Missing...

...these boys. *tear*

Clarification: They are not missing--I am just missing them. Ha

Snaps for marketable skills!

Horraaaayyy!  

I have a job!!!!

After months (years?) of unnecessary worrying that I wouldn't actually be able to get a job offer after graduating and be doomed to a life of intern-ness, I was offered a job as a PR/Marketing Coordinator at Kimpton Hotels today.  I tried to play it cool on the phone when she offered it to me, but I am SOO excited!  Can you have your dream job right out of college?  Because (minus the entry-level pay) this sounds like everything I love doing.  Here are 5 reasons why I love Kimpton Hotels/ my future job:

5. They are a luxury boutique chain, meaning that each hotel has its own unique feel to it.  It's not like a chain Marriott or Hilton where every room/hotel is exactly the same.

4.  They keep Chi hair straighteners and blow dryers at the front desk of all of their hotels in case you forget to bring yours when you stay there (or come to work).  Talk about a girl's best friend.

3. I basically get to work ON capital hill (I am "stationed" at Hotel George, pictured below) without having to do all that political stuff.

2.  They do a lot of community outreach and plan a lot of special events for non-profits in the area in the hotels.  Even better- I am the one who gets to plan most of it!!

1. Two words:  family discounts!

I start a week from today--what a relief to have income to off-set Richard's law school debts! More information to come once I actually start working...

Canada, eh?

This past weekend, we took a trip with my parents and our favorite Hobokenites to Canada, specifically Montreal and Quebec City.  We had a great time, both on land and in car. (We drove about 28 hours in 4 hours.)  Actually, I am using the pronoun "we" loosely, as I didn't drive at all. Our dear Richard drove most of the way with Carma pinch-hitting often. Since I am in the process of changing my driver's license, I couldn't (and certainly didn't want to) drive at all. Instead, I passed time reading the first book in the Twilight series.  And, of course, I am now addicted and anxiously awaiting Richard to bring the rest of the series back from Utah. But I digress.

On our way down, we had lunch at a cute little town in northern New York called... Thurman. Since this also happens to be the name of my nephew (what a coincidence!), we decided to stop and take some pictures. Actually, this wasn't a coincidence at all--Carma had seen someone write a NYT letter to the editor from Thurman, NY, and we all decided it was worth the half-hour detour that it took to get these lovely pictures. 

Friday night, we had a great dinner in Montreal with a family that Richard taught on his mission. The wife is a professional French-English translator, but her husband didn't speak much English (he is fluent in French and Spanish), so I spent most of the dinner trying to catch as much of the French  conversation as I could.  I could understand most of what Richard was saying, but less of what Nicole was saying and even less of what her husband was saying.  I was also quite distracted by their lovely cats, which didn't help comprehension matters much. 

Saturday, we spent an AWESOME day around Quebec City (which reminded Richard and me a lot of Edinburgh).   One of the highlights of the day was taking a tour of one of the hotels in the city, with a period-style tour guide. Carma and I commented several times what a quaint and European feel the city it had to it.  Who knew Europe was so close?