91ÊÓƵ

All right, I’m going to start live blogging on my way to the meetings so I have something to do while I get lost.

Sitting at the bus stop by my school awaiting the 44 or the 56 to arrive. The funny thing is that I shouldn’t even get lost. I’m constantly downtown in the summer, but I suppose I don’t regularly go to construction and architecture buildings, so I’ll give myself that.

To be honest, I pretty much fell in love with track and that’s why I haven’t been able to attend recent meetings and blog updates. Meet days are Wednesdays, and my coaches don’t like me missing practice. But I realized it’s not cool to leave my classy glass team. It’s nice to take a rest and let myself relax; it’s beautiful weather to be running and throwing shot put, javelins and discus. But it’s also beautiful weather to be working hard on floor plans and budgets, eh?

Something I was very lucky to attend was the ACE luncheon, and I absolutely loved it. Biggest dilemma was not talking in front of the mic or even getting there. It was 1, trying to summer-ize business casual without it looking like a poorly executed outfit, and 2, trying to talk about this extraordinary experience in condensed time while Kevin (Jeans Gail) was controlling the microphone placement. I admit, I do talk way too much, but I had surplus things say to everyone about this experience. At one point he pulled the microphone away so I couldn’t talk; that’s my life in a nutshell. The quinoa was divine and I loved sitting with the employees from 91ÊÓƵ.

Something ironic about the event is that it’s the venue for my prom. I mentioned it and the women at the table immediately asked to see my dress; it was fun seeing professionals act like high schoolers again. They seemed truly excited for me.

As I mentioned at the luncheon, I am more excited to see all my friends and mentors than I am to struggle on those smart boards or with those yellow ruler packs. I feel like I’m a little too whimsical for this career; I hate technicalities unless they are related to sports. That’s my jock side coming out, but it’s completely true.

Live blog update from Sixth Avenue and Yamhill Street; I don’t think I’m lost.

The meeting was kind of fun because we kept saying “Best. Choose best quality. Go big or go home, right?” Then we ended up under budget – and boom, apparently plumbing is spendy and it went up a couple thousand (dollars). We joked about having a honey bucket, (only) it wasn’t really a joke. Then we all expressed our love and deprivation of BBQ chicken pizza.