Outdoor Nesting

Kicking my feet up after an incredibly productive Saturday.

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Built deck furniture, swept pollen-covered deck, soaped and mopped deck, planted and installed two flower boxes, watched The Masters and hung a wind chime. I have nested the sh*t out of this outdoor area.

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Fun fact: I was at Home Depot 3x yesterday. Including visits at my lunch break and two minutes before they closed at 10pm.

TOTALLY worth it, though (as you can see below with the ‘before’ and after’…)

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I officially feel married. And, hey – bonus – I just realized that we have been married exactly 6mo. today. Perfect timing to finally “feel” it. (Well technically I kind of “felt” it when I felt the need to possess a CPA at the start of balancing two incomes, but that sounds less romantic…)

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Candles (& citronella) lit, wine poured, ceiling fan on (for Dan, of course)…..time to get off the blog and go LIVE it.

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So Me

The below photos sum up my birthday today – and, basically, my entire life in general…

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Now, for a brief step-by-step timeline of events:

1. Receive surprise delivery of flowers and chocolates from husband at work

2. Eat one of the aforementioned chocolates because it’s sitting on your desk and looks so damn good

3. Notice your top right implanted molar feels funny then touch with finger to confirm it wobbling all about

4. Proceed to dentist for emergency appointment

5. X-rays confirm loosening of previously implanted crown; dentist instructs you to pull tooth out yourself

6. You pull your tooth out yourself and photograph it in your hand (obvi – the internet NEEDS to see this)

7. Have crown replaced with super duper cement

8. Kill two birds with one stone when you also decide to have a mold of your mouth made for a new bite guard (might as well – you’d been putting it off and you’re already in the chair)

9. Take unflattering “selfie” with mold paste in your mouth and text the pic to husband and best friend

10. Receive text back from friend that she has wet herself and has tears streaming down her face from laughing

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What I can take away from this

1. It is expensive to have dental work done.

2. It is ironic to have dental work done on your birthday as a result of eating a bday treat (how “Seinfeld”-esque?!).

3. It is priceless to have friends and family who you can count on to laugh at it all with you.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

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New Biz

(…card, that is.)

I am a big fan of ‘personal’ business cards. As a wearer of many hats, professionally-speaking (and, blog-header-speaking), I like to stay prepared for any type of networking interaction regardless of formality or industry.

Yes, I work in the Advertising/Marketing world of Atlanta. Yes, I also work in the study abroad/tour guide/travel guru/coordinator world of Cannes, France. And, sure, I keep my wallet stocked with ‘official’ business cards for these respective jobs at all times should a business opportunity present itself.

The thing is I’m also interested in about a thousand other types of jobs/industries that could potentially benefit from what I consider to be a unique and intriguing skill set (toot toot) and I like to take advantage of every opportunity that comes my way. You just never know who you’re going to meet, so having a ‘catch all’ business card to kind of sum up “you” is a tool with which I like to stay equipped.

Old Biz Card

(back from the good ol’ days as a “Beaver”)

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P.S. I landed at least one job because the interviewer loved this card so much. Of course ‘showing up’ via your resume and interview is essential, too, but giving a little taste of your personality never hurts, in my opinion (because, let’s be honest, mine isn’t going anywhere). Plus, even if a potential job doesn’t work out at least it helps you stay memorable to whomever the lucky recipient of your coveted card happens to be.

New Biz Card

(Gotta brand myself with the new last name!)

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When I saw this card design initially I, too, thought the photo bomb on the front of the card was rather “aggressive.” As I went back and forth with it the creepiness factor somewhat diminished and it grew on me. So, voila. Take it or leave it.

Here’s to never ending ‘the search’ and to finding new opportunities in everything and everyone! If I didn’t live by this I never would have acquired an open invitation to go into the French bakery business should I ever move to San Francisco. (Another story for another day…)

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I Am Woman

Social media and popular news sites are telling me it’s “International Women’s Day.”

Well, ‘WHOOPEEE’ and ‘WOOOHOO,’ I guess. Do I get a prize?

I’m a woman. I came from a woman. My dog is a woman. Lots of my friends are women. What do we win?

Well, since I am totally dense on the meaning of this day besides the general acknowledgement that my gender is awesome, I suppose there’s nothing left to do than stare at the wonderful works of Georgia O’Keeffe, listen to the bangin’ hit below by a dearly departed woman (RIP, Whitney), and reflect. Oh, and get me a present!

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Music, Pink and Blue by Georgia O’Keeffe

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Ello, Govnah!

It’s official!

Barca is out.  …but, London is IN!

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Image courtesy of Etsy

The Brothers Duffy and I are booked for a Nice to London one-way (on British Airways, no less) for a couple days of touristy travel at the end of my two-month stint in Cannes this year. So excited to visit a new city/country!

*Sidenote: I’ve always hyped up British Airways in my mind – probably since I’ve never flown it, but it just seems so damn fancy. I’m ecstatic. Take, for example the below ACTUAL pull-down menu from their site that I just had to fill in for our flight booking.

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While it’s excitement enough to fill in “Mrs” for the first time ever, I was SO tempted to fill in something like “Viscountess” for my title. I chickened out for fear it would disrupt our travel when my passport inevitably did not match up…but you have to admit, “Dame Duffy” has a nice ring to it…

Also – another random sidebar. I intended to book this $82 flight (yes, $82!!) through kayak.com, but when I got to the payment screen they only accepted Visa and MasterCard. Tisk tisk, Kayak. You lost my business to me booking directly through the British Airways site after seeing that they accept American Express. (Gotta rack up those miles!)

My point with this is – how weird is it that British Airways accepts AMEX, but Kayak, a company based in Norwalk, CT (thank you, Wikipedia), does not? Curious, to say the least.

Anyway, we’re booked – we’re booked – we’re booked! Hip hip hooray! Cheerio! Goodday! Tea & crumpets! Bollocks (wait, no, that’s a bad one…)

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