Match.com.
Date #1.
Tonight.
I took the plunge. Here's to realistic expectations of some awkwardness, moderately good conversations, and perhaps a free dinner here and there! Hey, a girl's gotta eat. (Dinner, I mean. Eat dinner. Geeze.)
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Friday, March 30, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
52-55
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| Day 52 - This was dropped off at my desk at 4:30 on a Friday. Yes, please! |
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| Day 53 - Brunch in Boulder with Laura before she leaves us for San Fran - aaaaand cue sunburn. |
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| Day 54 - My newest craft project. It is going to take a long time to make a whole basketfull of eggs one sequin at a time. Where was the disclaimer about that part, Pinterest? |
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| Day 55 - First hike of the season! |
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| Day 56 - Tequila Tuesday (again to celebrate Laura's move to SF) |
Much love from the Rockies!
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Seriously funny sh*t
http://thebloggess.com/2011/06/and-thats-why-you-should-learn-to-pick-your-battles/
(and I'm going to have to buy her book now)
Friday, March 23, 2012
48 - 51
The Forum on International Education was hosted in Denver this week, so it has definitely been a busy one with business partners from all around the world in town. But it has been fun! Almost felt like I was re-living the Zoo days of events... but I didn't have to plan them! Still made me exhausted, though - how did I do that every day and night??
A few more photos from the event GlobaLinks hosted last night at Coors Field - pretty impressive!
I can't believe I forgot to get my picture taken with Dinger! (The Rockies mascot) I guess this will have to do.
Much love from the Rockies!
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| Day 48 - Spring has officially arrived! |
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| Day 49 - Downtown at a staff appreciation dinner hosted by STA |
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| Day 50 - zee Germans are in town! These are my partners that I got to meet in Berlin, and I absolutely love them. Some of the most entertaining women ever :) |
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| Day 51 - Which way to the Ballpark Bash? Don't worry, Krista and I will direct you. |
A few more photos from the event GlobaLinks hosted last night at Coors Field - pretty impressive!
The sun sets over the Rockies...
Woo-hoo GlobaLinks!
During a stadium tour - the visiting team's dugout
I can't believe I forgot to get my picture taken with Dinger! (The Rockies mascot) I guess this will have to do.
Much love from the Rockies!
Sunday, March 18, 2012
still mad
So I'm on the apartment hunt, and with one of my main resources being Craigslist, I try not to set my expectations too high. I really don't think that "basic human decency" is too high, but apparently it is. Let me start at the beginning...
I took a the afternoon off of work on Friday to look at a few apartments (and maybe partly because it was 75 degrees and sunny), anyhoo - I asked my friend to come with me. As a former interior decorator, she is going to be my lifesaver when it comes to downsizing to a studio. (eek!) Apartment #1 we looked at was okay, and apartment #2 was a dump. Not to mention the landlord seemed a bit dumpy himself. As we were leaving he stopped us and asked "What are you not seeing at this place that you are seeing at other apartments?" He said that if five people walk in and walk right back out without renting it he wants to know why. Okay, fair enough, I suppose. So my friend told him a few of her opinions - he did ask after all! At this point he got very visibly flustered and told us to "just leave the door open on our way out". Gladly, sir.
The evening goes on, I drag good-natured friends with me to attend a local church fish fry, and I then I realize I have a voicemail from dumpy landlord. Among other things, in his voicemail he proceeds to tell me that "I'll never find anything less expensive than his place unless it is bug-infested or filled with crack-whores", he told me that "my friend was extremely rude" and that "the only reason he didn't get in a fight with her is because he is a nice guy" and that "I'll never find a place to live."
Um.
I'm mad. I call said friend to vent about dumpy landlord's voicemail and I try repeatedly to convince myself that it is not worth my time to call him back. After all, I don't need to stoop to his level. Not. Worth. My. Time. Right?? Right.
So I call him back.
He needs to know that this is NOT okay. He needs to know he crossed the line between a professional interaction and a personal attack. Hardcore. You do NOT use my personal cell phone number to call me back and verbally attack me and my friend. And he needs to know just how not okay this is. (Apparently I am my Father's child, after all...)
Luckily for both of us, he did not answer. There were a lot of things I wanted to say to him, but I kept it as professional as possible. I just told him that his voicemail was out of line, and I kindly reminded him to never EVER use my phone number again under any circumstances. And then I ended with something along the lines of I-wish-you-the-best-of-luck-in-renting-your-apartments-good-day. (Good day?!?) Welp, there went my hard-ass image down the drain. Two full days later and I am still mad. I mean, who does that?!?! My fault for having human decency expectations, I guess. So the apartment hunt continues... stay tuned :)
Thanks for listening to my venting... now on to photos!
I took a the afternoon off of work on Friday to look at a few apartments (and maybe partly because it was 75 degrees and sunny), anyhoo - I asked my friend to come with me. As a former interior decorator, she is going to be my lifesaver when it comes to downsizing to a studio. (eek!) Apartment #1 we looked at was okay, and apartment #2 was a dump. Not to mention the landlord seemed a bit dumpy himself. As we were leaving he stopped us and asked "What are you not seeing at this place that you are seeing at other apartments?" He said that if five people walk in and walk right back out without renting it he wants to know why. Okay, fair enough, I suppose. So my friend told him a few of her opinions - he did ask after all! At this point he got very visibly flustered and told us to "just leave the door open on our way out". Gladly, sir.
The evening goes on, I drag good-natured friends with me to attend a local church fish fry, and I then I realize I have a voicemail from dumpy landlord. Among other things, in his voicemail he proceeds to tell me that "I'll never find anything less expensive than his place unless it is bug-infested or filled with crack-whores", he told me that "my friend was extremely rude" and that "the only reason he didn't get in a fight with her is because he is a nice guy" and that "I'll never find a place to live."
Um.
I'm mad. I call said friend to vent about dumpy landlord's voicemail and I try repeatedly to convince myself that it is not worth my time to call him back. After all, I don't need to stoop to his level. Not. Worth. My. Time. Right?? Right.
So I call him back.
He needs to know that this is NOT okay. He needs to know he crossed the line between a professional interaction and a personal attack. Hardcore. You do NOT use my personal cell phone number to call me back and verbally attack me and my friend. And he needs to know just how not okay this is. (Apparently I am my Father's child, after all...)
Luckily for both of us, he did not answer. There were a lot of things I wanted to say to him, but I kept it as professional as possible. I just told him that his voicemail was out of line, and I kindly reminded him to never EVER use my phone number again under any circumstances. And then I ended with something along the lines of I-wish-you-the-best-of-luck-in-renting-your-apartments-good-day. (Good day?!?) Welp, there went my hard-ass image down the drain. Two full days later and I am still mad. I mean, who does that?!?! My fault for having human decency expectations, I guess. So the apartment hunt continues... stay tuned :)
Thanks for listening to my venting... now on to photos!
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| 44 - Fish Fry Friday! (Not nearly as good as St. John's, of course, and my friends had to listen to me the whole night saying things like "Well, at our fish fry you can get shrimp.") Good sports, they are. |
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| 45 - Happy St. Paddy's Day! |
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| 46 - I was trying to get the little muchkin in the back with the top hat, but these girls are cute, too, I suppose :) |
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| Day 47 - in the spirit of St. Paddy's, perhaps? Spinach and tortellini soup - yum! |
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