is an interesting place, you see all walks of life; lovers, those making love (seriously), business men, blue collars, homeless, jobless, teens, singles, mothers, babies, ipods, newspapers, germs, and depending on what time of day you ride, partiers, people just trying to pick up a one night stand, or someone just trying to get home to someone or their dog. The metro is interesting. It's a place you can either pick up a cold or pick up a guy, it depends on why you get on and where you get off.

the job hunt.

2006-02-12T11:03:00.000-05:00

Well, since I sucked it up pretty badly this week at keeping you abreast of what is going on here, I'll wrap it up in this one entry. Looking for a job is hard and it sucks. I have been to Capitol Hill, various companies, and a temp agency. I decided to go through a temp agency until I find what I want, or anything for that matter. I did, however, have lunch on Friday with a friend of mine (one who doesn't compare to my real friends, naturally) who I met at my Thursday night study, and she works for the W.H.. She told me about some openings there, so we will see. And that has been my week in a nutshell. Who knew that I could tell a great story in under 5 minutes. Mandy would be proud. I know it's exciting, but you know. I'll get to more exciting things in other entries, some have been asking how the job search was going, and so there you go. Quick and painless.

And then there was the protest

2006-02-08T21:50:00.000-05:00

So, my weekend was what I like to call... "Educational". It was full of museums, rain, a protest, and a partridge in a pear tree. Saturday was the big day. I got up and headed out to Starbucks for a good mocha and muffin. Since Starbucks was full to the max I went home to enjoy my muffin, plus it was pouring down rain, as it did ALL DAY LONG! Did I mention it was cold outside too? Just checking. I decided that I can't just stay in and let it rain on my parade, I had a protest to survey. I went to the American History Museum to finish up what I didn't see with my mom. I was reminded of things of the past; sesame Street, music history, Thomas Edison, America transportation revolution, the list goes on and on. The one thing that I thought was interesting was Julia Child's kitchen. They put a whole kitchen in there. I took a picture for proof. I know the invention of electricity has been a huge part of our lives over the years, but let's take a moment to recognize the revelation of what the renowned Julia brought to our lives...The Naked Chef, Martha! Our world is a tastier place thanks to this woman. Then there was the protest. It was the event I had been waiting for all day. I had heard about it on the news and felt as though I wanted to see all of the action, whether I believe in their cause or not it was still a sight to see. These true believers started their march at the Washington monument (the tall, skinny thing) and ended at the White House, where they proceeded to chant and soak themselves in the rain that had turned into a down pour. They were screaming "BUSH STEP DOWN!" over and over again. I wondered if anyone ever clued them in to the idea that I doubt he caves to their call. He was in Texas speaking, so naturally people gathered here in DC to remind him that in their eyes he needs to take a seat. I doubt he thought after hearing their cry, " You know, they're right. I think I'm done here. I need to catch up on my American Idol. Here, you do it. I'm going back to Texas." Although I agree with our 1st amendment I just thought it was interesting they were just yelling, knowing he wasn't even in town to hear their plea. Needless to say, it was quite the culture that most would be shocked by, but I found it fascinating. I took pictures as though I was a sports spectator. After wrapping up my jaw dropping afternoon I headed home, only to get lost along the way. I found my bearings and headed for the hills, safe, sound, and wet.

Catch up...

2006-02-03T14:35:00.000-05:00

Well, this entry is sort of boring, but full of details. So, remember the wheelchair guy? Well, I talked to he and his what seemed to be a girlfriend for a while after posting my last entry. Let me just say, they were very cool and exciting to talk to. He had some sort of esophagus x-ray earlier, so we looked at it on my computer. Let's just say there is nothing like looking at a complete strangers stomach to bring a group of people closer together. We talked for a while and he told me the details of his motor cycle accident, why he hasn't eaten food in 18 months, and what Dr.'s are doing for him now. Needless to say, it was like watching the Discovery channel live. After that I went to my Bible study group where it was both young and older. I found the lady I want to become one day. She was like Sue only with REALLY cool glasses and a bob haircut. It was really good to have human contact and conversation. Today, I bore witness to an oooold lady singing to herself on the metro, and two guys cuss out someone for not giving them any money. Who knows, they could have been cussing me out, but I just kept walking. I almost gave them a job application, but then I realized I myself might be begging someday. If it comes to that I'll just work the corner of Wisconsin and M (Georgetown), it's a hoppin joint. Now, I am sitting in Panera a couple of stops away from my house trying to avoid over hearing a few soccer moms talk about their children and attacking their teachers because their kid isn't getting enough attention or something. Like I said, trying to not listen, but they are talking rather loudly...and I thought Edmond moms were bad. My resumes are now flying all over Capitol Hill, so we shall see...It's all in my days work. Dr. Phil is on...peace.

