Barney Cam....

...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...

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...

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!

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

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

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

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...

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!!

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...

...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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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

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.