#26 ~ Introducing Mr. Pres, VP and Web Dude!!

April 6, 2010 at 11:58 pm · Filed under Uncategorized ·Tagged The 'Project'

Let me preface this post with the fact that it’s late and I’m not planning on proofreading. My eyes are tired so I don’t think it would help much if I did anyhow. ha

I’m sitting in one of the most comfy beds ever in a pretty snazzy hotel. I’m completely jazzed from the day I’ve had…exhausted because I couldn’t sleep last night. I never sleep before a flight. I think I got around an hour and a half nap before my alarm went off at 5:15am.

Since it’s late and I have to get up early in the morning I’m going to try something different. Let’s call this a photo essay blog entry.

Here’s my big day in photos …

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One of the reasons I couldn’t fall asleep last night was due to the “to wear the 4 inch stiletto boots or not to wear them” debate that raced through my mind. You see, I’m the one who secretly makes fun of women who wear these contraptions to airports. You can see who won the debate. Be proud though…I only packed one small bag and a laptop tote!

Resisted spending anything here, but I didn’t resist a little window shopping. Had my eye on a cute key chain, but I’m a loyal Lia Sophia jewelry girl so I didn’t even look at the bobbles .

I must admit…I was looking forward to traveling solo so that I could finally tackle the book I started reading months ago. I can’t even remember the last time I finished a book. Toddlers have a way of distracting you. Oh and by the way, The Tipping Point is AWESOME!

Hilarious little story about Mr. Pres picking me up from the airport. I texted him to say my plane had landed and he responded,

“Head straight out door 6 and cross over to the pickup. I will be in a white Malibu.”

So, I followed his directions and soon spotted said vehicle. Waved. Couldn’t see inside due to the glare. Went to the backseat to throw my bags in. The door was locked so I tapped on the window gently. The door unlocked, I opened it and a nice gentleman who was a complete stranger looks back at me and says,

“You can get in if you want, but you have the wrong car.”

::::snort laugh::::

I look up and Mr. Pres is across the street laughing. Classic!

This is Mr. Pres….he’s driving us to one of the facilities while on a conference call. Let me just tell you, this man is on conference calls 24/7….and you thought I talked alot? I’ve met my match! 😉

The next few photos are from our Super Top Secret Meeting. …

Web Dude is a part of the story now that he has received a confidentiality agreement. You’ll notice my mad skills on photo shop…I blurred out the super secret paperwork that is shown in some of the photos. Not like you could ever really make out what it said since I have an ancient iPhone with a junky camera on it…

I’m now pleased to introduce VP. He’s in deep thought…

And here’s Mr. Pres in deep thought as well. These are some serious guys, people….

Mr. Pres, Melody and VP … I think we’re talking about iPhones and apps for the iPhone…this could be a little clue to something, but you didn’t hear it from me.

Web Dude on his Mac … My Dell has Mac envy. They made fun of Dell. I don’t blame them…he’s around 83 years old in computer years, but he’s still kickin’!

Our meeting with Web Dude was highly productive. I wish you could see the excitement on my face right now. I really cannot believe that we’re at this point…this is really happening!

After our powwow, we went back to the facility where VP gave me a tour. Now, don’t get too wrapped up in the tour because it’s somewhat not related to the project, but that’s all I’m saying about that…

We ended the evening at a fabulous Italian restaurant where VP chose a rather fine wine. Highly suggest it. Thanks, again for the fabulous dinner! (Yes, this photo is evidence of a bad cell camera…I know.)

Well, it’s late…I really must get to bed since the alarm is set for way-too-early-o’clock. Can’t wait to see what the next chapter of the project holds. I should have more to update within the next week.

I still can’t believe that things are rollin’! Somebody pinch me!

Ni Ni

©2010 Melody G. Fritchley

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