A coworker left her pointsettia behind when she left the company. No one was gifted the plant and so no one paid attention to it for months. I got sick of the plant languishing and moved it to my desk. Behold the power of TLC:
I went to Las Vegas last week for a conference. I can honestly say that I don’t need to go back. If the better-half and I ever go to the Grand Canyon, we could spend one night in Vegas and that would only be because of the stellar food. The rest of it is so over the top that it’s hard to describe. Sensory overload is too small of a phrase to describe it.
On Thursday, I took a long walk because I had a gap in my conference schedule. I finally got to see him:
On Tuesday night, I went to a show and the performers were on Cleopatra’s barge. The barge sits in water. Here’s part of the barge as it extends out into the hallway:
Wednesday night, I wandered around outside after I realized I hadn’t been outside since I arrived on Tuesday afternoon.
And, just as there is a little bit of Paris, there’s also a little bit of New York:
The lunar new year is just around the corner and this dragon was 20 kinds of awesome:
There was a SNAFU with my flights home so I flew to Dulles instead. As part of the SNAFU, I ended up with a window seat in the bigger seats up front (not first class, but better than the cattle call area). Lake Mead:
We took a walk through Hollywood Cemetery last weekend. I have no memory of ever doing this. It seems shocking when you consider how many historical sites we were dragged to as children. An interesting note, it was breezy and cold last Sunday when we walked through the cemetery. As I type this, the windows are open.
The river was high and swift because it rained every single day in December (I kid, not kid):
I really like this shot of the train tracks winding by the James:
Hollywood Cemetery has something like 8,000 confederate soldiers buried in it. I grew up around here and have zero reverence for the debacle of 1861-1865. So, being me, I stood in the field of a gazillion small white stones and said aloud, “we have a black president and he’s in his second term”. Then, I swear to you, the earth churned as a bunch of really dead dudes rolled in their graves.
This year has flown by much like every year, I suppose.
Here’s a quick run down on some of the things we did this year…click to make the images larger.
We walked in Amherst, tossing leaves in the Tye river, and hiked Crabtree Falls with the Nieces. We also went to the holiday light show at the botanical garden with them. They had fun goofing around. There were amazing sunrises in Duck, NC and a fun luau in Hawaii. It snowed a bit in Virginia this year and we were semi-snowbound one night in Blacksburg. There was a super-huge bike race in Richmond and we saw a lot of musical acts. We also walked in four 5Ks this year.
The past little bit at work has been awful. Someone who has been challenging to work with because she rarely completes work on time is finally moving on to something else. That sounds like a good thing, but she’s not leaving those of us who have to pick up the slack much of anything to go on. That disappoints me not for the reason you may think, but because I was really hoping this project was going to be her redemption project with me. It ain’t.
I am working on 5 instructional videos that are due in January. That’s a boat-load of work to get done between now and the end of January. There is a huge gap in time because of the holidays. And, it’s 5 things due in January that entail a bunch of moving parts. Luckily, everyone I’m working with is committed to getting their piece done in time for me to pull everything together into video format. The person leaving is/was responsible for some of the work on two of those videos. I put on my “Seriously, I’m an Instructional Designer, Hear me roar” hat and whammo. One of those videos is nearly done…in a couple of days. Nose meet grindstone. And, bye Felicia to my co-worker.
Yesterday I was so mentally tired that I had to stop working for awhile and listened to this song about 10 times in a row.
Today, I bought the rest of her album. I may need it to get through the next few weeks.
We had two Thanksgivings this year. One with my family and one with the better-half’s. When we heard my sister was bringing spinach as an appetizer, we made green bean casserole for my family instead of the 3 cheese spinach au gratin. Because we didn’t want to load folks up with the spinach. Next year, if this happens, my family will be eating spinach twice or whatever my mood is in 364 days. Because let me tell you, we brought home nearly all of the spinach au gratin (basically creamed spinach with ricotta, Parmesan and blue cheese). I actually watched a grown man who purports to love vegetables take a hearty scoop and then eat one tiny bite. The hearty scoop went into the trash can.
THREE CHEESES. SPINACH. Smattering of onions and a wee bit of garlic. HATED.
They are weird, yo.
I’m going to turn the leftovers into a funky little lasagna. And then I’m shoving the whole thing in my mouth and I will be super strong (like Popeye) and I will LOVE it. Because I’m not afraid of spinach with THREE CHEESES.
Full disclosure, we’ve had this recipe for years. We made this dish last weekend for friends and only a tiny bit was leftover–mostly because there were also mashed potatoes.