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The most random things really do happen to me!

I was walking back to my office on the University of Nebraska-Lincoln campus when I saw Herbie Husker (The Nebraska Mascot!). I decided to get my picture taken with him. Herbie had other ideas! He reached out and held my hand, and that’s how we walked across campus; hand in hand, the entire way!  We got a lot of stares on our trek. Since Herbie doesn’t talk it was a bizarre stroll! Before he left me, we took a selfie! 

I’m pretty sure a man wears that mascot costume! 😉

My bestie sent me these pictures a few weeks ago from our trip to the pumpkin patch LAST YEAR!! (she’s nothing if not perpetually slightly behind!) 

I love them. They illustrate us and our friendship. She and her husband have a pretty sweet camera and both have that artistic eye so the shots they take always turn out great.

I think my favorite pictures are the first and last ones. They fit us to a T. I call the second picture “Pensive Melissa”.

Wednesday Things

  • Since we have been out of the office from Halloween until Monday (17 days!) I have been slogging through my email, trying to catch up since Monday morning. I’m currently only on Friday, November 7th. Oy. I hope to be caught up by Friday.
  • I give you Wednesday’s OOTD. Wednesday usually marks the height of how nice I will dress all week. It goes on a downhill slide from here. But boots and tights season is one of my favorite times of the year!
  • Getting out of bed to workout in the morning is a challenge when blankets have claimed me as one of their own. So far this week I’ve had to workout after work–which I HATE. I’m working on finding my morning motivation again.
  • Good News! I told The Child (the nickname I gave the 22-year-old videographer who was hitting on me) that I just couldn’t do “this” (this would be the overtly sexual texting he was doing) anymore. I apologized for leading him on. He said it was cool and that he enjoyed our chats. He told me I was awesome. That was nice. The issue was that he was a little creepy. He told me that he would slow down when we were walking from room to room at this event so that he could stare at my butt. He talked about things he wanted to do to me! He said that when I flip my hair it was “so sexy” that he wanted to take me to bed every time I did it. Dude. No. Just no. Think these things-don’t tell me them. Yikes.
  • I went back to weightlifting class last night. My tush is sore from all of the squats and curtsy lunges we did. I feel the burn!
  • Each morning when I get to work I’ve been taking laps around the building before my day starts. Each lap is about a tenth of a mile. This morning I did 4 laps. The goal is to get to 10 laps total a day. Totally doable, I think.
  • I want to form a support group for people in their 30’s who like Taylor Swift’s new album and Nick Jonas’s new song, “Jealous”. There is no shame but I feel like there should be for some reason.

Have a great day friends!

One of my besties has labeled us “the cute one”, “the smart one” and “They Funny One”.

I may be given the label of The Funny one (although every boyfriend I’ve ever had, upon hearing this story, has told me I’m either all 3 or the Beautiful one!), but geez, do I identify with Nick Miller here–Why can’t I find someone to love?

Maybe it really is that simple; maybe I am aiming too low.

Can we please talk about how happy wearing leggings to work makes me? Comfy pants, a flowy top and boots. New standard uniform.

What you can’t see from the photo is that I have a long black cami over my leggings which covers my butt. Therefore this outfit is totally appropriate, right?

I took some ZZZQuil last night as I’ve been having trouble falling asleep. I had some trippy dreams. Good stuff.

Tonight, I’m heading back to my weightlifting class at the gym after a 2 week hiatus due to conference and not being in town. I hope I don’t regret the time off.

Running has been good. 2-3 mile runs most days of the week. I’m making every effort to get at least 10,000 steps in each day too. Things are humming along nicely.

I’m also currently ignoring text messages from the 22-year-old. I don’t know how to deal with him so I’m ignoring it. Not the best solution but I just hate confrontation and am trying to figure out what to say and how to say it. How do I manage to get myself into these messes? (Don’t answer that!)

What is your job? You seem so confident and happy with your life! It’s infectious : )

Anon, you just made my day! Thank you! It really means a lot to me that this shows through here. I am confident and happy with my life! I LOVE that it is infectious!

To answer your question: I am the Membership Director for a National Non-Profit that works for the advancement and benefit of Honors Program Faculty, Staff and Students across the nation, and around the world. I get to recruit, talk to our members and help some of the world’s best and most brightest. I still use my TV News skills by writing scripts for promotional videos and speeches. I get to be creative and I really enjoy it. It’s a pretty great job and I’m so lucky to have found it!

I so rarely get anonymous questions, but when I do, they always say such nice things to me! That’s so awesome!! 

I really love my hair today. So you get TWO pictures of it! Lucky, lucky you. Pardon the scary face I’m making in the first picture. That’s just before I’m heading home from work tonight.

