Gladiators and Good Reviews #100HappyDays

Happiness abounds! 

Day 4: Scandal makes me happy. Are y’all surprised I am obsessed with Scandal? If so, you shouldn’t be. Fierce Black woman solving problems and saving lives while rocking designer clothes and carrying exquisite handbags? That’s got me written all over it. Yesterday was the show’s 100th episode and to celebrate, they did a “what if” storyline outlining what might have happened if important events turned out differently. I’ve been watching Scandal avidly since the first season–I am an old school “gladiator”–so I enjoyed seeing old characters and situations revisited. 

Day 5: Customer evals make me happy. These evaluations (evals) I’m referring to are submitted by customers at the end of each class. They rate the overall course, training materials, and me (the trainer). This morning my team lead called me first thing and asked if I had read my evals from Thursday’s class. I immediately got anxious that something was wrong, but they were some of the best ranks I’ve ever gotten! I appreciated the positive comments my trainees left and also the fact that my team lead noticed and called to congratulate me. 

Bonus: Today when I got home from work, I was able to sit down and eat dinner with my parents. I am so happy they came up to spend Easter weekend with me!

Work and the Weather(man) #100HappyDays

You’re probably thinking, “Nice job, sis.  You just started #100HappyDays and you’re already a day behind.”

To that I say–you’re right; I am late.  But the reason I’m late is the reason I was happy yesterday, so check your lipstick before you come for me.  🙂

Day 2:  Educating people makes me happy.  Yesterday, I had the pleasure of teaching a class of directors, managers, and supervisors.  Twelve intelligent, curious women learned how to support their staff and received the details they needed to make informed decisions about how their departments will work.  They asked great questions and really seemed eager to succeed, and I was so happy to see that.  I was proud to know that I helped them feel confident in their roles and this new software system they would be using.  This class took most of the day, and after it ended I got so busy with other work responsibilities and spending time with my awesome boyfriend that I missed posting about it.  But, even a day late, it still brings a smile to my face.

Pretty good stuff, huh?  Bet you feel bad about clowning me for being a day behind.  It’s okay; I forgive you.  🙂  And to show you there are no hard feelings, I’ll share today’s happy thing with you.

Day 3:  WKOW makes me happy.  I know this sounds weird, but the local ABC station in Madison helps me start my morning with a smile.  The Wake Up Wisconsin morning show has the best anchors; I love the camaraderie between them (the weatherman is pretty good too).  I appreciate the local news segments they do, and I love that they feature an animal from the Dane County Humane Society each week to help find it a forever home.  Also, today’s trivia question was about a Beyoncé song, which made me very happy indeed.

#100HappyDays

Hello again, friends!

Lately, I’ve been struggling with appreciation.  There are a lot of stressful things going on in my life right now (personal, professional, even legal) that can make seeing the beautiful things in life very hard to do.  Therefore, for the next 100 days, I will post something that makes me happy and tag it with #100HappyDays to make myself reflect on the positive aspects of my life.  These posts will include people, places, things, whatever–anything that makes me happy is eligible for the 100HappyDays hashtag.  🙂

Day 1:  This blog makes me happy!  Even though I don’t update every day (or even every month) I enjoy having this space to voice my opinions.  There are some things I want to share with the entire world; this blog gives me the opportunity to get those thoughts and ideas out to a wide audience.  There are some times when I’m sad, lonely, scared, angry, or just need to vent–this blog is the safe space I need to get those feelings out.

(PS:  I got this idea from my friend/coworker Nicole.  Check out her awesome blog here!)

Southern Belle Sees Savannah

After visiting Kathy in Pittsburg, I went straight to Savannah, Georgia for a business trip. After spending the past few years in the frozen tundra of Wisconsin (and many evenings reading and re-reading Gone With the Wind) I was excited to see one of the great Southern cities. Below are details and photos from my personal excursion through Savannah. It was a wonderful place and if I have my way, perhaps I’ll move there someday!

The night before my adventure, I made a tentative schedule for the day based on recommendations from my friend Julia (who frequently traveled to Savannah for business) and a very talkative older lady I met on the plane who lived on Tybee Island. 

The next day, a very colorful cab driver took me downtown. On the way, I heard the Steve Harvey Morning Show on the radio–that is one of the parts of living in the South that I miss. Steve had a good word about waiting for what God wants for you because “He can do the unthinkable and unimaginable” and to pray for what God wants for you instead of what you want. Once I arrived at my destinations, the cab driver warned me to “stay cool.”

