Monthly Archives: September 2011

Life List/30 Under 30: Update

I’m contemplating changing my Life List to a 30 Under 30 Project just to give myself greater accountability. 30 Under 30 is pretty much what it sounds like — a list of 30 things to accomplish before I turn 30. I’ve got a little less than 30 months until I turn 30 and I think it would be a great project for me to accomplish 30 goals by then. I won’t be able to move everything from the Life List over to the 30 Under 30 project (there is no way I’ll get in that much international travel any time soon!) but some of the goals can co-exist. Here are a couple of things I’ve managed to cross of the Life List lately (that I’ve been completely negligent about blogging about!):

1. Attend an opera. I saw Don Gionvanni in February at the Tulsa Performing Arts Center. It was in Italian. (Duh). There were subtitles. While I was incredibly impressed with the mad vocal skills of the performers, I can’t say I was converted to a life-long opera patron.

2. Renters Insurance. After my horrible bike theft experience last summer, you would have thought I would have been on the renters insurance train asap. But I am tool and I never got it in Tulsa. After moving to OKC and discovering that Mrs. Preppy’s hubby could help me get a policy, I took care of business. Seriously, it was so much easier to do dealing with someone who I know. So now my belongings are covered, which is good considering I’ve been borrowing my sister’s bike for quite some time.

3. Read The Help. I did this in like January or February! I can’t believe I never blogged about it. I listened to the book on my iPod and thought it was absolutely phenomenal. The characters were incredibly well-developed and the story is beautifully told. Mrs. B and I went to see the film on opening night and thought it was fantastic too. I thought the film truly honored the book, which is incredibly rare, and that it was well-cast. Bryce Dallas Howard was the perfect villain as Hilly Holbrook.

I’m really happy that I crossed several things off of the Life List (without even really realizing it). Now, for my 30 under 30:

1. Make macaroni and cheese from scratch.

2. Try 50 new recipes. (0/50)

3. Read the Bible cover-to-cover.

4. Read 10 Classic books. (0/10)

5. Buy a new (or more likely new-to-me) car.

6. Complete Couch-2-5k.

7. Buy OSU Season football tickets.

8. Serve at church.

9. Design, make and hand calligraphy address my own Christmas cards.

10. Join one OKC-based organization.

11. Go on two trips. (0/2) (This doesn’t sound like much, but the Miami trip was my first in 3 years so if I plan to go on two more before I turn 30 that will be an accomplishment!)

12. Furnish/Decorate my bedroom – Nightstand, bookshelf, paint dresser, reading chair, curtains. (0/5)

13. Go on a weekend getaway trip solo.

14. Run in 10 races. (0/10)

15. Have a quilt made out of all my old Kappa Delta t-shirts.

16. Grow my own pepper garden.

17. Take at least one tennis lesson.

18. Attend a musical.

19. Practice yoga 2x per week for 3 months.

20. Meet with a financial planner.

21. Go camping.

22. Buy a new (or new-to-me) bike to replace the one that got stolen last year.

23. Read a book written in French.

24. Host a dinner party.

25. Back – up all music and pictures onto external hard drive.

26. Print pictures and put in albums from 2008 to present.

27 . Replace my lost (super sad face) Kappa Delta badge/pin.

28. Donate/contribute volunteer to/at least one event/cause/charity per month. (1/28) (This month I donated to the WW Lose for Good Campaign and the Thomas Family Puzzle Project!)

29. Read 60 books. (0/60)

30. Reach my goal weight. I don’t know what that exact number is yet (I want to find a happy, maintainable weight), but I know I want to start my 30s feeling healthy and fit.

I’m really excited about this project and I hope I will do a much better job of blogging about it than I have been doing on my Life List lately!

Have you ever heard of a 30 under 30 list? What is/would be on yours? Do you have anything you want to accomplish before a milestone birthday or event?

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I’m in Miami Bitch! (Well, I was, two months ago….)

First picture of the trip! Waiting at TIA to board our plane to Dallas.

