Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Dear Tahoe,

I miss you. I know it's been just a few days, but I'm having some serious withdrawls. Your fabulous sun, your lucious warm lake water, your natural wave pool, the smell of pine trees, the breeze, your gorgeous "this is my second, but much smaller and modest vacation home," the locals, the attractive lacrosse boys and really, I'm not sure where to stop. Seriously, thank you for your hospitality.

I hope we meet again soon!


I really didn't want to leave, but I'm not sure the job opportunities are vast around those parts beyond real estate, boat sales and bartending. None of which, I'm qualified for.

It was a weekend that started Thurs night with a bunch of the lacrosse girls I played with in college flying to Reno. We drove our rented red hot Impala to S. Lake Tahoe and picked up the rest of the crew, who were already a few bottles of wine in and headed to the condo. A condo, which by the way was just a block from the lake and right next to the fields.

The weekend was pretty perfect. We went for a mini reunion and for a lacrosse tourney, but decided it would be much more fun to just watch and not play...definitely one of our smarter moves.

As women of leisure, we took our sweet time getting ready, drank mimosas for breakfast, lay by the lake, took margaritas to the games and enjoyed our fair share of the free tournament beer truck. You heard that right. FREE BEER TRUCK at a lacrosse tournament for players and spectators. Let's just say, this is not the most serious tourney, but damn Gina, they know how to have fun. And I'm not talking PBR, this truck was serving Blue Moon, Fat Tire and ok, Coors Light.

By Sunday, we were pretty tired from late nights, free booze and long days laying in the sun at the lake and lacrosse fields. My drive home was exhausting at best. Thank goodness for air conditioning and loud music.

Now I'm back to reality, deadlines, Oregon rain (no joke) and baking yummy raspberry bread!

In other exciting news, this girl is on the mend. The knee is getting better, slowly but surely. I'm doing physical therapy and it's literally a monumental moment now when I can run for ten minutes in a row without my knee feeling like it's being wrenched in every direction. And that's what we call success my friends. Thanks to a tight left hip, my right foot is pushing off to hard, creating pain again in the foot. Fabulous. If it's not one thing, it's another.

Normally, I would just have powered right through the pain after I finished the marathon, but not this time. I realized I could seriously screw things up if I did that and possibly never be able to run again. Maybe I'm growing up? Nevermind the fact that I rarely see the runners anymore and am becoming pretty tiggity tight with the lifeguards while I'm sporting the aqua jog belt. Hopefully, that won't last too much longer. Well, back to reality folks.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

facebook: a love/hate relationship

It's true. I'm experiencing a Facebook dilemma. Lame that it's even possible in our society. This place where real relationships can exist solely over messages, wall posts and status updates. Gah!

I almost died along with the rest of the young people out there when Mark Zuckerberg and his team added the creepy updates about what your friends were doing at any given moment. And now, I'm even more addicted to f-book than I was before. The problem however, is that after this conference people have been adding me left and right and I don't know what to do.

Being the twenty something I am, I enjoy posting most of my photos (which may occasionally include a few beer bottles/glasses of wine and crazy good times) there so my friends can snag them and even had my blog linked, until yesterday. I had previously set "limited profiles" for some people (colleagues), but then realized few people had done the same to me. Therefore my profile looks like I'm a female, interested in males, who is liberal and has a job. Wow, Miss Personality. So, I "unlimited profiled" them and now have a personality, however unprofessional that may be.

I must say, it's a real dilemma. Working in the sector I do, things aren't super formal and my feeling is that I really don't post much on f-book that I wouldn't tell someone if they asked. Hm... But as for the blog, it just felt too personal to be sitting out there in la la land for colleagues to read. I had to delete the link.

Tell me, what's your take on the whole facebook profile? Keep it professional? Fun & Realistic? Keep colleagues on limited profile access with no ability to see photos? At some point I may want to go into something more corporate, but is a casual facebook profile really going to hamper those opportunities? I don't know.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Hail to Pitt!

All in all, Pittsburgh was good to this girl. I have to give the city props for being MUCH nicer than I expected. Oregonians (or maybe just this one) tend to think that greenery is hard to find anywhere else in the U.S. Well, I was proven wrong. Pittsburgh is pretty lush and has some gorgeous sights to be seen.

A few highlights...

It's insane number of impressive bridges

Home plate from Forbes Field that is encased in one of the Univ. of Pitt buildings. It's where Babe Ruth hit his last home run and apparently students are supposed to jump on it three times for good luck during finals.