First stop: Breakfast at B Matthews (recommended by the chatty plane lady as one of the places where locals eat). Such a cool place! The restaurant smelled amazing; I was engulfed in a cloud that instantly made my mouth water. I ordered biscuits and gravy with a side of sausage and a Bellini–SO GOOD. Seriously, the sausage was spicy and the biscuits were soft and that Bellini had me leaning a little to the left. I finished it at the restaurant so I had to wait to see if “open container realness” was in fact real. 

     

I wandered down Bay Street for a bit to check out the scenery–Savannah is breathtakingly beautiful. Eventually I made my way down a very steep set of steps to River Street and bought a pair of cateye sunglasses. It was deliciously hot and sunny!
                 

On River Street, I stopped at Savannah Bee Company and got a jar of delicious smelling hand cream. I sampled every honey in the store and tested two new lemon flavors that aren’t on the market yet. As if I didn’t have enough of a sugar high after all that honey, I bought a chocolate praline from River Street Sweets. It was very tasty but I could only eat half of it because it was so sweet (and huge!). 

I purchased a copy of Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil from a souvenir shop, then headed to a bar and ordered a “front porch peach tea” (an adult beverage) and took it TO GO! “Open container realness” was, in fact, real! I sipped my cocktail while walking down River Street and browsing in an art gallery. The aforementioned cocktail was one of the most delicious things I’ve ever tasted. 

     

I then walked from River Street to a restaurant called Tequila’s Town (recommended by my friend Julia) for lunch. It was about a 15 minutes walk from River Street and I sweated like a whore in church the entire way there, but it was worth it–two-for-$4 margaritas! I ordered a chimichanga. Pretty sure the last time I ate a chimichanga was at Miguel’s Mexican Restaurant in Hodgenville in 2004–that experience was nothing compared to this one. The food was awesome! I even watched a man make fresh guacamole right at the table for the couple sitting next to me–pretty sweet. The waiter asked me if I wanted the second of my two-for-one margaritas to go. I giggled gleefully inside–you could drink on the street! How scandalous! 
As I was leaving the restaurant I said, “This is the best day of my life,” out loud to myself. It may have been the adult beverages talking but oh well.  

     

Next was exploring scenery and shops on Broughton Street. Gone with the Wind is one of my favorite books (along with its sequel, Scarlett) and the entire time I was on Broughton I couldn’t help but think, “This is where Scarlett came to buy boots!” I considered purchasing some footwear just to feel more like Scarlett, so I did. I bought flip flops on Broughton! I also bought socks–Gap was having a sale–and saw a funny sign in another shop about selfies. 

  

It started sprinkling around 3:30 so I hit up Leopold’s Ice Cream (no pun intended–it really did start raining). The line was kind of OOC (out of control) but I was able to get my hands on a single scoop of mocha chocolate chip in a cake cone. I listened to Beyoncé and the Jackson 5 (among others) while I ate it and checked Facebook while I waited for the rain to stop. Yay for free wifi! 

   

After the rain stopped, I continued wandering around downtown until dinner time. I saw many interesting things like historical markers and beautiful architecture. I also saw a dude on a skateboard with a dog that looked like one of the Lost Boys from Hook. 

                           

My final stop was dinner at The Olde Pink House. The waitress (Megan) asked if she could excuse herself to “fetch some bread for my table”–how fancy is that?!? She came back and asked me how hungry I was, then recommended an appetizer and two different entrees. Homegurl ran through all the ingredients too–she is good at her job for real. 

I felt like such a lady eating there. They had full place settings and chandeliers and crisply starched tablecloths. The sweet tea was the sweetest elixir I’ve ever tasted. Best believe my sixth-grade obsession with etiquette came in handy; my back didn’t hit the chair, my elbows didn’t touch the table, and I was really glad I knew which fork to use. It was sad to think that when this house was initially serving meals, I’d be serving the table instead of eating at it. Slavery is the ugly side of the South. 
           

The meal was delicious. The collard greens tasted just like my Granny Aloma’s. The pork was fall of the bone tender. The mac and cheese was all kinds of flavorful. I was literally speechless after the meal…

     

…and also uncomfortably full. I waited forever for a cab and eventually used Uber (which just recently became available in Savannah, thank goodness). The driver said he had lived in Savannah his whole life and never ate at The Olde Pink House. I told him it was definitely worth a trip. 
That concluded my day-long personal excursion in Savannah–I had an awesome time checking out the city! I definitely plan on visiting again and will make sure a ghost tour finds its way onto my itinerary. 