Did you really think I could get through my Miami recaps without a Snooki reference? ūüėČ First of all, I should tell you that we had a fantastic girls trip to South Beach this year. We drank too much, danced too hard, wore too little sunscreen, and shed a fair amount of tears. And it was everything I needed this summer. It was truly wonderful to spend quality time with fabulous ladies before the mayhem of moving truly commenced. I hadn’t been on a true vacation since I took the bar exam in August 2008. To say this trip was long over due is the understatement of a lifetime. Without further ado, Miami…#sorryforpartying!

The night before the trip, J and I schlepped all of our gear (I wish I had a picture of the amount of luggage we took on this trip — completely absurd!) over to the casa de Miss Runner and Miss PR for an old-fashioned pre-trip slumber party. It was really fun to get ready for the trip together, but in reality probably not the best idea — we only got about two hours of sleep before it was time for Papa PR to drive us to the airport. No one can make you laugh like your favorite Frenchman at 4 a.m. Everyone quickly learned that I am a real piece of work in the pre-dawn hours. After some intense F-bombing and a comment about “clogging the arteries of the terminal” we were on board and I was asleep. I’m sure my traveling companions rejoiced at the 45 minutes of relief this provided from my crotchety¬†morning antics.

We arrived in Dallas in plenty of time to get our “official vacation breakfast” – airport McDonald’s. I know, gross, but oh so good. And we found the lovely L waiting for us at our gate! Before we knew it we were on board and I was napping again. After a pretty quick (or it seemed like it to me!) flight we arrived in Miami! We collected our bags, snagged a super snazzy mini-van cab and rolled to the Marriot South Beach. (Part-two of my recaps will include reviews/pics of our hotel and the restaurants we visited!)

First of many drinks at the poolside bar!

We enjoyed a few cocktails poolside and hit up the hot tub. Our waiter, Tony (I might have totally made that up but I feel like we did know his name at one point — Ladies?) recommended a club for us to try out that evening, promising it was “very Miami.” After getting dolled up, we hit Ocean Drive to check out Mango’s Miami. (Fun fact: The ladies of TLC’s Big Sexy were recently there as well! I love it when I see places I’ve been on TV!)

¬†¬†Mango’s completely lived up to its billing. They have incredible half-dressed bartenders/dancers, including a Michael Jackson impersonator. He was fantastic. It was definitely touristy but still highly entertaining. I taught J how to pick out foreigners based on their footwear and we befriended two Aussies, or so they said. ūüėČ Miss Runner and I completely had our doubts but they came through…but I’m getting ahead of myself. ¬†The lack of pre-trip sleep and the day of travel caught up with us rather quickly and we called it an early night.

Unfortunately, it was cloudy/rainy when we woke up the next morning. Miss Runner and I headed to the S’bucks in our hotel (best.thing.ever) to caffeine up for the day and we saw ADAM SHANKMAN! I was ridiculously excited but I totally nerded out and didn’t talk to him. I didn’t even try to slyly snap an iPhone pic. I know, totally lame, but Miss Runner can vouch that this did actually happen. And for all you SYTYCD fans, he had a roast beef sandwich and two iced teas and was rolling a black Volvo.

Since the weather wasn’t cooperating with our beach-going plans, we decided to shop….and by shop I mean drink. Okay, okay, I think we did kind of have the intention of shopping but we

L and J enjoying their 44 oz. Margaritas! (I don't know how many ounces they really wore, only that they were seriously huge!)

got hungry and stopped at a yummy Italian restaurant that was advertising 2 for 1 drinks. Done and done. Fortunately the rain stopped and we were able to hit the pool/hot tub at our hotel again for some afternoon relaxation before getting cleaned up for a fancy schmancy night out!

We had dinner reservations at Michy’s Miami, Chef Michelle Bernstein’srestaurant and I was ridiculously excited about trying the super tough Top Chef Judge’s food. I’ll break it all down for you later, but you should know that every single thing we ordered was fabulous. Our waiter, James, was excellent — he obliged us by taking several group photos, recommended lots of restaurants and bars for us to try, and hooked us up with the best cab driver ever.

