When I’m back in Blacksburg for football weekends I always wish I still had a student meal plan.
A Jersey girl’s dream: Taylor ham, or as others refer to it, pork roll. I grew up watching my grandma make fried Taylor ham sandwiches for my grandpa. Sometimes she’d make me one and it would be so good. The salty, fatty meat on an English muffin or some toast, de-lic-ous!
And the exciting news is….
I got a promotion at work!! Probably not the most groundbreaking news you’ve ever heard but it’s a big change for me.
I don’t talk talk much about my job but I work for a healthcare consulting firm that contracts with Medicare. Medicare has a healthcare quality improvement program to which me and my team provide strategic communications support. I review communication plans, handle all of the program’s social media content, among other things. With this promotion, I’ll be doing more strategic communication work and project management and will be the go-to person for all things social media. I’m excited and ready to take the next step in my career!
I’ve been pretty MIA lately
And it’s because something exciting is happening that I can’t blog about until it’s final. I’m hoping all can be revealed by Friday so stay tuned!
Side note: I am not pregnant. I’m pretty sure that’s everyone’s automatic assumption when a married lady says something exciting is happening or she has big news.
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it…” Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
Taken at Deep Run Park, Richmond, VAI’ve got a fever and the only prescription is more…babies?
This evening, Brad and I had dinner with our best friends and their two and a half year old son Lane. I love Lane and the fact that he is Brad’s God son makes him all that much more special. Anyway, the place we chose for dinner was literally (ok maybe not literally, but figuratively) CRAWLING with babies, kids (whatever) and my body, my biological clock, was SCREAMING for a baby. WTF?! I definitely want kids and, seeing that I’m almost 30, means I probably need to think more seriously about it sooner rather than later, but Brad and I have things we want to accomplish before we have the “should we have a baby now” discussion. I don’t know if any of my Tumblr friends have experienced baby fever before but it is seriously overwhelming in a way that’s sort of hard to explain. Blech.




