One of the BEST gifts I’ve gotten recentlyÂ is aÂ Harry & David’sÂ gift box!Â The box was too much for me to consume on my own and it came at the PERFECT time. IÂ brought the box into the office of my New England client,Â and shared itÂ during a recent all day staff meeting.Â AND, we polished the goodiesÂ off with a champagne toast (don’t tell anybody!) from a bottle I had been riding around with for weeks (yeah, let’s not analyze why I’m rollin’ around with champagne in my car…lol).
Seriously yall, if you ever need to send the perfect gift, check them out. And if you ever need to send ME the perfect gift, look no further.
Oh, and as I mentioned before, this is why I love my OTHER client too…
*Photo of fridge at NY Client HQ
I am in NY frequently for this client, and last month we had a few days of strategy sessions, and friday night the office-based team hosted us for a happy hour. With.Homemade.IceCream.And.Cookies.And.Beer. There are only 3 other things in the world that I think about aside from tasty beverages and food….so I was darn near in heaven. And no, I will not tell you what the other three things are…but you can guess in the comments!
Oh, and as a Thank You to the NY office for the Happy Hour…We (the virtual team) sent a Harry & David’s gift box. Coincidence or Genius? You decide.
And tell us in the comments how you feel about your work, profession, job or 9-5! Are you doin’ it for love or for money?
Note to Self: Go to Bed! You have spanish class in the morning. No more hanging out until 2am every night.
Do not go to Zilch with these chicks. Do not go to dinner with Ricardo at Dona Lupe’s. Do not stop at Callejon del Beso (street of the kiss) to hear the story of star crossed lovers whereinÂ some woman’s father killed her
lover and the street is so narrow that neighbors on opposite sides can lean out their windows and kiss each other.
Do not stop at the Oxxo to grab a drink to walk around with while Ricardo introduces you to everyone in Guanajuato. Do not stop and talk to Jorge and Olga while they prepare a new bar for its grand opening. Â Do not entertain the idea of meeting up with the swiss girlsÂ later at BAR FLY. Do not meet up with Drew, Pablo and the crew for drinks with these chicas (and who brought the dog)? Self, please don’t get home at a reasonable time and then stay up jibber jabbing with Jorge (32, CA)Â and Magnus (26, Norway)Â all night.Â But self, if you can’t help yourself a couple of nights in a row, don’t try to do your spanish homework on the way to class. Just a thought.
**Next day update:
I don’t know why I even talk to you. Were the Mojitos, Micheladas and that shot of tequila really necessary atÂ Cuba Mia? And just because you can watch peopleÂ dance Salsa all night doesn’t mean you and Jorge and Magnus should plan on doing THAT again. And don’t you need to get some exercise?
Still with affection but rapidly declining trust in your decision-making abilities,
If you look in the upper right hand corner you will see a drawing of the Virgin Guadalupe, she’s a VERY big deal down here. There are shrines to her all over the place. Supposedly she offers protection and safe passage so uh, yeah I’ll rest my head here and let her watch over me.
And now some things about travel that you should know. Kind of a little Public Service Announcement.
1. Birds are EVERYWHERE and they are loud. They have lots to say to one another and they start sayin’ it at 5:30 a.m. every.single.day.
2. All those cartoons that led you to believe that Roosters crow at the crack of dawn to signal the sunrise? Wrong. Oh, so very wrong. When do Roosters crow you ask? When ever the hell they want to. This generally seems to happen when you are trying to GO to sleep, when you are ALREADY asleep, or when you are stuffing earplugs in your ears to maintain your sanity.
3. I woke up one morning thinking that there was some major construction going on in the compound. It sounded like one of those jackhammers that road construction crews use. I couldn’t believe that they would start work at 6a.m. When I got up to see what was going on? Kevin informed me that the resident Woodpecker liked to peck on the roof of the bunkhouse. excuse me, the CORRUGATED TIN ROOF of the bunkhouse. This Woodpecker is also known for sitting on the door of cars/trucks and pecking his reflection in the mirror (which i did witness).
4. So I’ve been harassed by a hummingbird, roused by roosters, chased by chickens and had my nerves worn to shreds by a woodpecker.
I’m so not in love with nature right now.
“Beware the leader who bangs the drums of war in order to whip the citizenry into a patriotic fervor, for patriotism is indeed a double-edged sword. It both emboldens the blood, just as it narrows the mind. And when the drums of war have reached a fever pitch and the blood boils with hate and the mind has closed, the leader will have no need in seizing the rights of the citizenry. Rather, the citizenry, infused with fear and blinded by patriotism, will offer up all of their rights unto the leader and gladly so. How do I know? For this is what I have done. And I am Caesar.”
– Julius Caesar