L and Miss Runner enjoying our classy evening at Michy's Miami

Best.Cabbie/DJ.Ever.

Our cabbie was rolling a mini-van, not unusual for our group-size. When we told him we wanted to go to the Clevelander, he asked if we wanted to jam on the way to the hotel/club. Of course, we said yes and the cabbie proceeded to drive and spin on a mini-turntable in the cab. Seriously, turntable in the cab. Oh, and he was excellent. We danced and fist-pumped our way across town (and fortunately didn’t die) and were completely ready to party when we arrived at the Clevelander… Unfortunately, it was raining and the “club” is really an outdoor bar/stage/dance floor by the pool. Don’t worry, we figured out how to have an epic Clevelander experience. It was a trip highlight. The details are coming up next!

Have you been to Miami? Or have you been on any fun girls trips? If you were planning a girls trip, where would you go and why?

*All pictures personal.

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She lives!

I know you’ve probably started to worry that I’ve given up the blogosphere in the last two months, or worse, you probably thought I was abducted, and by abducted I mean I ran away with the lead guitarist of Journey a la Michaele Salahi. ¬†Good news, I am actually alive and relatively well. ¬†I am a little sad about the lack of Journey band members in my life, or band members in general for that matter, but alas, I promise I won’t stop believin’ that some day I will find a musician who can tolerate my tone deafness. Too much? Too much. ¬†Anyway, I’m sure you’ll sleep much better tonight knowing that this bitch is back…to blogging that is.

So, what’s been going on lately? Basically everything. The last two and a half months have been the most overwhelming and exciting I’ve had since I finished law school/took and passed the bar exam. ¬†I have so much to tell you that it seems impossible to start, but I’m going to try to get you all caught up on the on-goings of the big move! I feel like I should start at the beginning….

Friday, June 17th

Mrs. V sent me a g-chat (I think) telling me that one of the attorneys in her office was leaving and asking if I might be interested in the position. My immediate reaction? No. Which seems really hilarious now, but that’s what happened. ¬†You see the job was in Oklahoma City and I am a tried-and-true Tulsa snob for life. It seemed obvious that I wouldn’t want to move to Oklahoma City. ¬†After work I gave her a call to talk about her co-worker leaving because I knew she’d want to dish a bit and she informed me that she had emailed our law school crew (formerly known by another section-mate as “The Clicky Group”) and let them know about the opening too. ¬†One of our friends seemed seriously interested and was planning to send Mrs. V his resume.

Saturday, June 18th

The next day I went to the lake with my parents for casino night and Father’s Day. Over dinner, I told them in passing about the job. (I feel like it is semi-relevant to mention that I had recently been rejected for a what I considered my “dream job.”) ¬†And then seemingly out of nowhere I started talking about how scared I was that I would never be able to get a new job because I was a super average law student and I didn’t have any connections and I really wasn’t passionate about a particular area of the law. And omg, what if ten years down the line I was still doing the exact same thing?! These are the thoughts I usually push way, way down (I’m really good at burying my feelings) because when I think about them that clawing panicky feeling wraps around my neck (please someone say they know what I am talking about) and spin into a totally dark and twisty state. ¬†My mom said there was no harm in sending Mrs. V my resume and that maybe it would be good interview experience if nothing else. ¬†This is when the wheels really started to turn for me.

