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The last three weekends we’ve been busy attending baptisms, baby showers, and bridal showers. It’s that time of year! This weekend we are looking forward to long walks with Bart to our favorite neighborhood coffee shop The Coffee Bar, organizing our mess of a closet in anticipation of warmer weather, and some quality time with our books. Happy weekend, everyone.
It’s been a hot minute since I did an outfit post. Today is the day! Mostly because Matt gifted me a pair of Swedish Hasbeens clogs that I’d been dropping subtle hints about for months. (They were actually a Christmas gift but there was a long mix up involving the wrong size and wrong mailing address and Sweden). But this shoot also happened because it’s really starting to feel like spring in the District.
We thought spring was coming a few weeks ago. The cherry blossoms were blooming and I even had a seasonal allergy induced sneezing fit or two. Then a cold front moved in, my winter parka came back out, and we even had a snow day! Just wait five minutes in DC and the weather will change. But this weekend, we went for a long walk to grab coffee and a couple gifts for upcoming baby and bridal showers. I took a picture of an old chair in a coffee shop. Birds were chirping. Spring! So much spring.
And now for the pictures! I hope the beginning of your spring is filled with fun shoes, bright blooms, and long warm days.
I consider myself to be an independent person. But I was a little anxious about a five day work trip to a massive convention with no wing man or company. When you’re awkwardly waiting for an event or talk to start, there’s comfort in knowing you can turn to someone for some easy small talk. The solo alternative tends to involve some awkward half smiles at strangers and using the go to line of, “So, what brings you here?” to fire up a conversation.
There’s a misconception about extroverts: that we never have social anxiety. I draw energy from being with and talking to people, but that doesn’t mean I don’t get the stress sweats when I’m in a new place with new faces. I think that’s just being human. I told myself heading into this trip that even though it might be uncomfortable, I would talk to every person I sat next to. Whether it was sitting next to someone at a panel instead of finding a seat by myself or going out to get dinner instead of eating in my hotel room, I’m really glad I made the effort to barrel past any angst and just connect with people.
View from inside a convention center.
On my second night, I didn’t have dinner plans so I wandered over to the closest restaurant and grabbed a stool at the bar. I ordered a glass of wine and watched CNN on the bar TV. Then an energetic woman in her sixties with a flannel shirt and great jewelry sat down on the stool next to me. She commented how good the flatbread I was eating looked and I riffed that the restaurant’s menu was the size of a phone book. She laughed and we started talking. We talked about our love of northern California and the TV show This Is Us. She shared that she lost her husband five years ago and she has a daughter who’s married with a little boy. I told her about my family and my work. We talked for over an hour. Before I left, she gave me her card and wrote the address of her beach house on it. She told me to come for a vacation anytime.
On my last night, Bernie sat next to me. He’s a CVS district manager and was in town for training. He lives in Connecticut with his wife and has been in management his entire career. He told me he was a manager of several Staples stores in Manhattan on 9/11. When his assistant told him a plane had hit one of the World Trade Towers, he didn’t believe her. He told me how strange it was to board an almost empty train into the city a few days after the attack. We talked about healthcare. How the Affordable Care Act has affected the pharmacy industry and private doctors like my Dad. Before I left he gave me his card and said if I ever have any problems at my CVS to give him a call…definitely a good get given my CVS habit 😉
I really like my co-workers. But if I’d been traveling with them, I never would have met Art or Bernie, or any of the dozens of interesting people I met at the conference. It’s not easy to push past insecurities and connect with strangers. But I’ve found you can meet some really great people if you try.
It’s been a while. Hey, blog! Some disjointed life updates and recent photos below.
Big changes at work, cold temperatures, and quick trips to New York are what we’ve been up to lately.
For Christmas, Matt got us tickets to a new musical called Dear Evan Hansen. I may have been dropping subtle hints about wanting to see it for months. (Thanks, Matty!) I don’t take for granted that my sweet, sweet husband enjoys attending Broadway shows with this theatre nerd.
This show you guys. THIS SHOW IS BEAUTIFUL. Matt has seen at least ten musicals with me and said this is his new favorite. I have to agree. And we’ve seen Hamilton! I think the New York Times said it best when they said it’s, “A gorgeous new musical for anyone with a beating heart.” True. So. So. True. I can’t wait to see it again! In the meantime, my fellow metro commuters can deal with my big dumb smile as a I do my best not to belt out the gorgeous melodies from this exquisite piece of theatre.
While in New York to see the show, we stopped by the New York Public Library and had dinner at The Breslin.
We also had a wonderful visit with family we met in Ireland! They are my sister-in-law’s nieces and nephews and we had a great time going through the National Portrait Gallery and eating at one of our Chinatown favorites, Penn Commons.
Maybe it’s because as I write this Matt is away at a bachelor party in New York, or the fact that I just watch Pride and Prejudice, but I’m more grateful than ever for my husband. He’s kind, patient, and gives the best advice. I truly don’t know what I’d do or where I’d be without him. Our date night conversations these days seem to be more and more about our future kids — our family. We can’t wait and we know God is in control. I think 2017 is going to be a big year for us.