Just a quick little check-in to let you know I’m still around… and not getting emailed my comments from WordPress. It’s enough to send a girl back to Blogger. Does anyone out there blog on free WordPress and use a different comment tool/service?
This weekend, I was in Houston for a conference. Sadly, the way I do conferences, I fly in, miss the opening session or two, and fly out before the closing reception or whatever the wrap-up is. This time, we were in Houston less than 30 hours. Unlike NoLa last year this time, because of a special meeting we basically had to attend Friday night, we didn’t even get to really have a night on the town.
I also have to tell you… as someone who has done conferences as a presenter and a regular ol’ attendee… If you’re the host group, do a goodie bag. I know it’s just one more thing to ask your taxed conference hosting committee to oversee, but truly… my feelings were a little hurt and I feel I missed a chance to learn a little more about the city I didn’t get to see.
See… even when I can’t fly in early and leave late, I can count on those host site bags to include a list of where to dine, some local history and tourism propaganda, and a snack or three. If we’re lucky, there are other goodies too, like a locally produced hand cream, or from Baltimore, some McCormick spices. Thankfully, someone has been reading my post-conference surveys, because at least there were very real snacks at our breaks this time. (Never mind that I couldn’t eat the pimento cheese because while there was at least two quarts of dip left, the crackers were long gone…)
I also have to mention the very sobering moments at the end of our flight from Houston to Charlotte. I’d seen the solider in his (Army) dress uniform as I boarded, and I had a strong suspicion as to what that meant, but I still shudder-sighed when the pilot announced during our landing process that we were carrying a fallen hero and asked that we all remain seated while his military escort deplaned. The pilot repeated the message as we made our final taxi, and the very full plane honored both his request and the escort… save two. One was not a native speaker – I know because I was behind him boarding, and it was a struggle for all involved in trying to explain that all of us still left to board had to check our rolling luggage, even if it did meet carry-on requirements. The other I am assuming also didn’t speak/comprehend English, but that makes me wonder… if we’d had a real emergency, how would they have reacted? I sure hope they weren’t just being impatient and disrespectful.
Meanwhile, our big fundraiser is this Saturday. If you’re local and you like poker, I believe we have a few seats left in our poker tournament. I also have two general admission tickets I’d like to give away if you’re interested…
Marjie, I’m SO GLAD you found these cute shoes for me last spring. Now, I just need to decide whether I’ll go bare-legged or buy hose. Otherwise, my outfit is taken care of, thank goodness. Dress, shoes, special undergarments, earrings… I’m good to go, with no time to change my mind. If it’s not pouring down rain Saturday, the girls and I will have a fabulous, long walk, rather than me running around like Chicken Little!
What have you been up to?