I really didn’t mean to extend my blogcation through the first week of the year, but as it goes with one’s workout routine, the more time you take off, the harder it is to get back to it.  I have the sore muscles to prove it.

We spent the last week of 2011 in the Seattle area, where Mark grew up.  We stayed with his parents for most of the week, but we did spend one night out at the Salish Lodge, which is a place we visited the first time we met in person.  This time we booked a fireside couple’s massage, a rosemary-mint scrub, and had a romantic dinner by the dining room’s original 1916 fireplace.  Dinner was amazing — we ordered the chateaubriand and the kitchen decided it was too small after they’d already begun cooking it, so they sent us a plate of Washington cheeses and started a new one.  It’s amazing that we were able to waddle back to our room after that meal.  Of course, it didn’t stop us from enjoying an equally amazing breakfast in the dining room the next day.

A view of the fireplace in our room, from the cozy bed:

Note that housekeeping left while turning down our room for the evening:

Preparing to leave the next day:

Salish Lodge is a pretty amazing place, and worth a visit if you get a chance.  If you book a spa and meal package like we did, the value is excellent.

On the way back to Mark’s parents’ house, we stopped in Seattle so I could see Pike Place Market.  I saw it on my first visit to Seattle, but that was years ago and this time I came prepared with a camera!

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I hope your 2012 is off to a great start!

I hope you had a great Thanksgiving!  Mark and I drove out to Hill Country to visit my parents and my sister.  Most of us don’t especially care about the whole turkey thing, so we had another seafood boil.  (Dear Williamson County: we know there is still a burn ban, so we did not use fire.)

(Maybe we used a little.)

Observe the festive tablecloth.

I usually stay behind the lens when we all get together, but I made an effort to get into a few photos this time!

Okay, that’s enough nice pictures.  Want to see what it takes to get them?

Somewhere there is a great photo where I am a very young child, making the same face in an otherwise nice family portrait.  If I ever come across it I’ll do a side-by-side.

Last year in Santa Fe, I saw some beautiful paper flowers but didn’t know how I would get them home.  I’ve kept an eye out for them everywhere since then, but to no avail.  This year I decided they were coming home with me even if I had to hold them on the airplane!  Fortunately it didn’t come to that, as we went to pay and discovered that the vendor ships for a very reasonable fee.  They arrived last week and yesterday I finally arranged them.  I wish we had bought twice as many, but we’ll just have to buy some more next time we visit.

Birds of paradise are one of my favorite flowers.  For about the same price as real ones, these will last much longer!

I have been envisioning these white callas in that vase ever since we bought it!  Perfect.  That framed picture, by the way, is a card that we bought during our first trip to Santa Fe.  I think it was the very first thing we bought.

As an aside, you may have noticed that I have slipped to two posts a week.  I am trying to correct that but the prognosis for the rest of the year is poor.  Also, my 365 project is so hopelessly messed up that I am just waiting anxiously for the darn year to end.  I keep missing days, and then I procrastinate posting what I have, which only wreaks havoc on filing them correctly.  So there’s that.  The 52 Project it is for 2012!

I missed  my post on Thursday because I was on my way home from my latest boondoggle.  I was visiting some customers in Massachusetts and Maine to see what they need from one of my projects.  I had a good time, but spending 14 straight hours a day with other people is very tiring for an introvert like me.  I think I’m caught up on alone-time now, so I can show you where I went!

Boston was the first stop.  I held my camera out the window and shot perpendicularly so I could show you Marriott’s definition of waterfront:

I would have shown you the actual view from my window, but all I could see of the tiny marina past the trees and parking lot was a few masts.  My crazy coworkers then walked me what seemed like miles all over Boston’s brick sidewalks in stilettos (the best part was walking on my toes over the open grating on the Charlestown Bridge), but I have to admit that dinner at Bacco was so good it was worth the pain.  The view of Boston’s tiny streets and sidewalks from upstairs is super charming!  Try the gnocchi.

