Spring Fling

Friday was the first of many (I hope) Dawson + Wissmach Spring Flings I attend. One of my bosses, Neil Dawson, has a house on Whitemarsh Island with a dock and boat. Every summer the company has Spring Flings where we work half a day on Friday and then go out to his dock where he supplies lunch and we go out on the boat to water ski, tube, wake board, and swim. There are also jet skis to drive (Pearce actually got pulled over by the “water police” and given a warning ticket for not obeying the rules). I was a little leery of donning a bathing suit in front of my coworkers but everyone was doing it so I gave into peer pressure. I hope that people didn't judge me too much.

I spent half the time out on the boat and went tubing with Luci. We had a blast! One of the best moments was when Luci's husband, Kevin, snuck up behind Marvin (my project manager) while he was sitting on the floating dock and pulled him backwards into the water. I caught it with my camera at the perfect moment. That one's going down in history!

All in all everyone had a great time, and it's nice to know that I work for a company that knows how to work really hard and play just as much...and that they appreciate their employees.

4 years long...or short, depending on who you ask

Last Wednesday (the 17th) marked four years of marriage for Morgan and me. It's always a special day, looking back on where we started and how far we've come together. It hasn't always been easy, and those of you who know us best can attest to that, especially this past year. But, today as I write this I've never felt so completely at peace or as strong with where I am in my life and who I'm with. This year has made us stronger independently and as a couple and I can't wait to see what is in store for us in the future.

Attack of the tree-chewing fiends!

Monday mornings are bad enough as it is...but this morning I was welcomed by thousands of dead termites laying under my desk. Yes, I know what you're saying...at least they were dead! Ah, yes, but it also would have been better if I had noticed them when I first sat down. Because our floors are dark wood and the termites are small and dark, I sat with my feet in dead bugs for a good thirty minutes before I got up and looked down to discover the disgust. At least I had shoes on...but they were just sling back sandals.

Neil, one of the partners at the firm said, "Oh, yeah, when I was here yesterday I looked over and saw the swarm of termites come flying out from behind your baseboard and then fall dead. I also sprayed them. Sorry, I forgot to clean them up but at least now they're not all goey and wet, they'll be easier to sweep up!" Hello!!!

So, I thought I could handle this. After all, they are dead. So I went to collect the broom and dust pan. I swept up a few that were beside my desk but when I got to the mass grave of dead bodies (literally by the thousands) I lost it. I almost threw up at my desk, wouldn't that have been a combination! It would have looked like I puked up bugs...ugh, I can't even think about it. So, I made my boss clean up my desk! Later in the day I found some more and made another of my co-workers clean it up. Luckily they were both fine with it. I still shudder when I think about it. The rest of the day I kept feeling like things were crawling all over me, and that there were bugs stuck in my throat.

I can only imagine what would have happened if they had decided to wait 12 more hours to hatch and I would have really had a treat on my hands!!! Gross!!!