Big news!

Blake and I saw Donald Rumsfeld yesterday.

Not sure how I feel about it, but I saw him. Dupont circle, it appears, is the happening place to be in the early morning hours.

AND

I finished my job on Friday.

AND

Blake bought a new car on Saturday.

AND

I cut 8 inches off of my hair this morning.

AND

I am going home tomorrow for two weeks (my shuttle comes at 4:55 am...wish me luck):

Ashton's getting married on Thursday! (Yes, I can hardly believe it's only two days away).

I get to see my brothers, whom I haven't seen since Christmas, and my parents and grandparents!

Lindsey, Rachel and Allie will be in town. It will have been over a year since the "pink house" has gotten together. I can't wait!

I get to meet Henry Freestone (the newest addition to Rachel and Todd's family).

I get to see the Baby Green Bulge (Lindsey's pregnant!)

I get to eat at Bajio and El Azteca.

It's alright, you're allowed to be jealous. I would be.

Other Merry Anectdotes

I've been a slacker lately.

I've been busy. Give me a break.

Here's a little of what I've been doing:

Last weekend my Dad came to visit. I --miraculously-- got off work early on Friday, so we spent the afternoon in the National Museum of the American Indian. I'd never been there before, and neither had my Dad, so we figured it was a great opportunity. My Dad knows a lot more about Native American history than I do, so that was also helpful.

While at the museum, we watched a movie about industrial hemp farmers. The hemp farmers didn't like the government too much, and the government didn't like them too much. By the end of this one-sided flick, I was thinking "down with police." Then I stepped outside the auditorium and had to re-evaluate.

That night we met Blake and headed down to Nationals Park for a ballgame. Not sure if it's just because the Nats play better in the heat (it was a scorcher...didn't know I could sweat that much) or it's because their most loyal fan (I even bought a baseball hat) was there, or if my Dad just brought really good luck, but we witnessed four home runs, and a Nats victory. I know what you're thinking: the Nats won? Yes, it's unbelievable, but it's true.



Saturday and Sunday were also unbelievably hot, but we slogged through the humidity and heat just fine. Luckily my Dad had rented a car, and had brought his GPS, so we were able to survive just fine.

This weekend Blake, Paul and I saw Dark Knight on Friday. We got there an hour early and still were about halfway down the line. I really don't think I could have stood to get there much earlier though, seeing as it was mid 90s and humid as an indoor pool.

The movie was great, although I felt it was a bit dark. A little hard to watch at some points, but I'll watch anything with Christian Bale. It's a 2 1/2 hour time investment I'm definitely willing to make.

Saturday night we did one of my DC summertime favorites: National Symphony Orchestra concert in Rock Creek Park. Everyone else opted out, so it ended up being just Blake and me. It was a beautiful night. Hot, but the trees coverage helped to cool down the amphitheater significantly. The set was "Music From the Americas" and the crazy young-ish conductor was very entertaining.

All-in-all it was a wonderful weekend. I could do without the high 90's weather we've been having, but I suppose that makes it good night-swimming weather, about which I really can't complain.

New Hampshire, it's just what we do.

Please note:

1. Blake is much tanner than I am.
2. Blake's hair has much more natural body than mine does.
3. This makes me jealous.


Blake and I spent the 4th of July at Lake Winnipesaukee with his family. Other than the fact that Blake's family saw my daily eating habits (ice cream at all hours...and fudge sauce? yes please), I'd say it was a perfect vacation.

Here are some interesting tidbits I learned about myself that weekend:

1. Going above 20 mph on a jet ski scares me to death (much to Blake's amusement).
2. Going 40 mph in a boat while pulling a skier is enough of a thrill for me. I'll pass on being the one pulled behind the boat at that speed.
3. Ice cream is even more satisfying on a long weekend.
4. I subconsciously call diet coke "diet Pepsi." Got in trouble for this one. "Pepsi" is a swear word in Blake's household. I can't help that I like white trash drinks. (Oh wait, Pepsi is no longer the official drink of Nascar...it's coke!! Take that!)
5. Bugs will still bite me when I am wearing bug spray. I have sweet blood.

Living the high life.

I have spent the past year living the high life.

My apartment is on the 12th floor of a high-rise apartment building. I wake-up to panoramic views of Washington D.C., the River, and northern Virginia.

My office (or cave, however you see fit to call it) is on the 8th floor of a high-rise office building. I walk into a lobby every morning that has marble floors, hardwood paneling, fountains, and gardens.

While traveling back on the airplane from my holiday weekend in New Hampshire this past weekend, I realized:

I spend very little of my time on the ground.

It's amazing what a year will do. There was no-where to go but up. And up is where I have gone.