city girl deep in the field

“What is the use of a house if you haven’t got a tolerable planet to put it on?”
-Henry David Thoreau

some visual highlights from my work trip to Wichita Falls:

Despite my hard hat and yellow reflective vest, they wouldn’t let me drive the back hoe.
(If this was a full body shot, you’d’ve seen my snazzy steel-toed boots!)
My very first grade one gas pipe leak. I’ll never forget that smell!!
While out scouting a new development, we came across this poor little guy.

Mary segway-ing it while spending a morning with Jimmy, the friendly meter reader.
 

We got chased by this dog. I might have screamed.
Coming back from a quick trip ‘cross the boarder to Oklahoma.

city girl deep in the field

“What is the use of a house if you haven’t got a tolerable planet to put it on?”
-Henry David Thoreau

some visual highlights from my work trip to Wichita Falls:

Despite my hard hat and yellow reflective vest, they wouldn’t let me drive the back hoe.
(If this was a full body shot, you’d’ve seen my snazzy steel-toed boots!)
My very first grade one gas pipe leak. I’ll never forget that smell!!
While out scouting a new development, we came across this poor little guy.

Mary segway-ing it while spending a morning with Jimmy, the friendly meter reader.
 

We got chased by this dog. I might have screamed.
Coming back from a quick trip ‘cross the boarder to Oklahoma.

High rollin’ with the homies

And now for a bit of drama…

Boss: Mary, thanks for organizing the meeting today and setting everything up. You’re a perfect champ.

Mary (looking down distractedly at nails): Yeah. Sure.

Boss: Did you make dinner reservations for our group?

Mary: Uh-huh, at–

Boss: Change of plans. We’re going to Del Friscos.

Mary: …

Boss (when my silence stretched on for too long): Want to come? (Then he busted out laughing. Of course I wanted to come.)

Aaaaand….scene.

I’ve never been to Del Friscos Double Eagle Steakhouse. I can’t afford it (and apparently, neither can my dates!). But Boss did bring me a slice of their (in)famous Lemon Doberge cake for my birthday a few months ago. Ever since then, I’ve been rather smitten.

But enough talk. Let’s get to the food.

We started out with crab cakes and shrimp. Pretty normal for a steak house, yes? However…I’ve never tasted such crab cakes. Flaky, chunky, and with all kinds of surprise, delicious bit. And the shrimp. Hello. Three different kinds of marinade–I didn’t even know what I was eating, honestly, but it was wicked delish. And dig that crazy baby fork!

Next up was the heirloom tomato and mozzarella salad. This picture doesn’t show the sheer size of this pup. The sliced tomatoes were the size of a softball as was the mozz. And with sprinkled bacon on top? Get out! The entree came next. I went for one of the specials. I can’t remember what it was called exactly, but the gist is medallion steak, three wee filet mignon, each prepared a different way: peppercorn, oscar-whatnot and…something else. I don’t even remember.

We had some sides too. About five. Most notable was the lobster mac and cheese. To. Die. For.

And best for last. (Drum roll…) The Lemon Doberge cake. This is my second experience and it did not disappoint. I think there was some bread pudding and cheesecake too, but who as time for that?

Mary got all the leftovers, too. I think Boss told everyone I was poor. I’m spoiled a bit. I know.

High rollin’ with the homies

And now for a bit of drama…

Boss: Mary, thanks for organizing the meeting today and setting everything up. You’re a perfect champ.

Mary (looking down distractedly at nails): Yeah. Sure.

Boss: Did you make dinner reservations for our group?

Mary: Uh-huh, at–

Boss: Change of plans. We’re going to Del Friscos.

Mary: …

Boss (when my silence stretched on for too long): Want to come? (Then he busted out laughing. Of course I wanted to come.)

Aaaaand….scene.

I’ve never been to Del Friscos Double Eagle Steakhouse. I can’t afford it (and apparently, neither can my dates!). But Boss did bring me a slice of their (in)famous Lemon Doberge cake for my birthday a few months ago. Ever since then, I’ve been rather smitten.

But enough talk. Let’s get to the food.

We started out with crab cakes and shrimp. Pretty normal for a steak house, yes? However…I’ve never tasted such crab cakes. Flaky, chunky, and with all kinds of surprise, delicious bit. And the shrimp. Hello. Three different kinds of marinade–I didn’t even know what I was eating, honestly, but it was wicked delish. And dig that crazy baby fork!

