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Hi, I'm Annie.

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Thursday
Oct082009

Babies, bacon, & me

Hey there, I'm coming to you live from beautiful Washington, D.C. I'm here for the first meeting for the fellowship and have already met (and shared a cab) with two of the other lovely fellows. Should be interesting to hear all about what everyone's doing and have the chance to discuss my project and find out ways to make it better. It's inspiring to be around all of these people who are so passionate about finding ways to help improve the lives of babies and their families. Hopefully some of their brilliance will rub off a little on me.

It's kind of weird to be a business traveler though. I've traveled before but never professionally (meaning paid for by someone else). I always imagined myself walking briskly down the airport concourse like a Charlie commercial (or is it Enjoli? except I don't bring home any bacon, really, I pretty much work for free) but instead I was sweaty and I wore the wrong shoes and I kept getting my bag handles all tangled. You know, as usual.

Speaking of babies and families, I miss mine already. (Thanks, G, for holding down the fort). Bacon for everyone when I get home! Because I might not bring any home but I sure do know how to fry it up in a pan.

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Reader Comments (6)

the one or two times I have traveled by myself always give me a weird feeling--I feel like I'm masquerading as someone I'm really not. Like I should have a sign that reads "really has three babies at home, don't let the one bag fool you". It's odd, but still thrilling.

10.8.2009 | Unregistered CommenterEmily

Pictures please.

10.8.2009 | Unregistered Commenterdiane

I remember my first business trip. I had no idea what to do with myself after the business was done and I was in a new city all by myself. It was exciting and scary at the same time.

I hope you are having fun!

10.9.2009 | Unregistered CommenterRobin

congrats on the fellowship- I do love zero to three!

10.9.2009 | Unregistered Commentersmart mama

you go girl!

10.9.2009 | Unregistered Commenterqueenieweenie

Annie - take D.C. by storm, you audacious genius of a business/academic woman.

10.10.2009 | Unregistered Commentercbentley

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