I don't mean to get all mysterious and then drop off the face of the earth. Really I don't.

But in the past month, I've been here at Fohboh when I'm not at work. What is Fohboh? Well, it's only the most delightful, fantastic, amazing and wonderful social networking site dealing with All-Things-Foodservice. And I am their Director of Community Development.

Yup. I went off and got myself hooked up with a really awesome job where I get paid to hang out online with other folks. It only took me about ten years, but thanks to a former colleague of mine at the restaurant magazine where I used to work, it's finally happened.

I get up at 5:30 a.m. and work until I have to go to my already-busy full-time job, where I work all day there, breaking at lunch to take phone calls for FohBoh, then finish out my day till all my work is done there. After I get home, I start working all over again until I make myself stop, which is usually by 9 p.m. at the latest. Since you all don't pay me to blog, I figured you'd understand because everyone else is.

The new contract position is so much fun, though, it makes my teeth hurt, and they're the most fun folks, and if you're in the restaurant/foodservice industry, you should come on over and join the conversation because we're growing by the leaps and bounds. I'm so proud of what we're doing over there, and I'm proud to have such a huge part in making that happen. But obviously it's a lot of work, and I'm very tired, but Scott and I reasoned, at least we did at first, that the window was closing on an offer like this (they came to me), especially as the medium evolves, and now, what with us with no kids and other responsibilities, was the time to take it.

But, yeah. I'm tired.

Other than the exciting job news, life is beautiful all around. We planted flowers and vegetables and enjoy them in our backyard often. We're constantly surrounded by good friends and family and good news. We're having a lot of adventures, as Scott likes to say, and we toast our good fortune in having them every chance we get. Our wedding plans are finished, and Scott is picking up our wedding bands this week. The deposit for our honeymoon is down, and we've already got three big trips planned for the next year.

Our unofficial countdown has begun, until Scott moves in here for good, which is very shortly, thank God. We were glad that we didn't move in with each other until we got married (or until very shortly before, as the case is) but I'm pretty tired of having to say "good bye" every Sunday instead of "good night."

Posted by Erin at 09:42 PM | filed under: Odds and ends