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We’re twelve days into 2014 and, as one might expect, there’s been a lot of reflection about 2013. The top news stories. The top political cartoons. The top films (and just FYI, if you haven’t seen 12 Years A Slave, American Hustle, or Mandela: Long Walk to Freedom, then you should stop reading this right now, go to Fandango.com, and purchase your tickets. I’ll be here when you get back). Anyway, you get the idea. I thought about doing that this year – I’ve done it in the past – but decided to do something a little different this time.
2013 got off to a rough start for me, personally and professionally. I was really struggling. One of my Facebook friends had posted a story/article/blog piece about counting your blessings. Every day, you write on a piece of paper one blessing in your life and then you put that piece of paper somewhere – a jar, a vase, a box – somewhere where you can see it. It seemed like a good way for me to focus on the positives in my life, so I decided to give it a try.
Now, I have to confess: I did not count my blessings for the entire year, but I did do a pretty good job. I wrote my daily blessings on bits of colored paper and dropped them in the big glass vase that sat on my kitchen counter. Yesterday, I finally got around to opening those bits of paper so that I could review my 2013 and the many things I have to be thankful for.
My blessings tended to fall into a few categories: weather, pets, family, work. I am pleased to note that “work” didn’t dominate. What I mean is, I tend to be pretty career-focused and sometimes I forget to stop and smell the roses. Turns out, I didn’t forget. I won’t share every blessing with you, but I’d like to point out a few highlights (in no particular order):
- The honeybells arrived! Last year, I got a six-month subscription to a “fruit of the month” club. First up: the honeybell. Honeybells, in case you are wondering, are the most amazing fruit ever. An orange/grapefruit hybrid. Sweet. Super juicy. So juicy that a bib is included with the shipment. If you’ve ever had one, you’ll understand why their arrival was such a wonderful blessing. If you haven’t, stop reading right now and go out and get some. They’re only available January through March!
- Cheerwine – another special treat. This is North Carolina’s version of Dr. Pepper, but not quite the same. I don’t think it’s sold anywhere else – at least I’ve never been able to find it. So whenever I visit my parents in NC, I try to swing by the Food Lion to pick up a 12-pack or two. Soooo good.
- Pushing my boundaries and getting outside my comfort zone. Now, I have no idea what I did here. I might have been referring to the Meetup group I joined, or maybe I went to a play by myself, or maybe I went skydiving. (FYI – pretty sure I’d remember skydiving). Whatever it was, it was something that I wasn’t used to and I did it anyway. Go me!
- Arlington County firemen. At some point in 2013, I got stuck in an elevator and I am totally not joking. I was in the elevator of my parking garage to pick up my car and head home after work. All of a sudden — BOOM! Elevator stopped. No power. I was alone. No a/c. And most importantly, I. Didn’t. Have. Anything. To. Read. People who know me will understand how important that is. Anyway, I managed to stave off panic by figuring that I probably wouldn’t die if the elevator fell – after all, I was stuck between basement levels 1 and 2, and the last basement level was 4, so it wouldn’t have been a huge drop. Broken bones maybe, but I’d live. Fortunately, I didn’t have to test my theory because the firemen from Arlington County saved me. I was extremely thankful.
- This one’s a two-fer: sleepover/afternoon tea with my sister and having the best sister in the world. My sister is married with a toddler, so for her birthday last year, I thought it would be fun to have a girls’ night. I booked us into the Willard Intercontinental, took her out for cocktails and dinner, and then the next day we shopped and returned to the Willard for afternoon tea. It was fun, relaxing, and nice to have time for just the two of us. We had so much fun we’re doing it again this year! As for “the best sister in the world” – well, she’s been my number one cheerleader for a long time. She tells me the truth when I need truth-telling, reassures me when I need reassurance, and makes me giggle when I need a good laugh. She really is the best.
- Spending the day with my niece. This is the best, especially now that she’s such a chatterbox. She is a little person with her own tastes and opinions, and I enjoy hearing about them – even when she tells me she doesn’t like something I knitted for her. Can’t win ’em all, I guess.
So that was just a little glimpse of my 2013. I’m not doing this exercise for 2014 – not because I didn’t think it was worthwhile. It definitely was for me. I have a lot of wonderful blessings in my life and I hope that I will do a better job of remembering them because of this. No, this year I’m focused on de-cluttering. I’ll be headed overseas for my next assignment this summer, so I’ve got to clear out some of the junk. Collecting bits of paper – even ones with my blessings written on them – is counter-productive at this stage. That said, I’ll do my best to count my blessings every day.
I am kickin’ it in Colonial Williamsburg for a few days. Can you believe I’ve never been here before? I’ve lived in the DC metro area on and off for the last 10 years and I’ve never been here. I’ve got about 18 months left on my current Washington assignment – a long way to go – but I’m now at the point where the urgent need to “see everything” is ever-present. You know how it is: you live in a city for a few years, and you think “I’ve got plenty of time to visit the XYZ” or “I’ll go there when friends/family visit.” Right. And then – times up! And you never made it to Placencia or that Mayan temple or Sicily or whatever. (Full disclosure: I did, in fact make it to Placencia, many Mayan temples, and Sicily).