Monday, June 20th

I emailed Mrs. V and told her maybe I was more interested in the job than I initially thought and that I’d like to discuss it further. I called her after work and she gave me the real job description. ¬†The pros, the cons, her loves and hates, what she thought I might get paid, and why she thought it would be a good move for me. I will say that there is something really refreshing and wonderful about being able to speak openly and honestly with someone who really knows you in this situation. She really didn’t sugar coat anything and I knew she would be able to accurately assess whether the position would be a good fit for me. ¬†I told her I’d email her my resume and references in the morning…

Wednesday, June 22nd

…but I didn’t. ¬†I got nervous. I freaked out. I loved my life in Tulsa. I had great friends, a wonderful support network, a really cute house, two book clubs, kickball, and some great sorority alumnae organizations. I was in a really good, albeit busy, place in Tulsa. ¬†I had always envisioned a life in Tulsa. ¬†I confided in my OKC friends Miss Dubs, Mrs. B and Miss Agnes about the position and (not surprisingly) they were fully on board. ¬†After convincing myself that sending in my resume did not mean I was actually moving, I emailed my resume to Mrs. V around 4:15 p.m. ¬†At 5:00 p.m., she told me she forwarded it on to her boss. Seriously, ten minutes later he emailed me and asked if I’d be able to meet him and Mrs. V for coffee the next day when they were in Tulsa for a hearing. I was completely freaked out by how quickly he responded and wanted to meet but I nervously agreed. ¬†And then I went home and ironed. I know. My mom about died.

Thursday, June 23rd

I told everyone at work that I had a doctor’s appointment. Yes, I lied, but the notice was so short there was nothing else I could do. If I had¬†more lead time, I would have tried to take a vacation day or something, but sometimes that’s just not how life goes. (But seriously, what is the best way to do this?) So I met Mrs. V and the Boss for coffee. For an hour and a half. And it was great. Everything they were telling me sounded like music to my ears. It wasn’t awkward at all and I really felt like they were selling me the job instead of me selling myself to them. ¬†The Boss told me he wanted to make someone an offer by the following Wednesday and that’d he had a few more interviews to conduct.

This is when I started to get excited. I started to let the possibility of Oklahoma City creep in. I looked at gyms and lifegroups and apartments in the City. I thought about what it might be like to relocate.  I thought more and more about how much I wanted to try something new. And I thought about how scary it would be to put in my notice and leave my friends behind.

Wednesday, June 29th

The Boss sent me an email in the afternoon indicating he wanted to talk to me about the position and asking me to give him a call. Naturally, I was thrilled and terrified. I called my mom to ask if I should call immediately and to get a pep talk. She told me to close my office door and call him — what the hell. And then she told me not to accept the position immediately and say I would call him the next day, that was if he offered it to me. So I called. The Boss made me a great offer. I said yes. Immediately. After we decided on a start date for me (which would give me a week off to take my trip to Miami and then two weeks to finish things up at my then-job) I thanked him profusely and hung up to call my mom again. I remember feeling crazy excited and a little reckless and completely horrified about giving my boss my notice. ¬†He was getting ready to be out of the office for ten days so I knew I needed to do it by the next day. My mom forwarded me a notice letter someone had recently given her to use as a model and I decided I’d come in early and give it to him the next day. By this time, the office had cleared out for the afternoon and I realized my boss and I were the only ones remaining in the office. And I got ballsy. I knew if I waited until the next day to tell him, I wouldn’t be able to sleep all night. So I printed out my letter and marched into his office and gave him the business. Okay, I didn’t do that at all, haha. But I did give him the letter, tell him I’d been offered a position in OKC that was a great opportunity for me, and I tell him I wanted to talk about my transition. ¬†He seemed surprised but was really nice and professional about everything.

And then I started calling and texting everyone and feeling completely bubbled up with joy and fear and all of those crazy emotions you feel when you know your life just changed.

That’s how I ended up with a new job in a new town in a crazy short amount of time. ¬†I still plan to get you all the dets on Miami (which was freakin’ fantastic!), my emotional last few weeks in Tulsa, the misery of house-hunting in OKC, how awesome I am at driving a 20-foot moving van, and making my way in a new town and a new office! So obviously there’s lots to talk about and I won’t be gone for long, promise. ūüėČ

What’s new with you? Have you ever made a move for a job? How did you feel leaving your first big-kid job?

PS – Sorry about the super wordy, pic-less post. It probably wasn’t the most interesting thing I’ve ever written but I feel like I need to tell you how I ended up here.

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