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Traveling with the Platinum Member

"shine like the top of the Chrysler Building"I am writing this morning from our hotel room in New York City. Chris and I are on only our third extended vacation together. We haven’t really found the time to take a week or so off from work since we got married. Our last vacation was during Hurricane Katrina, so we decided not to vacation after that.

Chris is a business traveler. He travels most every week and he doesn’t have a redhead following him or sometimes dragging him from place to place. There are some benefits to Chris being a business traveler, POINTS. Yes, he gets points for everything. Airline points, hotel points, and even brownie points. The brownie points are given by me, because sometimes him being gone during the week is a blessing!

Yesterday, because Chris has PLATINUM on Delta we flew “Business Elite” class. This was somewhat amusing to me. As a youngster when flying commercial I would stare at the first class passengers. I just knew some of them where famous. Well, I am here to attest, we are all just normal people. First Class must have changed over the years. Growing up on a farm I imagine first class was similar to that depicted in the Unsinkable Molly Brown. I envisioned jewel crusted, silver lined poo pots in first class. This is not the case. The difference between me and the people who truly paid to sit in first class, they paid more for their blue jeans than I did for mine. We are all the same. All of us normal people got to New York at the same time!

Our hotel room is being paid for by the same magical points. The Marriott is good to my husband; when I lock him out of the house, he lives at the Marriott. He spends so much time at the Marriott that, during the Census, he was able to claim another residence, the Marriott! Last time we visited NYC we stayed at a Courtyard. This trip we are at the Marriott close to the Waldorf Astoria. I liked the Courtyard better. This trip we were given a postage stamp room with a postage stamp window. This did not make the platinum member happy. Not to worry, he went and spoke his Marriott language to the peeps at the front desk, and now we have a couch and two postage stamp windows!

We walked around last night and made our way to Grand Central Station. Oh my! There were so many people there it looked like ants scurrying to rebuild their home. Just outside the train terminal we found a pub to have a drink. I am proud to proclaim, they do have Jack in New York City. I was a little worried that they might not have our local distiller’s product so far from home. While there we shifted down a few seats so that two ladies could sit together. They gushed praise about our courtesy so that all around could hear. Deep in my head I was saying, “We are southern, hospitality is in our blood! Don’t burn us next time and maybe you will learn more.”

Honestly, I love New York! I love the people, places, sights, and sounds! And I love the Yankees! I am looking forward to the rest of my NYC vacation!

I am Expecting!!!

Yes, you read that correctly, I am expecting! If you are reading this blog then you will find out the true meaning of the title. See last weekend I wrote about my husband Chris going back to work at PricewaterhouseCoopers. He left his local job at Booz Allen Hamilton where he was less than challenged, to travel back and forth to Minneapolis, Minnesota. This job switch might mean that we have to move to a larger city for his job at PwC. But I don’t think anyone read that blog!

See, I think people just read the title and skipped the content. No one asked me any questions about my blog, “Single Again,” However, people asked other people if Chris and I were getting a divorce. This has forced me to make a new life rule! Life rule number six states, never ever will I post personal life changing news on Facebook, GraphiteFree, or in general the internet. Furthermore, I will not use Twitter or text messaging to deliver news to my friends and family that might be shocking or scandalous.

In conclusion, I am expecting you the reader to read the contents of my blogs in full. Don’t just read a title and assume that I am not wearing underwear (Going Commando), getting a divorce (Single Again), or I am pregnant (I am Expecting). Please, I encourage all people that can read the southern English language to read, comment, and correct my spelling. Please refrain from gossip based solely on the title of my blogs!

Single Again

In my Blogging for Blog Sake I recalled a trip to Jack Daniels and Miss Mary Bobo’s that resulted in a job change for my husband Chris. He moved from the prestigious firm which counts the Oscar ballots to Booz Allen Hamilton which forced us to be married for the first time in five years. Don’t get me wrong, with the exception of the in-laws, I love being married to my wonderful husband! However, today I am here to report that we are single again. Chris is back working for PwC and traveling around the country in search of platinum status on Delta and to find the perfect concierge lounge. Unfortunately this break up will not keep me form Christmases at the Key’s, though it does mean my husband gets chocolates on his pillow each night.

To look back at out brief life together, living each day under the same roof, sharing the same shower, and using the same toilet paper, I will give you the five things I will miss having Chris around and the top five things I will enjoy being single.

Things I will miss while Chris is traveling…

1.  Dinners with my Chris! I know Chris will enjoy having chicken fingers from room service, but I will miss cooking meals from him. I would make chicken and rice, or pot roast, or PB&J. He wanted to take leftovers to work to save money, because Booz Allen didn’t pay for him to eat out in Huntsville. See PwC pays his expenses while on the road.