So here I am in Colonial Williamsburg. I’m staying in the Williamsburg Lodge. I’m sure there are many fine hotels near Colonial Williamsburg, and there’s a shuttle from the Williamsburg Visitors’ Center that brings folks to/from Colonial Williamsburg on a regular schedule. However, I highly recommend staying “on site.” Yes, it may be more expensive, but the convenience makes it worth it. My hotel, Williamsburg Lodge, is lovely and conveniently located just a block from the main drag – Duke of Gloucester Street. This is perfect for me. I can walk around for a while and when I get cold or tired or I need to use the bathroom, I can get back to my hotel in about 5 minutes.
Before I get to the Colonial Williamsburg experience, let’s talk for a minute about the accommodations. I’ve traveled around the country with my family since I was a little girl and we stayed in a variety of hotels – everything from Holiday Inns to nice resorts in Arizona. Now, when budget is the driving force, the Holiday Inns of this world will do just fine. However, I really love it when my hotel room can be part of the experience. That’s what I’ve got here at the Williamsburg Lodge. My room is furnished to the time period. I’m no expert on colonial furnishings, so I have no idea how accurate it is. But the point is, I stepped into this room and I got in the mood for colonial times. And yes, I have the luxury of getting in the mood without the hardships: I have hot and cold running water, electricity, central heating, and a free wifi connection – which allows me to draft this blog at Williamsburg rather than waiting until I get home.
You guys, I did a lot of walking yesterday. Colonial times were rough! Seriously though, if you miss one of the many orientation tours that the Williamsburg folks give to familiarize visitors with the layout (which I did), I recommend just getting out there and walking Duke of Gloucester Street. I entered in the middle of the street and walked toward the Capitol. (Truthfully, I had no destination in mind. Whenever I’m lost or in unfamiliar surroundings, my general practice is to turn right…so I did). What is the Capitol, you ask? Exactly what it sounds like. This is where the upper and lower houses of government met. Court was also held here. Can you believe that court sessions were held only four times per year? For a population of about half a million? Talk about your low crime rates. Of course, if you committed a felony (theft, manslaughter, etc.), you would be branded (‘t” for theft, ‘m’ for manslaughter) for a first offense, so I guess that probably discouraged criminal activity. Second offense? Hanging.
From the Capitol, I walked back up Duke of Gloucester Street, stopping in the apothecary/doctor’s office. The variety of plants and herbs with medicinal properties is really quite amazing. Of course, I could do without the leeches for bloodletting and, speaking as someone who has had her fair share of serious illnesses, I’ll pass on the doctor’s office in colonial times. Let’s just say it was primitive. But let’s face it: our colonial forebears managed to accomplish a lot with what they had.
After the apothecary, I stopped in the Raleigh Tavern Bakery. Lines even in colonial times, y’all! I don’t know if it was the hot apple cider, the gingerbread, or the Brunswick stew, but this place was insane! Line out the door. But the apple cider was delish. From there, I strolled over to the market square, where vendors were selling everything from soaps to old coins to colonial children’s toys. I was really, really tempted to buy something for my niece, but that girl has more stuff than she knows what to do with already!
At the other end of Duke of Gloucester Street – opposite the Capitol – you’ll find Merchants Square. I was amazed to discover that Chico’s and Williams and Sonoma have been around since colonial times. Just kidding! Merchants Square has the facade of colonialism, but it’s modern all the way. So yes – you will find Chico’s and Williams and Sonoma. But for the most part, Merchants Square is made up of independent shops selling everything from cheese and olive oil, to pewter, jewelry, and coffee. A few restaurants are thrown in there too.
By now, my feet are tired, I’m cold, and I have to pee, so I headed back to the hotel for quick pitstop. I say “quick” because my day wasn’t over yet. Christmas Town at Busch Gardens awaits…
Stay tuned for my thoughts on Christmas Town.
DC is a great town; it really is. There is so much to do, so much to see. The problem, sometimes, is that this is a town full of eager young kids fresh out of college. Generally speaking, that’s great. They have lots of energy, they are willing to work long hours, they fill up all those group houses. The downside is that they populate a lot of the area watering holes – and many of those watering holes tend to cater to that demographic.
I graduated from college in 1992, okay? I don’t want to be picked up in a bar. I don’t want to be splashed with some random guy’s (or girl’s) beer. And I don’t want to have to shout to be heard. There has got to be a bar or two that meets those criteria.
I find that it’s always good to have a few go-to bars. You never know when you might need to decompress from a tough day at the office, celebrate a friend’s good news, or have a secret rendezvous. If only! In Rome, there were a number of excellent rooftop bars near the U.S. Embassy. In fact, my friend Dave made a point of hitting them all before he left Rome for good. I was his wingman on occasion. I work in the Foggy Bottom area now and, despite the fact that we are surrounded by George Washington University, I think the grown up bars are few and far between. Yes, there’s Tonic, but – see above.
I did a little research, and found a few that fit the bill nearby. A few weeks ago, my friend Allyson and I met for drinks at the Four Seasons Hotel on Pennsylvania Avenue. There’s a lovely bar there, called the Bourbon Steak. The bartenders and the atmosphere were great. I had a yummy pisco sour, as I recall. There is also an outdoor patio area, which is ideal for spring/summer. More recently, I had drinks at the Library Bar inside the Melrose Hotel – also on Penn Ave. Lovely cosmopolitan. Reasonably priced for a hotel bar. Another nice one for grown ups. We could actually have a real conversation there. (Hard to believe, right?)
What’s your favorite bar for grown ups? Recommendations welcome!