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2011 in Pictures

Happy 2012!

The best pictures from 2011:

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Engaged!

I have been meaning to write a blog post for a while. I was planing to post an update about the Christmas trip to Mexico, but that post has been overtaken by recent events, at least for now. I will say that neither Christmas in Mexico, nor a guitar player singing “Feliz Navidad” are overrated.

Dancing on a roof in Mexico

Dancing on a roof in Mexico

Kissing in Mexico

Kissing in Mexico

Jumping on a roof in Mexico

Jumping on a roof in Mexico

Last night, Dan proposed to me in front of the Capitol.

I worked kind of late on Friday, a usual thing for me since there is just always lots to finish up at the end of the week. I walked home and arrived around 8:30. I was greeted by a very excited puppy dog who was contentedly munching on a bone. Dan had fed and walked the pup and told me to get ready for dinner because we had reservations at one of our favorite places in the city, Bistro Cacao, where we last ate on our four year dating anniversary. I got ready quickly and we headed out to dinner. As per usual, the food and drinks were amazing. When we left the restaurant, Dan told me to follow him, in the opposite direction of our place, and let’s not forget that it was pretty cold here last night. We passed a bar on the corner where I thought we might be heading. Then we passed another restaurant/bar that we had talked about trying sometime (called The Monocle, which we like mostly for its name). It was the last business in sight. We kept walking and headed towards the Senate office buildings. By now, I had a sense that something was up. After a few more blocks, Dan looks up and says, “I got a bit turned around” — classic. We walked another block and I pointed out the Capitol. Dan said, “great” and we headed right for it. As we walked up along it’s right side, I told myself to try to remember this moment and I remember clearly looking up at the Statue of Freedom. Dan put the to-go box down on a pile of snow and rummaged through his coat pocket. He pulled out a box and then threw his ski jacket down on the snow. He got down on one knee, and said something like, “Well, I followed you out to this city, so I figured it made sense to do this here, in the center of it. Erin Ashley Miller, will you marry me.” By then, I was laughing, and I said yes. He said, “well, then let me put this on.” After a bit of hesitation as I tried to remember which hand these things go on, he slipped it on to my ring finger. We kissed for a bit in front of the Capitol and started walking towards home, though, by then, I was no longer cold.

Engaged

Engaged


The Ring

The Ring


The ring is beautiful. I keep looking at my hand as I do different things and thinking about how great it looks. It looks awesome holding a wine glass, it looks awesome resting on my shoulder, it looks awesome getting cereal out of the box, and it looks awesome typing up this blog post. It is, unfortunately, slightly too big, so we will have to get it re-sized, but I am not willing to part with it for a couple of days just yet.

I woke up this morning and realized that aside from feeling the ring on my finger, nothing really felt too different — kind of like after you have a birthday and someone asks if you feel any older — “no, I feel pretty much like I did yesterday.” I explained this to one of my best friends, and she said, “yeah, you should know that’s pretty much how it feels when you get married too.” And, well, I suppose that’s perfect.

Check out Dan’s post and see more pictures.

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2010 in Pictures

Happy Winter Solstice!

I am happy to have a (small) evergreen tree, decorated in lights, (and stuffed with presents) in homage to this day when we finally begin to get a bit more sunshine.

Dan and I are headed to PV (Puerto Vallarta) for Christmas, where we are meeting up with his mom, brother, and sister-in-law. It is predicted to be a high of 79 degrees there on Friday.

Happy Holidays and Happy New Year!

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The Barbarians

We played on a soccer team this fall with a bunch of other people from our building in DC (the Barbara). It was the first time I felt old playing a sport. I don’t know how much older we were on average than the teams of staffers that we played against, but I would guess about 5 years, and it showed as we raced the other players to the ball. The season started out a bit rough, it took us a number of weeks to win our first game, but then we totally turned it around. We old farts did OK for ourselves. We ended up tied for 5th in the league (of 12 teams) — 3 wins, 2 losses, and 3 ties. Winter season begins soon.

Go Barbarians!

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Very Hot & Humid Today

I don’t think this is a good sign in June…

From Alert DC:
Very hot and humid conditions are expected in the D.C. area today. The high temperature is forecast to be 99 degrees, and the heat index could rise to 104. Citizens should stay hydrated, avoid overexertion, and remain in an air conditioned environment when possible. Do not leave infants, children or pets in a parked car, even if the windows are cracked open. Wear lightweight, light-colored, loose-fitting clothing when outdoors. Further info on extreme heat: http://bit.ly/bHBwiD

Our 3rd floor apartment stays above 85 with both ACs running; Spot says she is hot.

Yesterday, thanks to some clever engineering by our fellow building residents, we watched the World Cup outside under our building’s umbrella.

Watching the World Cup Outside

Watching the World Cup Outside

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Spring

I have been pretty excited about this spring — and it’s not just that springtime on the east coast is beautiful (though it is) and that the days are getting longer (though I love that too), this is the first spring since I finished undergrad three years ago that I will remain in the same physical location throughout the season. I am eager to experience this season of change from a stable place. The year after I finished undergrad, I moved to Honduras in February, arriving right at the beginning of what they call their summer, which is in fact their dry season. The following year, after finishing my first year of grad school, I moved to Seattle for the summer to intern on the health care team at GAO. Last year, I moved to Colorado after finishing grad school, and then over the summer, I moved again to DC to begin working at NACCHO. While the spring air in DC is filled with the scent of cherry blossoms and change, I am looking forward to experiencing the changes from the same one-bedroom apartment on Capitol hill.

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Last weekend, my litter sister, Kelly, flew to DC and completely surprised me for my birthday. She and Dan had been in cahoots. I am amazed by how many people were able to keep it a surprise. I came out of my building after work on Friday expecting to see Dan and was shocked by the gorgeous tall woman standing next to him, who I soon realized was my little sis. Friday night we grabbed appetizers in Dupont and then Kelly went off to surprise another one of her friends at Georgetown University.

Saturday, we walked through Eastern Market and joined my friends for dinner in Georgetown followed by a piano bar in Barracks Row. Sunday we walked the Mall a bit, saw the Capitol and the Washington Monument and went to the Holocaust Memorial Museum — allowing Dan and I to check yet another place off our DC tourist map. I found the museum to be more of a memorial than a museum, and it didn’t teach me much I didn’t already know — though as Dan pointed out, I was a history major, so maybe most people don’t have the same knowledge of the time period. I was searching for a greater understanding of “how” — how an entire population, an entire world, could know what was happening and do very little to stop it, how a people can allow themselves to be interned. I know about the horrors, but I understand less about how. Maybe Rwanada and Darfur help explain how. The museum is powerful as a memorial, and an important one. One of my friends commented on the shoes — an exhibit showing rows and rows of shoes piled on top of one another — shoes that were abandoned outside a gas chamber. And though I am aware of differences, my mind flashed back to what another friend, who was living in NYC at the time, had said about 9/11 — “it was the shoes, the shoes outside the buildings.”

Kelly and I finished our weekend with a movie at home on Sunday night. It was wonderful to get to see her and catch up on some of that sister stuff that is sometimes tough to share over 2,000 miles.

In somewhat related news, Dan, who has a genuine gift for such writing, has updated his Yelp profile to include reviews of some of the restaurants we have visited in DC, funny and insightful. If you are looking for a place to eat in DC, or just want to know more about what we have been eating since we got here, check out the reviews.

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