Next up was the heirloom tomato and mozzarella salad. This picture doesn’t show the sheer size of this pup. The sliced tomatoes were the size of a softball as was the mozz. And with sprinkled bacon on top? Get out! The entree came next. I went for one of the specials. I can’t remember what it was called exactly, but the gist is medallion steak, three wee filet mignon, each prepared a different way: peppercorn, oscar-whatnot and…something else. I don’t even remember.

We had some sides too. About five. Most notable was the lobster mac and cheese. To. Die. For.

And best for last. (Drum roll…) The Lemon Doberge cake. This is my second experience and it did not disappoint. I think there was some bread pudding and cheesecake too, but who as time for that?

Mary got all the leftovers, too. I think Boss told everyone I was poor. I’m spoiled a bit. I know.

Those kids say the darnest things….

I’ve spent the last two days at an off-site Marketing/Engineering meeting. As a kick-off ice breaker, we went around the room: Name. Position. Years with Company. Personal Fun Fact.
Here are some shared “Fun” Facts:
“I live in the country, like where people drop off dogs. I usually shoot those.”
“Every Sunday, I give free Mohawks on my back porch.”
“I can do the splits.” (This was a guy. Then he demonstrated.)
“In college, I majored in both archery and fly fishing.”
“I hate golf.” (Then there was a collective, horrified gasp.)
“I love nature, so I’ve decided to become an amateur gynecologist—I mean geologist.”

Other Things Overheard:
“I’ll be brief.” (said by noted long-wind)
The guy sitting next to me taking a drink of Dr Pepper then swishing it around in his mouth. I wanted to scream.
“I had a cookie.” “Good for you.”
“Which one of you was singing “Me & Bobby McGee” at the bar last night?”
“You had me at ‘Hitler.’”
“After (name redacted) sat on my lap, I had to pour mouth wash all over my body.”
“What’s he talking about?” “I have no idea.”

Other Things Over-seen:
Many pairs of Wranglers
Lots of khakis with front pleats
One cowboy hat
One empty bottle of Ozarka with chew spit in the bottom
For than one fu manchu stache

Side note. The hotel we stayed at used to be Hotel Texas—where JFK spent his last night. This was hanging in my bathroom. Kind of creepy/cool…

Those kids say the darnest things….

I’ve spent the last two days at an off-site Marketing/Engineering meeting. As a kick-off ice breaker, we went around the room: Name. Position. Years with Company. Personal Fun Fact.
Here are some shared “Fun” Facts:
“I live in the country, like where people drop off dogs. I usually shoot those.”
“Every Sunday, I give free Mohawks on my back porch.”
“I can do the splits.” (This was a guy. Then he demonstrated.)
“In college, I majored in both archery and fly fishing.”
“I hate golf.” (Then there was a collective, horrified gasp.)
“I love nature, so I’ve decided to become an amateur gynecologist—I mean geologist.”

Other Things Overheard:
“I’ll be brief.” (said by noted long-wind)
The guy sitting next to me taking a drink of Dr Pepper then swishing it around in his mouth. I wanted to scream.
“I had a cookie.” “Good for you.”
“Which one of you was singing “Me & Bobby McGee” at the bar last night?”
“You had me at ‘Hitler.’”
“After (name redacted) sat on my lap, I had to pour mouth wash all over my body.”
“What’s he talking about?” “I have no idea.”

Other Things Over-seen:
Many pairs of Wranglers
Lots of khakis with front pleats
One cowboy hat
One empty bottle of Ozarka with chew spit in the bottom
For than one fu manchu stache

Side note. The hotel we stayed at used to be Hotel Texas—where JFK spent his last night. This was hanging in my bathroom. Kind of creepy/cool…

Being "creative" at work

I had my annual performance review last week. At the end, Boss issued a challenge, asking me to use my creative writing skills and compose an essay:

Where I See Myself in Two Years

This is meant, of course, to help me Focus On The Future (or some-something, I don’t really know) as far as my career with the company goes.

This is what I have so far….

“Today is June 21, 2013. The first day of summer. It’s a beautiful morning. Since Al Gore thankfully fixed the global warming issue last year, we’re expecting a high of 82 degrees, with a light ocean breeze–yes, Dallas has a gulf coastline now–you can “thank” Gore for that, too.”

My sass is coming out. I think I might be in trouble…