To be honest, I haven't been in a very productive blogging mood lately. It's sad, really, because I've pretty much just been watching the Golden Girls. But I think I can find some tales to tell, regardless.

These are some highlights from the week...

My boss liked my letter! I handed it to her on Friday and about 30 minutes later she asked to see me in her office to tell me "her reaction". Honestly, I was scared shitless. So I gulped, quickly grabbed a notepad and pen, and walked in. She looked me up and down and told me it was well written and she wanted me to do more. Pheeeeeeeeewph!!! It was like when you've been holding your breath under water and finally come up for air.

I sat in on a meeting about mailing information to NTI donors. I think I fell asleep with my eyes open.

I found out from the highly respected Russian-speaking man whose office is the size of an apartment that I wasn't sending him the Daily Clips in the office email. I felt like an idiot.

My new silver shoes went over really well with the Communications dept. Thanks, ladies!

I had coffee with Cokie Roberts, one of my biggest role models, and met her mother, Lindy Boggs, another remarkable woman. Cokie and I got together to talk about my interest in Wellesley, where she went to college. She scared me a little bit, but when she laughed at what I was saying I felt like less of a complete and total fool. We ended up discussing what goes on in Boston and what it would be like to travel to France for a year or two...and so on and so forth until we noticed what time it was. We then drove to her mother's new apartment and said hello. When I walked in, I noticed how beautifully decorated it was. She had couches with beautiful, vintage fabrics, French rugs, two four poster beds which "were Cokie's when she was a little girl growing up with a silver spoon." She was wonderfully kind, warm, and had a lot of humor for being 91. Cokie had brought her a new bottle of Vermouth, which had made her especially happy, too. She had also brought what appeared to be a large frame covered in brown paper. When she opened it up Lindy said, "Well what's that?"
Cokie looked at her and simply stated, "Your invitation to Roosevelt's inauguration, of course. Can't you see?"
"Ah yes," replied Lindy. "I sat next to the loveliest man that night. I remember it well. May I have some more wine?"
It was so enjoyable. We all had a wonderful time discussing political parties and gossip and again, lost track of time. I told her I'd keep in touch.

I was part of three meetings today...and they lasted FOREVER! The first one had to do with the documentary script about The Nuclear Security Project. We talked about the title and who the narrator would be for a good hour, actually. I was asked if Tom Brokaw would mean anything to my generation and I blurted out "Old, smart man. Those are the words that come to my mind and I believe those would be the same my friends would say." We all laughed and I was happy to realize how comfortable I was starting to feel around these people. I felt so incredibly at ease for the rest of the meeting that I think I got a lot of successful points across, which is more than I can say for a typical day at school. Later I met with some different people about surveys they're giving people about nuclear threats. I think I daydreamed during that one. Then I sat in on a conference call about a graphic op-ed in the Washington Post about nuclear weapons and threat. They had me sit in because my bosses thought I should hear the guy on the phone go on and on about his ideas...they were ridiculous and long-winded...we giggled through the whole thing. That's what we do at NTI. Giggle.

Part two is in the works. I'm exhausted.