Interesting...

2006-02-02T16:27:00.000-05:00

Just when you think you have seen it all. I came down to the conference room to do the 'ole blog, and I walked into an interesting situation. It was needless to say a very humbling experience. A woman was feeding a man through a tube as he is a quadriplegic. They quite possibly two of the coolest people that I have met up to this point. You can tell that they care a great deal for each other. After talking to them, and watching him raise his chair back (which was the coolest thing ever), it put a lot of things in perspective for me. I may not have a job, but I still have two legs, and I can still chew my own food, so where has my positive attitude gone? They were really fun to talk to and hopefully I can see them again somewhere close to "feeding time" for more conversation and scoop on the story of what happened to my new quadriplegic friend. Tonight it's "small group Bible study" with complete strangers. It'll be good for a story tomorrow, I'm sure!

the monster that is my building...

2006-02-02T11:10:00.000-05:00

This is it... The demon that won't let you in.

I got locked out...

2006-02-02T10:52:00.000-05:00

So knowing me you have to know that there is always going to be something right? Well, I was on the phone with our fine congressman Rep. Istook. Seeing as how my building gets virtually no cell phone signal, and there was a loud talker in the conference room already, I had to pace the lobby as I talk. Why was I in my lobby you ask? Answer: Because I no longer get internet in the condo because the people I was stealing it from caught on to my plan. My lobby has free internet, so I go there now. Back to the story...So, there is a quick little phone interview going and I had to go outside to get better reception. Being completely enthralled in the conversation, as he was about to give me his email address to send him my resume, I realize I have no writing utensil. Well, run back in and get it you say. Well, I tried that, but much to my dismay and forgetfulness, realize the main doors are locked 24/7. I am now locked out of my building, I have an important phone call hanging on the line, and I have NO way in the building. As I am calmly telling him, "just one moment I have to get a writing utensil." while freaking out on the inside begin to tap on the window. Loud talker can't hear me because he is talking so loud and it echoes in here. I see a man, but as kind as he his he ignores me, knowing I just walked out. After about the longest two minutes of my life, amidst making stupid small talk with on of our states finest representatives, a woman from the corner office of our lobby lets me in. I make a mad dash for my pen and paper to avoid any more nonsense conversation, we all have a happy ending. The moral of this story...Talk on a land line. And it's not even lunch yet.

Let me introduce you...

2006-02-01T13:33:00.000-05:00

Let me introduce you to who I like to call "loud talker" and "Bob the naked guy". These are two people I might be writing quite a bit about down the road. First of all, "loud talker" is the girl that lives down a floor and diagonal from me. She stands out on her balcony to talk on her phone, as most of us do. However, the entire building can hear her conversations, which might I say can sometimes be very interesting. I won't go into detail about her phone conversation, but someday we'll talk about phone etiquette. Now, the naked guy lives across the courtyard from me. He leaves his window open as he walks around naked with roommate in the house. It's very interesting. I have had plenty of roommates, and I can't say that I have ever eaten dinner naked with any of them, while watching TV. If I did, I would close the blinds. I'm sure there will be more to this story down the road, but as I have been introduced to these to people, you should be as well.

i'm on the hunt...

2006-02-01T13:15:00.000-05:00

My day to day life thus far is pretty boring. I'll leave Barnes and Noble here pretty soon to go home and endulge in Dr. Phil's life lessons. I have spent most of my time people watching as I continue my search for a career. I will spare you the details of it all, but I think I have found a life long career in people watching. Standing on the street the other day (not for work, but on the phone) I was butt brushed by a homeless person. It was my first butt brush, and I can't lie...it was a little weird. I have seen a man who was strangely too muscular. I tried to take a picture as if I were a tourist trying to snap a good shot of the metro system. I don't think he bought it, but he was a very strange looking person. There are people everywhere, with their own story, but I have more fun making up my own about them. So, I'm still looking for a job, but in the meantime I can people watch for a source of entertainment.