The next morning we brought a trunkload of pastries to a customer in Boston, provided some technical training, and moved on.

There were old trucks:

Recent snow:

Giant turbines:

Tiny pastries:

We also met a rather stoic moose at a rest stop in Maine.  My coworker posed with one of our stations behind him:

Speaking of moose, when we got to our customer in Maine, we heard a little story about one of the managers going moose-hunting with a poorly adjusted scope and doing this to his pickup:

I did a little quick photoshopping so my coworker could award him ‘sportsman of the year’ that night at the fleet seminar:

Don’t worry, the honoree got a little prize for the cost of his pride!

I really liked the view of the Penobscot River from our hotel in Bangor:

And on our way back to Boston, of course we visited the moose again.  I told him about the truck and I’m pretty sure he smiled.

All in all, a successful boondoggle.  I got lots of good information from the customers and now I can really start my most exciting project in earnest.  I think it could have me traveling a lot in 2012!

Santa Fe is not a big town, so you can only walk the Plaza and the adjoining streets for long before you start to feel like you’ve seen everything five times.  This year we decided to spend an afternoon soaking up a little extra culture at one of Santa Fe’s art museums.

The New Mexico Museum of Art has a small but vibrant collection of pieces by New Mexico artists, making it a great way to use a couple spare hours.  Allow me to share some of my favorites!

'Indios' by Ray Martín Abeyta

'The Awakening' by Agnes Pelton

'Dark and Lavender Leaf' by Georgia O'Keeffe

'Winter Mountain Cycle No. 4' by Howard Cook

'Deluxe Samba Pulling Bambi' by Carol Sarkisian

'Peeling Back' by Judy Chicago (etching and glass paint on glass)

'Ojigi' by Karen LaMonte (cast glass)

'Old Santa Fe' by Gustave Baumann (woodcut)

Examples of Gustave Baumann's woodcuts

'Marking the Land' and 'Pipeline Cuts Through the Landscape' by Da-ka-xeen Mehner

'Cherry Bomb' by Martin Cary

Would you put any of these in your home?

Last year we rented a casita in a residential neighborhood, and this year we stayed in a hotel in the middle of everything (the hotel was very nice and cozy, btw, but bring earplugs in case you face the alley, because the garbage truck comes on Monday at 4 A.M.  And just FYI, some of the rooms at La Fonda face that same alley).

Our room had a large shared balcony with spectacular sunset views and I took full advantage of it!  I know that someone else’s sunset photos all look alike, so I will limit myself to just a few of my favorites.

I turned up the saturation just a hair in the first and second photos, but the others are straight out of the camera.

I had a colleague at my last job who used to refer to all business trips as ‘boondoggles’ and would tell me with a wink that we should never let it be known that we enjoy them.  Of course, he got to go to meetings in places like England, the Netherlands, and France, and I got to shovel hot petroleum coke in the rain at 3 AM in Lake Charles, LA, so I have a feeling that his enjoyment was a level beyond mine.

I didn’t go anywhere glamorous this past week — just another Chicago exurb — but I have to say it was one of the more enjoyable business trips I’ve had.  I met a bunch of very interesting people, got to better know some people I’ll be working with on a regular basis, and was so inundated with food that several days later I am still trying to remember what ‘hungry’ feels like.  Not to mention the snacks I brought (I packed them in my shoes so they wouldn’t get crushed):

This particular trip was a seminar that we hold semiannually for sales and marketing folks, and now that the usual organizer is retired, it will be my responsibility (to some extent, anyway — I may have to go to the mat over some of the finer points, like location).  Now I finally have a flavor of the massive scope of this undertaking, but to tell you the truth, I am pretty excited that my engineering job includes a segment which can best be described as event planning!  Just more confirmation that changing jobs was the best thing I could have done.

And now I have a better idea of what my former colleague meant about not revealing how much fun one has had on such a trip. :)