Wow. So many things have happened in the past few weeks and I have been neglecting to share it on here -- sorry, lack of time! My weekdays are busy with work crises, crazy winter travel, and much-needed sleep...my weekends are filled with dear friends, fancy holiday dinners, and lots of conversation!
I'm in Detroit right now, and I'm pretty tired. We got in early this afternoon from Saginaw, Michigan where every single school (including all but one college) was closed because of the weather. In fact, I believe all 250+ schools in the mid-Michigan region were closed today because of snow. Over a foot in some parts -- it's definitely feeling more like Christmas to me! (Seattle's beautiful greenery is not reminiscent of the holiday season after growing up in the Midwest.)
After the Detroit seminar tomorrow, we're flying to Madison and then driving to Appleton. Yay for being home! Then, I get a L-O-N-G two week break! I can't tell y'all how much I need it!
Well, I'm out ladies and gents.
Kisses from the "Most Dangerous City in the US..."
Monday, December 17, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
In Atlantic City!
Not a lot of time to write, I'm just about to go set up for this morning's seminar at the Atlantic City Convention Center. I'm in the lobby of a most beautiful Sheraton right on the strip, near the infamous boardwalk. It's great!
More blogging later! :)
More blogging later! :)
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
We're Fine
Luggage is back (thank goodness) and I'm going to shower. It's a good day!
I'm tired. I just had good Mexican food. I'm eating the rest of it tomorrow. I have a fridge and a microwave in my weirdly large and disproportionate hotel room.
I think I want to write a book. I think people would read it. I think now, I just have to figure out what it will be about so that I can affect millions of people. Or brainwash them.
I'm discovering a lot about myself. Such as: I am a discerning person about many things (men, food, friends, hotels -- as of late), but I like to pretend I'm not because I think that's more likable in someone. (Disclaimer: I do mightily enjoy people who know what they want, though, so maybe I'm just a conundrum in and of myself.) I am a creature of habit, but I can break habits easily (i.e., I hog the bed terribly now because I only sleep in huge, king-size hotel beds, but tell me once and I'm better).
I'm having many spiritual experiences on the road. You would be interested to know that my answers about life have been coming from other people. This is telltale. I would like them to internally soon! Or maybe I just have to dig a little harder. But, in any case, it's interesting being on the road or in a hotel or at a massage when someone suddenly prophecizes something about my life. Actually, it's really cool. I've started to write it all down. Maybe it's because I've started asking questions and looking for the answers, but the important point is that it's all in the "eyes" of the receiver. And the receiver is me. And I'm ready to know the answers. I'm ready to remember who I am!
How exciting!
I'm tired. I just had good Mexican food. I'm eating the rest of it tomorrow. I have a fridge and a microwave in my weirdly large and disproportionate hotel room.
I think I want to write a book. I think people would read it. I think now, I just have to figure out what it will be about so that I can affect millions of people. Or brainwash them.
I'm discovering a lot about myself. Such as: I am a discerning person about many things (men, food, friends, hotels -- as of late), but I like to pretend I'm not because I think that's more likable in someone. (Disclaimer: I do mightily enjoy people who know what they want, though, so maybe I'm just a conundrum in and of myself.) I am a creature of habit, but I can break habits easily (i.e., I hog the bed terribly now because I only sleep in huge, king-size hotel beds, but tell me once and I'm better).
I'm having many spiritual experiences on the road. You would be interested to know that my answers about life have been coming from other people. This is telltale. I would like them to internally soon! Or maybe I just have to dig a little harder. But, in any case, it's interesting being on the road or in a hotel or at a massage when someone suddenly prophecizes something about my life. Actually, it's really cool. I've started to write it all down. Maybe it's because I've started asking questions and looking for the answers, but the important point is that it's all in the "eyes" of the receiver. And the receiver is me. And I'm ready to know the answers. I'm ready to remember who I am!
How exciting!
Whaw, Whaw...
The airlines lost my luggage.
Go figure.
