freestyle

i have nothing to say, really. but i got this strange urge to regurgitate some thoughts onto my blog, so we'll see what comes of it.

i spent the past three days in seattle: two graduations (one in qwest field), one birthday, one "make up" mother's day, three new condos to check out, an obnoxious family meal, and a wine party in the first eco-condos in seattle. sleeping on floors in a sleeping bag. waking up to burglar alarms at 130am. drinking vino at the tacoma yacht club post michelob ultra at el toro. one day i was driving my cousin's mini cooper; the next day i was in the hummer. in bellevue. i arrive and it's raining; it's sunny and hot when i leave. my mom wanted to go to the beach. my aunt rebaked her fred meyer cookies, and i brought two loaves of fred meyer bread home with me in carry-on luggage. red wine got dumped on me in the plane and stanley steemer carpet stain remover took it out because the maxi pad did not (don't ask). my niece is dating an "l.a. act-OR." i don't go to bed before 1am for four days straight. and my southwest airlines flights got delayed both ways. stranger things have happened...haven't they? well, it's seattle. quirky, but you still love it. :)

frankly, i think this trip gelled just fine with my new mentality: ANYTHING is possible. darn near anything. i didn't even buy coffee on this trip. in seattle?! hmm.

i got promoted at work. i am now an "e-3," or engineer 3. that rocks.