The next day, I finally started work. During my two days of working, I was able to have lunch at a couple of interesting places: a sandwich shop with a King Kong theme and a good Latin restaurant called Latin Chicks. Per my adamant request, a group of us had dinner and drinks at The Olde Pink House the night before we left. 🙂

         

One Word

“Describe yourself in one word.”

This is an icebreaker question I often use when training. Admittedly I use it because the answers are short–in a class of 50+people we don’t have time to waste–but it also solicits interesting answers. “Compassionate,” “detailed,” “empathetic,” “dedicated”–hearing a room fool of people share their best qualities is truly wonderful.

How would you describe yourself if you only had one word?

Titanium

It’s been a rough few weeks, folks.

Work has been crazy busy lately, and it took a toll on me.  Between all day customer classes, exam reviews for internals, required meetings, and ton of other commitments, I barely had time to breathe.  There were some several days during that two week period where I didn’t eat anything all at work because there simply wasn’t time for it.  After work, I headed home to take care of household duties–laundry, dishes, meals, and caring for my fiance and our three boys.  I was exhausted physically and mentally.  Emotionally, I was a wreck–I was so overwhelmed with everything on my plate, constantly a few seconds from tears.

Then I started listening to Pitch Perfect radio on Pandora and I finally found some clarity.

No, it wasn’t the a capella covers and Glee mash-ups that brought me some sanity.  It was a single song, Titanium by David Guetta ft. Sia.  This song was all over the radio when it came out in 2011; it was also covered in the movie Pitch Perfect (hence why it showed up on my Pandora station).  It’s more of a dance song, which probably explains why I never really paid attention to all the lyrics–too busy shakin’ my groove thang–but the words in the song really gave me strength during a time when I was feeling especially down.

“I’m bulletproof, nothing to lose

Fire away, fire away

Ricochet, you take your aim

Fire away, fire away

You shoot me down but I won’t fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down but I won’t fall

I am titanium”

Titanium:  the stuff airplanes, spacecraft, and missiles are made of.  Talk about being able to handle tough situations.

After hearing that song a number of times on the station and finally listening to the lyrics, I realized that I *am* titanium.  Even with the 12-hour work days and endless amount of chores to do at home, even with the stress and competing priorities, no one can knock me down but me.

“You shoot me down, but I won’t fall–I am titanium.”

Never Give All the Heart

Things were going well…until I got that email.

“That” email was from a trainee in some classes I taught in early October. “That” email said said I was “completely inadequate” and “taught my class nothing.” “That” email took me completely by surprise.

Since I’ve moved into my new role (corporate trainer) my life has been great. The stress of traveling, customer issues, and implementation overall wasn’t for me–I was extremely unhappy and didn’t feel like I was my best self in that role. As a trainer, I actually look forward to going to work–coming in on weekends even–and feel like I’m using my talents to make my company better.

After I got “that” email, I didn’t feel that way anymore. I felt ashamed, embarrassed, less than enough. Which, admittedly, isn’t a foreign feeling to me. Growing up I never felt skinny enough or pretty enough, never black enough or white enough to fit in. In college speech I didn’t feel dedicated enough; in my sorority I didn’t feel cool enough. In relationships–don’t even get me started. That’s another blog post entirely.

One of my favorite shows Smash (about a musical based on Marilyn Monroe) featured a song called Never Give All the Heart. In it, Marilyn sang about her past loves and how she always gave everything she had only to receive nothing in return; she wished she hadn’t given her whole heart to have it returned in pieces. It’s easier that way, holding back. If you don’t leap, you won’t fall and possibly get hurt. But it isn’t the way to live. God gives us tests to make us better and teach us lessons that will make us the people He needs us to be.

So “that” email isn’t worrying this girl anymore. I’ve got some work to do absolutely, but I’m not inadequate by any means. I’m giving all I have in this job because I know I have what it takes–no one is going to make me feel like “that” anymore.

How have you dealt with feelings of inadequacy? What advice would you give to someone in that situation?


Never Give All the Heart

A Work of Purpose

I think I love my job.

You wouldn’t have heard me saying that earlier this year. In fact, you would have seen my frustration and stress in every glance and halfhearted wave in passing. I looked for new jobs on my lunch break and cried myself to sleep in hotel rooms on business trips.

And then, just when I was at my lowest, God blessed me with an opportunity to switch roles at my company. It would mean a salary cut of over $30,000 but it would also mean little travel and constant use of my greatest skill (public speaking).

And now, after just a few months in this new position, I think I love my job. I look forward to going into the office on the weekends to get things done. I volunteer for new tasks and feel purposeful every single day. And that’s something I never saw coming.

What is your dream career? What are you doing now to reach that goal?