Things I Miss the Most

Aside from the family, dog, friends that I could spout out about missing, (special shout out to Harry who's the most popular dog because he's pictured on my credit card), I do miss some things:

• Mexican food. Seriously, Chipotle isn’t going to cut it for long. Not to mention, they don’t have the brown rice out here yet.
• Sunshine. The sun really does shine in Colorado a whole lot more than anywhere else.
• Weekend planning. This whole threat of a government shutdown really messes with my ability to go to other monuments and memorials that I haven’t hit up yet. There’s so much of this town that’s tied to government funding that it really cramps my style.
• Having the news at 10pm. Really, asking me to stay up until 11pm for the local news is really asking too much.
• Bootcamp at 5:30am. I know, that sounds like torture, but you’re done with a kick ass workout by 6:30am and you have the rest of the day to do whatever.
• Casual Friday. So, the definition of casual Friday in Denver is jeans. Those comfy pants that transition easily into happy hour and beyond…here, I have “Khaki Friday”…that’s khakis, a polo and sweater to work…which is lame compared to jeans.
• Sushi. You would think that being so close to water and an abundance of fresh fish that I would be literally swimming with delicious sushi. Not so. Every time that I’ve had fish here – sashimi, nigiri, tuna steak, canned tuna even – it smells and tastes like fish. If you’ve ever had good fish, it should taste like butta and melt in your mouth. Seriously, where’s the damn fish? This bitty is about to get pissed.
• Free grocery bags. I get that you’re saving the environment, but can’t we have a “first one free” program? I have bathroom trash cans that need liners. That would be great, thanks.

Have you ever moved to a new place - across the country or across town - and took the little things for granted?

Cherry Blossoms and Familiar Faces

Over the weekend, we managed to make it down to the Tidal Basin and check out the blossoms before the winds whipped the blossoms away. The blossoms were gorgeous, but the tourists? Not so much.

I guess that the tourist season begins now and ends with....winter. Oh well, I guess I was once one of the droves of tweens in the city on a school trip.

In the meantime, I got some great shots.

I'm just sitting out here watching airplanes...take off...and flyyyyyyyy

My turn at the artful framing of blossoms

Kicking it with TJ

Another artsy shot.

 This weekend, there were also a couple of Deltas in town that I got to catch up with, meet their DC peeps, and try out some bars and restaurants in the 'hood.

A Delta from Denver. (Side note: check homeboy's face behind me. Hysterical.)

More Deltas for dinner.

Driving in DC

This weekend, I took my first Zipcar out and about the District to run some errands and see different parts of the town.

I had "Common" a little Honda Civic that zipped me around town. Up to Columbia Heights for a Target run, over to Georgetown for a little shopping and a much needed manicure, and then criss-crossing through town to get back to my apartment.

Yeah. I'm the tourist taking a picture of the cart escalator at Target.

The biggest test of the day? Dupont Circle.

Dupont Circle reminds me of the scene in National Lampoon's European Vacation where Clark Griswald gets stuck in the circle and cannot merge out of traffic. Entering the circle, I had flashes of honking horns, short stops, and sweaty palms.

Alas, I had none of that! There was so much traffic in the Circle, I only had to merge and exit. It was a slo-mo transition.

I survived and feel like I know my way around the town. Slowly but surely I'm becoming a little more of a local!

Getting Out There

At one of my first happy hours, I learned of all sorts of rec leagues in DC. There's wiffle ball, bocce ball, and kickball...and that's just what my new found friends do. At the advice of several friends, I knew that I wanted to look into perhaps even be a free agent with some teams to get out and meet people.

So far, in two outings, I have been recruited for two kickball teams and potentially a wiffle ball team. I only say potentially for the wiffle ball because it requires hand-eye coordination and I really only possess foot-eye coordination as demonstrated with kicking ass and kicking that pigeon in Italy.

A little off topic, but a great way to get a local number without turning from your roots (I will always be a 303 girl) you can get a Google Voice number. Just tell them the area code and if you have words you want it to spell, they will see what's available. From there, you get to browse through all sorts of numbers. What's great is that it's automatically set up to forward to any number you choose. So, I have my new local number forwarded to my 303 cell phone. I'm a local and a 303 girl all at once!

With all of these new adventures, I am excited to meet new people, see new parts of the city, and generally revel in the fact that I live in our nation's capital.

Country Mouse and City Mouse

I have lived in the heart of a major U.S. city. But this? Is truly a MAJOR city.

I have spent time in Boston, Houston, Atlanta, but I have not have anything like DC. I live in a part of town call Dupont Circle named for a very complicated traffic circle with the same name. I haven't been able to truly get into all the shops, restaurants, and bars, but I like what I see! The neighborhood is quaint and clean, full of people, a great energy, and amazing views. (That's a whole post in itself.)

I have been to a Safeway and the Whole Foods, but WOW, I was not prepared for this. The stores by comparison to Denver are teeny tiny and the prices are inflated from Denver. I mean, $1.39 for one orange?! Really?! That's a little steep. But, I guess there's a high overhead with rent, transportation, storage, and locale. I am pleased to see the Whole Foods is competitive with prices for the everyday groceries.

I am really happy that people are friendly and very welcoming. I have talked to a lot of people in the neighborhood, introduced myself to one of my neighbors (I haven't seen the other one.) I have to admit I was a little concerned that people would be a little snooty and distant, scoffing at the country mouse from Colorado who wears pearls and cowboy boots.

There's an increased level of convenience here. I found a hardware store with a connected housewares store that's a mix between an antique store and Bed Bath & Beyond. They have everything...including denim patches.

I know I haven't even gotten to really be in the city, but so far, I like it!

The Happiest of Hours

As I've already blogged about, the work was very mind boggling. Thankfully, I have had a couple of happy hours to unwind with coworkers and new friends.

That's something about this town. They do happy hour. Maybe it's because there are more people to begin with, maybe it's because some of them are tourists on vacation. (Which, I can't blame them if they are toting about any of the screaming children or moody tweens.) But, these people congregate, mingle, and talk about everything.

I have also now met with my virtual friend Jen! Our mutual friend Tricia connected us when she learned that I was moving to her friend from New York's 'hood. The crazy part of meeting her was actually meeting her friend first by pure happen stance as we were waiting at the bar. Such a small world.

Thankfully, DC is a small world, not a small town like Denver was for me.

Apologies, too, to any twitter followers for the onslaught of tweets post HH with Jen, but you were warned.

Getting Settled

I'm slowly getting settled into my apartment and my routine.

I have some organization to work on in the bathroom and bedroom, but I know where to find things (THANKS IN LARGE PART TO DAISY) and I know how to find my way around town. OK, the parts of town I've been in.

I am even a mass transit user. Not just for random games, nights at the bar, or when I visit other cities. I am a SmarTrip toting Metro commuter.

I'm totes offish.

My office is now all comfortable after more phone calls to the help desk (who I have on speed dial) and moving my computer around. I am also more comfortable finding my way through the labyrinth of offices.

I also feel much better about the work. I was insecure that I would be useful or even smart enough to be with these people. I mean, their talking was so above my head I felt like my head was swirling. Today, though, ahhhhhhh.....it's like the pieces fell into place in my head and I can see how I will not only fit into this puzzle, but I'm really excited about it!

And as I come home, I take the time to get some pieces put into place. I figure I can do a little every work day and a big effort on my days off. As I unpack, I have also found little pictures that my mom and grandma have stashed in random places in my luggage. (I teared up. It's my mom and grandma. And cute pictures of the family and my grandpa.)

As a follow up, I was able to get the purse out of the desk.