2.  I will miss having someone bring all the stuff I left at home to me at work. See, I forget stuff all the time. It was nice that my husband left for work after me. Hey Punkin, can you bring my keys, badge, or phone to me when you come in? It was wonderful! God bless my pokey little husband!

3.  My Bartender! I will miss having someone to make my Jack & Coke. True, this will mean I won’t drink as much, but it is always nice to have someone to make a drink for you after a long day. Especially when the drink comes with a kiss.

4.  I will miss having someone to watch Glee with! Yes, it is a morally bankrupt show about teenagers who can sing and dance. However, having someone to get addicted to the show with is worth something in the world of 10,000 TV channels. Remember, I only watch one TV show per season.

5.  Cuddling… enough said!

Things I will enjoy while being left all by myself…

1.  I will really enjoy parking in the middle of the garage. I know this seems like a small thing, but having to squeeze on one side of the garage is a strain on my free spirit. I want to park wherever I want.

2.  I will enjoy not having to fight over the TV. I, like all women should, enjoy watching Sport Center in the morning, Mike Rowe whenever I can, and the Food Network in between. Heck, I bought Chris a TiVo and Sling Box, does he really think I should watch Chuck with him every Monday night?

3.  I get to have the whole bed! Which means no one is snoring in my ear… well, there is the dog.

4.  I will enjoy be able to keep the house clean during the week. Unfortunately, I haven’t cleaned the house for the ten months Chris lived here.

5.  All the Marriott points which will lead to great hotels in cool vacation destinations!

Good luck Chris! I will miss you during the week, but I know you are really happy at PwC. Heck, they count the Oscar ballots!

Benefits to Jack Daniels

Jack's Motto Disclaimer: I am a firm believer that alcohol should never be abused or used to excess. I would never encourage anyone to drink under age or over indulge in alcohol. But if you are going to be a fan of a particular brand of whiskey, I encourage you to pledge your allegiance to Jack Daniels.

I live just a hop, skip and a jump away from Lynchburg, Tennessee, home to Jack Daniels. I have chronicled my fascination with visiting the hollow made famous for it whiskey production. But today being a fan of the Old No. 7 gave me something that I have been wishing for five years now. Well, Jack Daniels didn’t give me anything nor did anyone else. The gift was earned by my husband, but the opportunity for this gift was by given by God’s sovereign hand over a hardy meal at Miss Mary Bobo’s. I guess to tell the story correctly, I need to start there.

Divot, Snapper, Punkin, and I went to Jack Daniels to tour the distillery and have lunch at Miss Mary Bobo’s. The distillery tour is something I have done many times before, but this was only my second time at Miss Mary Bobo’s. Our pick for lunch is a former boarding house turned lunch hotspot in the thriving metropolis known as Lynchburg. Being a former boarding house every thing is served family style and you are seated with a hostess. The hostess tells the history of the boarding house and tall tails about Jack Daniels. We were seated across from a charming lady and her mother from Huntsville, Alabama.

Working at Space Camp is an automatic talking point. Everyone seems to have questions about camp, about what our jobs are and so on. The guests at our table were no different. The lady from Huntsville had sent her daughter to Aviation Challenge last summer. And we all know Aviation Challenge is superior to all other camps including Space Camp. We chatted about camp and NASA for a while. Needless to say we hit it off, exchanging cards and such.

Snapper, Divot, and me at the JD visitor's centerThe funny thing was, she worked at the company Chris… Punkin had been trying to get a job at for sometime. It is common knowledge that Chris and I don’t really live together. He works and travels, and works and travels for PricewaterhouseCoopers. His office is in Birmingham, his practice is in Atlanta, and his wife is in Huntsville. Marriage can be complicated. Chris chatted about the possibility of working in Huntsville and I did like all good wife do, I whined about my husband not working in the same city he lived in. I am a whiner!

Being nice, liking Jack Daniels, persevering, and faith in God pays off, because today after 1,532 days of marriage Chris was offered a job here in Huntsville. He is a brilliant graduate of the University of Alabama, survivor of four layoffs at WorldCom, and current manager at PricewaterhouseCoopers. No, nothing is official, but having a job offer in the city that you live in is a blessing. I am sure the angels are getting more than their fair share, but if they would like a drink on me, I will buy them around. Thank you Miss Mary Bobo, nice lady across the table, Jack Daniels for buying the still from a preacher, and Chris for his diligence, but most of all, the Creator and Author of all things!!!