Back to Work

I still have jet lag after 2 days, waking up every hour, anxious about whether I should or could get up at 6am and go running before work. It was 75 deg when I woke up at 6, so figured running while so exhausted would not be healthy. Got to work for 9am Department Heads meeting and Jim (our boss) was stuck in the subway, at least I had a few minutes to get situated after being out for 10 days.

The day blew by with a Sustainability Initiative meeting with Rhonda, Patrice and Emily, trying to get through my 10 days of unanswered emails, and of course ended with yet another interminable APT Budget Call.

I received a lovely birthday gift today from Tania - a set of cat quilted place mats, napkins and pot holder, and chocolate from their trip to St. Petersburg. Still waiting for the first 7 seasons of Stargate SG-1 that Mom ordered me. Wore my new dragonfly purse from Joanne to work and my very hip Dolce & Gabbana black sun glasses.

Best part of the day was organizing the photos from my trip to LA and Seattle. The Space Needle, my all time favorite building, is well represented, as are the Getty, Schindler's House, the Goldstein extravaganza and even Lake Serene.

So far this posting is rambling, just too tired from jet lag to write anything meaningful. Maybe tomorrow.

My First Blog

So I turned 45 this week and I'm not quite sure how that happened. I still love stuffed animals, desperately want a tattoo and belly button ring, and wear a size 8 (sometimes a 6 when I'm really lucky) so I'd say I was 35 if anyone asked how old I feel and act...

I spent my birthday with my longtime friend Lynn and her family in Seattle, my former hometown. My 6 days in Seattle were days of glorious weather, filled with outdoor activities (hiking to Lake Serene, running around Green Lake and Volunteer Park, taking Maya for walks), watching fireworks on Lake Samamish, and salivating over some of the best damn architecture and design in this country.

My last full day in Seattle was spent going from museum to museum, to gallery, to the new Olympic Sculpture Park. The Sculpture Park is one of those drop-dead gorgeous pieces of design that I want to pay homage to - I felt not worthy to be in its design presence. I think I may have died and gone to design heaven.