I always thought losing luggage would be glamorous, somehow. I'm finding out that while it is a bit fun (I look like this because I don't have any other clothes...or...I got up 15 minutes before having to leave my room today because all I had to do was dress and pee), it is generally a pain-in-the-ass. And, what makes it MORE of a pain-in-the-ass is that I am leaving the lovely Champaign, IL and traveling to Springfield, IL tonight. Lucky me. Will my luggage ever find me?
I'll keep you posted. In the meantime, pray for my hygiene.
Go figure.
I always thought losing luggage would be glamorous, somehow. I'm finding out that while it is a bit fun (I look like this because I don't have any other clothes...or...I got up 15 minutes before having to leave my room today because all I had to do was dress and pee), it is generally a pain-in-the-ass. And, what makes it MORE of a pain-in-the-ass is that I am leaving the lovely Champaign, IL and traveling to Springfield, IL tonight. Lucky me. Will my luggage ever find me?
I'll keep you posted. In the meantime, pray for my hygiene.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
The Maine Thing in Portland: Lobster
And you betta believe that I'm gonna get me some lobsta tanight...(spoken like a true East Coaster)...
Gawd, by the end of this year, I'm gonna have me a serious arsenal of accents, that's for sure.
So. I am currently in Portland, Maine having just arrived from Manchester, New Hampshire. I think it would be nice up here, but instead it's really crappy -- raining and foggy and generally cold. There are some differences between the East Coast and the West Coast (obviously), but here are some not-so-obvious ones:
1) The Wicked vs. Hella Dilemma -- East Coasters say "wicked" to mean really. West Coasters say "hella" to mean really. Who wins? When I hear people say "wicked" up here, it just sounds so unnatural. I mean, seriously... "She was wicked sweet...?" Who says that and doesn't sound like a contradictory idiot? Now, say "She was hella sweet" and you've got yourself a complete, congruent sentence. One point for the West Coast.
2) The No Billboards vs. Billboards Dilemma -- There are no damn billboards on these East Coast highways! I'm serious! It's almost so natural that it's unnatural. The West Coast roads (and Midwest, for that matter) are lined with advertisements galore. I mean, I'm reading about Home Depot and Applebee's every quarter mile! Regardless of the "appeal" of billboards (read: sarcasm), the East Coast wins for conservation and beauty on this one. One point East, one point West.
3) The Km/Hr vs Mi/Hr Dilemma -- Now, you'd THINK that being on the East Coast wouldn't affect the kind of car I drive, and I would tell you, "Oh, but it does." You see, since we are so close to the region I like to call Canada - Home of the Wildy Confusing, Yet Seemingly Useful and More Logical Metric System, I happen to be so lucky as to get a vehicle which operates dominantly on the lovely metric system (license plate: Ontario). So, after picking my car up from the Manchester airport yesterday, I nearly fainted at the wheel because I thought I was going 100 miles per hour. In all actuality, I was going 100 KILOMETERS per hour. Of course, you could probably see that coming. Now, on the West Coast, while the chances of that happening are still likely seeing as we are also so close to Canada - HWCYSUMLMS, it hasn't happened to me. So, West Coast wins for not freaking me while driving.
West Coast wins with two points.
Side Note: Though, I must say that the East Coast does have adorable accents, many of which I am trying desperately to master. Or should I say, to masta.
Okay, I'm out -- going to have lobsta in dawhntawhn Portland. :)
Gawd, by the end of this year, I'm gonna have me a serious arsenal of accents, that's for sure.
So. I am currently in Portland, Maine having just arrived from Manchester, New Hampshire. I think it would be nice up here, but instead it's really crappy -- raining and foggy and generally cold. There are some differences between the East Coast and the West Coast (obviously), but here are some not-so-obvious ones:
1) The Wicked vs. Hella Dilemma -- East Coasters say "wicked" to mean really. West Coasters say "hella" to mean really. Who wins? When I hear people say "wicked" up here, it just sounds so unnatural. I mean, seriously... "She was wicked sweet...?" Who says that and doesn't sound like a contradictory idiot? Now, say "She was hella sweet" and you've got yourself a complete, congruent sentence. One point for the West Coast.
