MBAs (heart) Numbers

I'M FINISHED! I haven't posted since January because I've been a little overwhelmed. But, as of this Thursday, I have a lot more time on my hands. To celebrate, I'm getting on my bike and training for a metric century ride in October. Sixty-two miles is not that far, but for not being on a bike since 2007, it's an intimidating distance.

I've been keeping track of some numbers these last two years and thought I would share just for fun.

NUMBER OF:
Students in the Sept07 cohort: 16
Semesters: 6
Professors: 12
Years: 2
Hours in class: 672
Hours studying: 2,100
Case studies read/discussed: 134
Deliverables: 56
Exams: 22
Presentations: 12 (we sat through a total of 82)
Babies born: 3.5 (Ben's wife is due this winter)
Weddings: 1
New Dean: 1
New jobs: 9
Promotions: 4
New homes: 3
Major home renovation: 1
Black belt training completion: 1
New cars: 7
Fist fights: 0
Space heaters liberated from the depths of a Federal government office building: 2
Billboard album: 1
Hours of sleep: not enough
Students sharing December 21 as a birthday: 3
Friends on Facebook (avg): 179.42 (If it's all about who you know, get to know these ladies: Jaime 425, Jilian 367, Trish 339)
Graduation parties: 5 (and counting!)

NUMBER OF TRIPS TO:
Mexico: 4
Hawaii: 4
East Coast: 5
Europe: 5
Asia: 6
South Africa: 2

Our family photo (minus any actual family)

Urban Forestry Relocation Specialists

The so-called heist.

The getaway vehicle.

 

Just your average day on the streetcar.

Nearing final destination. Remain cool and try to act normal.

Ready, Set, Study! Ready, Go. Ok, Now...

My roommates in college always knew when I had a big test because the house was spotless. I tend to clean when I'm looking for a reason not to study. Cleaning is a legitimate task and most won't argue with a spotless kitchen.

The problem this term was that I was exhausted before midterms even began. The problem is that I'm too tired to study OR clean. Now what? Well, thanks to the world wide web, I have developed a simple solution for effortless procrastination: Facebook. MySpace wasn't an option because, of course, I'm over the age of 16. And LinkedIn, I believe, is too sterile.

Yes, the modern working professional's answer to online social networking is also the answer to a much-needed break from endless articles on organization behavior (no offense, Renee).

Ben has also found new ways of effectively avoiding studying. He's figured out how to video conference with friends in Eugene (Hey, Eugene!). I think he was secretly happy to have a few kinks in the sound because then he had something to tinker with instead of opening the books.

If I have to take test, the one's I prefer are the ones we make up on our own. Like testing to determine the best micro-ginger ales. Or testing for skill during monthly game nights. Those are much more fun to study for.

Jen Tannenholz

I recently started a Facebook page. It seemed silly at the time, but don't most things in life? On a whim, I included Tannenholz in my profile name. A surprisingly pleasant outcome has been finding long-lost friends from high school, college, and other random segments of my life. It's been fun sit back and enjoy the flood of memories that each person elicits. As Ani DiFranco said, "there's nothing like looking at your own history in the faces of your friends".

The good snow

It was on Ben's list of goals this year to get me out snow camping at least once. I thought (hoped) he had forgotten about it. He hadn't. He surprised me and took me up to Mount Hood on the weekend after my birthday. Turns out he picked the best possible weekend for me to test out snow camping. The weather was wonderful: about 60 degrees during the day and 40ish at night. There was so much snow that the warm weather didn't diminish the snow conditions but drastically improved my enthusiasm for the activity. IT WAS GREAT!

Run, Eugene, Run!

So, a while back Papa asked us if Glenn was feeling ok and was concerned because Glenn had lost a lot of weight in a short amount of time. We assured Papa that Glenn was in deed feeling fine and that he was training for a marathon. Papa was relieved to hear it. Then there was a funny pause and Papa asked, "but why?"

Click here to get some insight into Glenn and Renee's running craze. Looks fun, doesn't it? Well, no, I don't think so either. But the music is good.