Phipps Conservatory & Botanical Gardens in Shinley Park

Entertaining pillows (soft) and (firm) in my hotel room

And stately buildings that you don't see on the west coast

As for the greasy, unhealthy food options, I'll take NW cuisine any day. I'm glad to be back where salads do not include french fries and cheese on top. Let's just say, that was an interesting experience.

Luckily, I managed to wake my butt up at the crack of dawn to get an hour or so workout in every morning. It's always tough to maintain a regular diet during conferences when they're feeding you troughs of ice cream after each meal and snacks in between. Some of us don't have much willpower when sugar is set in front of us for no extra charge.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Fashion & Packing

I absolutely love Bill Cunningham's Fashion on the Streets featured in the NYT Style section. There's something about being able to have a little peek into New Yorkers' lives and their style sense and sometimes silliness that's kind of exciting. I'm not sure if the things he chooses truly are "the main thing happening in fashion on the NY streets" or if he just sees something and hunts down every other New Yorker wearing it that week, but it's still fabulous.

Well, back to packing for Pitt!

PS- I may be the world's worst packer. It takes me hours. I've checked our conference schedule a dozen times and still don't know what to do. I have three pairs of jeans and a stack of shirts, black capris, khakis, a dress, cardigans, a sweatshirt, four pairs of shoes and of course workout clothes and I still want to add more.

It's going to be hot and muggy, but then they say... "bring a sweater or sweatshirt because it gets chilly at night. Be casual and comfortable. Wear a Steelers jersey if you want to dinner. But wear business casual because the sponsors will be there." Um, yeah. That's clear as mud. And no, I'm not wearing a Steelers jersey to dinner.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Man hiatus

I'm going on one. For the past five months or so since I joined eH and decided I really didn't want to be single forever and that maybe, just maybe, doing something about it would be a positive thing, I put myself out there. I put on a smile, I was open to new opportunities and I even went on a few dates and had long conversations with someone who lives 1,000 miles away.

But the last few weeks have left me bitter and jaded. I'm back to the woman on a mission mindset and don't have the time or energy to "put myself out there" right now. It's back to having me time, reading good books, working out like a warrior, etc.

The thing is, over the past several months, the guys I liked either wimped out or didn't like me back like they claimed to, and the guys who liked me, I didn't return the feelings for.

After watching DeAnna and Jesse on the Bachelorette Monday evening, (mom asked if I was going to watch it, so what the hey, I did) my feelings as of recent were even more solidified. DeAnna picked Jesse (young, wild, prosnowboarder) over Jason (settled, attractive, single dad and the obvious choice). And I could totally identify. I realized, that the guys who liked me were like Jason (minus the whole single dad and settled thing). They were stable and nice, but maybe too nice. I was bored. And the guys I liked were a bit more like Jesse (w/out the guts to say what they were really feeling) and I was attracted to it. I'm attracted to the guys I can't have and probably shouldn't have, but that's precisely why I want them. Ugh.

Monday, July 7, 2008

Out of it

Both mentally and blogilly(I know it's not a word), I feel out of it. For ten days I got about 4-5 hours of sleep and took in my fair share of athletes, amazing track & field competition and track fans from all over the world. July 4th was just another day of competition with a small fireworks display to complete the night. The runners got together post-meet many nights to enjoy food and a few beers while rubbing elbows with some of the fabulous athletes and fans. We were in our own little piece of heaven.

Last night's nine hours of sleep and a cup of strong coffee this morning haven't quite pulled me out of the crazy exhaustion, but I'm on the right track. After sleep comes catching up on everyone's blogs (and work of course b/c next week I'm off to Pittsburgh for a marketing conference).

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Oregon Represents

You know those moments you think "I'm going to remember this for the rest of my life." That was my Monday night. The men's 800m final at the Olympic Track & Field Trials. My mom and I were in the stands to watch 1st, 2nd and 3rd place finish and all represent Oregon on their journey to Beijing.

1st-Nick Symmonds (Willamette University grad and training with Oregon Track Club Elite)
2nd-Andrew Wheating (sophomore at UO who never ran in high school)
3rd-Christian Smith (from Kansas, but training with Oregon Track Club Elite)

For two laps, the entire crowd stood to watch our hometown University of Oregon runner, Andy Wheating come in second behind the amazing Nick Symmonds, while Christian Smith literally leaps and trips into his third place position. It was truly an amazing race. Mom and I couldn't stop screaming and neither could Andy's parents. And this my friends, is what track fans live for. To watch the race, click here!