So sorry for taking such a long hiatus from le blog! The past few weeks have been a whirlwind of exciting events, coordinating travel plans, and working extra hours since I technically don't get vacation time at work. (#newbie problem)
What have I been up to, you ask? To find out, please make sure your seats and tray tables are in their upright and locked positions, and make sure your seatbelt is securely fastened.
My long weekend began with me taking the the Metro from work to the Amtrak station on Thursday. My grad school friends nicknamed me the "Metro Queen" due to my hearty endorsement and masterful usage of the D.C. public transit system.
But in all the times I've ridden the Metro, I don't think I've ever seen anyone I know on a train.
THIS time (of course when I am laden down with a giant magenta suitcase, a heavy briefcase stuffed to the gills with work I probably won't be doing over the weekend, a brown-bag dinner thoughtfully provided by my sister, and quite possibly the kitchen sink), I had just maneuvered into a seat when I looked up and saw a guy who looked exactly like one of my Longwood classmates.
Hm. I'll have to tell Todd he has a long-lost twin in DC! I thought to myself.
Aww look, Todd's twin is friendly like him, because he's making eye contact and smiling at me across the train. And saying hi. And motioning for me to come over. And.... wait a second! It IS Todd!
(Pretty sure the only reason people think I'm somewhat intelligent is because I don't say half of the things that go through my head...)
So that was a fun start to the trip, running into an old friend. I'm sure the old man whose toes got run over by my rollingwardrobe suitcase when I changed seats didn't necessarily agree, but Todd and I enjoyed catching up!
Fast-forward one Amtrak ride to Richmond, a good night's sleep, and a drive/ride to Longwood on Friday morning.
Chris was invited to represent the Class of 2009 at the Inauguration of our alma mater's 25th president, Patrick Finnegan, which is a huge honor (for him as an alum, and me as adorky proud girlfriend/alum).
We had a very nice luncheon before the ceremony and got to chat with some fellow alumni representatives, professors, and delegates from Longwood's sister universities, which was really nice.
(Though I must say, one drawback of attending a formerly all-female institution is that the alumni association is made up primarily of little old ladies with tiny bladders... which translates to rather long lines for the restroom. Whatever, they were adorable.)
The inauguration ceremony was even better than expected. Since Chris was sitting with all the important people, I sat with one of my sorority sisters who was there as a guest too. She was gracious enough to not make fun of my audible stomach growls during the ceremony (sorry, but this stomach will never be content with salad as an entree).
The speeches were entertaining, the president was humble, and the alumni were proud. But the highlight of the afternoon was this quote from President Finnegan:
"Is today a great day to be a Lancer or what? The weather is beautiful here in Farmville, I've got a new job, some new threads, and best of all, some serious bling!"
After the ceremony, we got to chat with former professors, the few current students we know (since we're SO OLD and everything, ha!), and wait in line to get our picture taken with PFinn.
We also found Chris's long-lost twin:
And creeped on the Pats: former president Patricia Cormier and current president Patrick Finnegan.
After a delicious dinner and a 20 oz of pure tequila margarita at the new Mexican restaurant in town, we headed back to Richmond to pack for the next leg of our journey: Tampa!
And by "pack," I of course mean "watch a sci-fi movie and two college football games". Naturally.
Which may have been why we had to get up at 3:00 am to get ready for our 6:25 flight.
I won't bore you with all the nitty-gritty details, but things got a little nervewracking as we were running late, (in large part due to VDOT closing bridges and roads all willy-nilly)... especially since Chris was expected to be a groomsman in his sister's wedding that afternoon. For the record, I remained-- quite uncharacteristically-- as cool as a cucumber throughout the craziness.
Thankfully we made our flight. Although my traveling companion could have been a tad more entertaining...
Sorry this is the longest post ever. Next post will be about the beautiful wedding and sightseeing in Tampa! :)
What have I been up to, you ask? To find out, please make sure your seats and tray tables are in their upright and locked positions, and make sure your seatbelt is securely fastened.
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My long weekend began with me taking the the Metro from work to the Amtrak station on Thursday. My grad school friends nicknamed me the "Metro Queen" due to my hearty endorsement and masterful usage of the D.C. public transit system.
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| What can I say? I started young. |
But in all the times I've ridden the Metro, I don't think I've ever seen anyone I know on a train.
THIS time (of course when I am laden down with a giant magenta suitcase, a heavy briefcase stuffed to the gills with work I probably won't be doing over the weekend, a brown-bag dinner thoughtfully provided by my sister, and quite possibly the kitchen sink), I had just maneuvered into a seat when I looked up and saw a guy who looked exactly like one of my Longwood classmates.
Hm. I'll have to tell Todd he has a long-lost twin in DC! I thought to myself.
Aww look, Todd's twin is friendly like him, because he's making eye contact and smiling at me across the train. And saying hi. And motioning for me to come over. And.... wait a second! It IS Todd!
(Pretty sure the only reason people think I'm somewhat intelligent is because I don't say half of the things that go through my head...)
So that was a fun start to the trip, running into an old friend. I'm sure the old man whose toes got run over by my rolling
Fast-forward one Amtrak ride to Richmond, a good night's sleep, and a drive/ride to Longwood on Friday morning.
Chris was invited to represent the Class of 2009 at the Inauguration of our alma mater's 25th president, Patrick Finnegan, which is a huge honor (for him as an alum, and me as a
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| So suave. So distinguished. So blurry. |
We had a very nice luncheon before the ceremony and got to chat with some fellow alumni representatives, professors, and delegates from Longwood's sister universities, which was really nice.
(Though I must say, one drawback of attending a formerly all-female institution is that the alumni association is made up primarily of little old ladies with tiny bladders... which translates to rather long lines for the restroom. Whatever, they were adorable.)
The inauguration ceremony was even better than expected. Since Chris was sitting with all the important people, I sat with one of my sorority sisters who was there as a guest too. She was gracious enough to not make fun of my audible stomach growls during the ceremony (sorry, but this stomach will never be content with salad as an entree).
The speeches were entertaining, the president was humble, and the alumni were proud. But the highlight of the afternoon was this quote from President Finnegan:
"Is today a great day to be a Lancer or what? The weather is beautiful here in Farmville, I've got a new job, some new threads, and best of all, some serious bling!"
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| Damn, it feels good to be a Lancer |
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| Does he or does he not, look like a Leprechaun? An awesome Leprechaun, that is. |
We also found Chris's long-lost twin:
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| Boss. Hugo Boss. |
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| "No Patti, you CAN'T have your old job back! Stop pestering me woman!" |
And by "pack," I of course mean "watch a sci-fi movie and two college football games". Naturally.
Which may have been why we had to get up at 3:00 am to get ready for our 6:25 flight.
I won't bore you with all the nitty-gritty details, but things got a little nervewracking as we were running late, (in large part due to VDOT closing bridges and roads all willy-nilly)... especially since Chris was expected to be a groomsman in his sister's wedding that afternoon. For the record, I remained-- quite uncharacteristically-- as cool as a cucumber throughout the craziness.
Thankfully we made our flight. Although my traveling companion could have been a tad more entertaining...
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| I'll let you guess who did not spend the layover consuming their bodyweight in caffienated beverages. |
Sorry this is the longest post ever. Next post will be about the beautiful wedding and sightseeing in Tampa! :)
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