2) The No Billboards vs. Billboards Dilemma -- There are no damn billboards on these East Coast highways! I'm serious! It's almost so natural that it's unnatural. The West Coast roads (and Midwest, for that matter) are lined with advertisements galore. I mean, I'm reading about Home Depot and Applebee's every quarter mile! Regardless of the "appeal" of billboards (read: sarcasm), the East Coast wins for conservation and beauty on this one. One point East, one point West.
3) The Km/Hr vs Mi/Hr Dilemma -- Now, you'd THINK that being on the East Coast wouldn't affect the kind of car I drive, and I would tell you, "Oh, but it does." You see, since we are so close to the region I like to call Canada - Home of the Wildy Confusing, Yet Seemingly Useful and More Logical Metric System, I happen to be so lucky as to get a vehicle which operates dominantly on the lovely metric system (license plate: Ontario). So, after picking my car up from the Manchester airport yesterday, I nearly fainted at the wheel because I thought I was going 100 miles per hour. In all actuality, I was going 100 KILOMETERS per hour. Of course, you could probably see that coming. Now, on the West Coast, while the chances of that happening are still likely seeing as we are also so close to Canada - HWCYSUMLMS, it hasn't happened to me. So, West Coast wins for not freaking me while driving.
West Coast wins with two points.
Side Note: Though, I must say that the East Coast does have adorable accents, many of which I am trying desperately to master. Or should I say, to masta.
Okay, I'm out -- going to have lobsta in dawhntawhn Portland. :)
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Ahhh...Blissful Seattle
It's so nice to be home for a few days. I'm enjoying every minute of it!
Oh, and Happy Thanksgiving!!!!!!
I was privileged to spend the holiday with family friends in Covington. It was so lovely! On my way down there this morning, amongst the excitement I had about being able to watch the Packer game, I felt really content with where my life is at right now. Even though it's crazy, I feel peaceful about it -- like it's exactly what I'm supposed to be doing. All I can do is smile! And what a difference from my depressed disposition last year...man, that definitely is not something I'd like to experience again, that's for sure.
So, this Thanksgiving, I am particularly thankful for:
1) Window seats on planes. I had a middle seat on both flights home from Grand Rapids. Terrible!
2) Strong arms and legs to carry my huge luggage! You should feel my muscles -- I'm a beast!
3) Nationally broadcast Packer games! You don't really appreciate Packer Sundays (or Thanksgiving games) until you don't have them anymore.
4) Good friends who always make me feel like I haven't missed a beat in our friendships even though I'm traveling all the time. Thank you for being so wonderful!
5) Trips home to see family. Sometimes, there's nothing better than a relaxing weekend at home. Gosh, I missed y'all today!
Love, Kelly
Oh, and Happy Thanksgiving!!!!!!
I was privileged to spend the holiday with family friends in Covington. It was so lovely! On my way down there this morning, amongst the excitement I had about being able to watch the Packer game, I felt really content with where my life is at right now. Even though it's crazy, I feel peaceful about it -- like it's exactly what I'm supposed to be doing. All I can do is smile! And what a difference from my depressed disposition last year...man, that definitely is not something I'd like to experience again, that's for sure.
So, this Thanksgiving, I am particularly thankful for:
1) Window seats on planes. I had a middle seat on both flights home from Grand Rapids. Terrible!
2) Strong arms and legs to carry my huge luggage! You should feel my muscles -- I'm a beast!
3) Nationally broadcast Packer games! You don't really appreciate Packer Sundays (or Thanksgiving games) until you don't have them anymore.
4) Good friends who always make me feel like I haven't missed a beat in our friendships even though I'm traveling all the time. Thank you for being so wonderful!
5) Trips home to see family. Sometimes, there's nothing better than a relaxing weekend at home. Gosh, I missed y'all today!
Love, Kelly
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