After much delay I safely arrived at the Dulles airport. I immediately let Ward know I was safe. I then called Tommy and was greeted with a hearty "Welcome to the USA Tammy". We made arrangements to meet at the airport and he would chauffeur me to dinner, wine, and finally the hotel.
While waiting I was entertained by the free H1N1 Vaccine clinic at the baggage claim. With them hollering "free H1N1" it's not a wonder nobody signed up. I also witnessed a gentleman have a very lively conversation with a vending machine, telling the dispenser that whatever it did was not acceptable. I say good for him for saying something. Giggle.
Dinner was fantastic as was the company. It was nice to finally put a face behind a voice I had worked with for so long. A dear friend who I was only just meeting. We laughed, we ate, we enjoyed a bottle of Innocent Bystander and were invited to join the electric slide happening at the bar.
All in all an enjoyable day one. Today is full of meetings but I'm sure I'll find some adventure in it somewhere.
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Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
On my way...maybe
I'm enroute to Washington, DC. Well, at least that is the plan. I haven't left Saint John yet. My flight has been delayed for the 3rd time due to weather. I can claim to predict the future: I miss my connection in Halifax.
Being somewhat of a local celebrity as one of The Girls, I'm well taken care of. I get to enjoy the VIP lounge of getting the table and chairs closest to the TV and outlets.
The staff here have been so wonderful; taking the initiative of researching weather and seats in Halifax and discovering that if I follow that route I won't make it to my destination today. The lovely ladies have booked me now through Montreal.
So unless the weather does not improve, my 7:10 flight is now at 11:45. Here I sit in the Saint John airport 30 minutes away from home enjoying a perfectly toasted bagel, a steaming cup of coffee, and taking advantage of the wireless internet.
Being somewhat of a local celebrity as one of The Girls, I'm well taken care of. I get to enjoy the VIP lounge of getting the table and chairs closest to the TV and outlets.
The staff here have been so wonderful; taking the initiative of researching weather and seats in Halifax and discovering that if I follow that route I won't make it to my destination today. The lovely ladies have booked me now through Montreal.
So unless the weather does not improve, my 7:10 flight is now at 11:45. Here I sit in the Saint John airport 30 minutes away from home enjoying a perfectly toasted bagel, a steaming cup of coffee, and taking advantage of the wireless internet.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Pen...er...keyboard

"I write, sometimes just to see the ink flow from the pen."
Some days the urge to write is so strong that it could be described as a need. I am a wordsmith. I love to see what you can create with words, seeing what you can do with them. I love how one sentence can mean a dozen different things. I love the creation and the intent behind it.
My days are spent at a computer. I'm an Instructional Designer by profession. (Not to forget a Bra Shop owner, which consumes a great deal of my time and passion) Every day I sit at the computer and think of creative ways to educate people on a particular software or concept. I ponder how to say something in such a way that everybody will hear it.
The computer is convenient and definitely compensates for this writer's lack of spelling skills. I also always change my mind, constantly thinking of how I can better that last sentence. Make it crisper, clearer, more complex, prettier...
But I still love the feel of a pen in my hand. The weight and beauty of a pen set aside for writing in my journal. Another pen set aside for creative writing. And yet another pen for creating lists. Giggle.
I've discovered some interesting blogs online recently that prompt you with writing themes for the week. I'm so in. We'll see what I create. My interests are many and often cyclical...but never fleeting is writing. In and around everything I do, I write.
Someday I hope to produce something I feel worthy of publishing. Not for any other reason than to say, "I did that".
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