I got it cut and colored this weekend…the gray is gone and the dark winter hair returns. I’m in my happy hair place.

I ran to Target tonight. They had these cards. My parents have dachsies. I commend my restraint on NOT buying these!

Treadmill now as it’s freaking cold outside. Then a quiet night at home.

Have a good one friends!

Apparently, I’m really popular in Denver

I got home last Sunday evening after spending 8 days in Denver for my first annual work Conference. It was an incredible experience. I had the BEST time and even one of those “Aha!” moments where I realized that, despite it being 11pm and I was on the brink of exhaustion, I was EXACTLY where I was supposed to be. It was a great feeling.

But, that’s not why you’re reading this post, right? You all know to expect a little more excitement and drama (particularly male-related) when it involves me, right?

Of course, right!

Where to start? The beginning I suppose:

Let’s do this bullet style:

  • The conference started Wednesday. I had a videographer and photographer with me Thursday-Saturday. We ran around to get pictures and video from all of the sessions involving the 2,000+ people attending. It was nuts, but exciting.
  • Thursday I went to back-to-back receptions with the boys (my video and photo guys). At the first reception, 2 men from Puerto Rico came up to me and began chatting. One of them kept putting his arm around me, touching me and flirting with me…calling me “trouble”.  We chatted for a bit. He was sweet and I wasn’t bothered by it
  • About 20 minutes later, as I was rushing to the other reception, another man came up to me. He asked me if I ever got a break, and that I’d been running around a lot. He told me he’d been watching me the past couple of days (ummm…ok? That’s odd) and that I just had this energy about me. I thought it was a little weird, but it was fine. He asked if I was free later, and I told him I had to go to a student party, but he could come if he wanted. (he was not a student.) He agreed to go, but I did’t think he’d show.
  • HE DID! He hung out with me for about 45 minutes. He told me I had “Amazing hair” and that I was beautiful, and I just have this energy about me. It was nice. I liked it.
  • AND THEN I NOTICED HIS WEDDING RING!
  • Are you FREAKIN’ kidding me? A married man is hitting on me? Saying all this stuff? Seriously? My luck sucks. 
  • So I decided to leave, he rode the elevator to our rooms and that was it.
  • When I saw him the next day at sessions, he would smile, wink, and wave at me. I felt a little dirty.
  • Saturday, he came to our office to say goodbye to me. He then asked if we could chat later, and I agreed. I wanted to know about the ring!
  • That night, there was a dinner and dance. During the dance, the man from Puerto Rico pulled me out onto the dance floor for hours. I had a blast with him. And then I taught our President (a man in his late 50’s, early 60’s)how to Wobble. It was great!
  • I finally met up with married man. We chatted for awhile. My friends were in the bar too, making sure I was ok. We were even chatting with the bartender. His name tag said “Matty K”. Matty K was funny and kept coming over to talk. He was friendly.
  • Married man kept telling me that I was gorgeous, that I have a smile that lights up the room, and that I have amazing hair. It was flattering but now tainted that I knew he was married.
  • Eventually, the bar closed and my friends went to another. Matty K said he would look out for me and I told them I’d be fine. I finally asked Married Man about his ring. He said he wondered when I would ask. He’s been married 2 years, and has never cheated on his wife(yeah, right) but he was just so attracted to me. And would I come back to his hotel room?
  • Acca-scuse me? Nope. I left. I went to meet up with my friends.
  • I ran into Matty K who said he was glad that I ditched “that loser.” I told him he was married and had tried to get me to go back to his room. Matty K said he was a douche and he annoyed him because the HE couldn’t hit on me!!
  • IS MY LIFE A ROMANTIC COMEDY NOW!?!?!?!?!? 
  • I giggled, and we went our separate ways. I just can’t even anymore.
  • The night before we went to dinner. The waiter hit on me then, called me “love” 6 times and gave me a hug before we left. My co-worker said “the most random things really DO just happen to you!” Yep. They sure do!
  • 4 days after I got home, I got a text from the videographer. He proceeded to tell me how much he liked me and hoped something would happen on our last day together in Denver.
  • WHAT EVEN IS HAPPENING? He’s funny but he’s 10 years younger than me and I don’t see him that way AT ALL. 
  • Married man has texted me twice since Tuesday. He’s still married. It’s not happening. 

So, 4 days of work, 5 guys hit on me (1 after the fact!) and here I sit, alone again, naturally.

Life is funny, isn’t it?

Running is the best therapy I’ve ever had. We burn, we push, we sweat, we suffocate and we see that we are stronger and more refined for our pain. The awareness of this strength gives us the confidence we need to go home, shower, and face the rest of our day, our week, our year.

(via positive-you)