I’m about 2 weeks behind on recapping life right now, but that’s because there has been so much life going on lately and I am loving it.
I was in San Francisco for a work thing at the top of the month and by sheer coincidence I got the amazing chance to hang out with my friends Claire and Dylan. These are two of the most brilliant data minds I’ve gotten the pleasure to interact with, and I am so grateful to have them as professional colleagues and as friends.
Long before I had planned to go to SF, we had a planned a weekend back at West Point for the Army football game over Veteran’s Day weekend. A group of C’s friends rented a house and celebrated like it was 100th night all over again.
Having spent the last 3 years living in the South, I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THE COLD. I tried really really hard to be layered enough- I had leggings under my jeans and five layers under my jersey (I’m not that fluffy- I just have a lot of clothes on!) but I was still cold. Lucky for me, everyone we were there with also lives south of the Mason-Dixon, so at half-time we were all over the cold. Army was up enough that we figured they’d win and were comfortable walking away. We explored the campus, watched a guy propose at Trophy Point, and reminisced on old times.
That night, we got the chance to watch Jason Casterlin and The Hillbilly Parade perform. This is one of our fave fave faaaavorite cover bands. JCB performed at our wedding, so seeing him was really nice. At the end of the show, he called us up on stage and invited us to sing Family Tradition with him. Shoutout to Newburgh Brewing Company for letting us have a great time.
We’re a lot older than the last time we were in this part of the woods. I think the last time we were at USMA was for Casey’s graduation in 2015.
At the end of the four day weekend, we flew back home. The weather was a great reminder at why I never want to live in the Northeast again. Sure, you can take the girl out of New Jersey, and you can never take the Jersey out of the girl, but you can never make me want to shovel snow.
That time in the Northeast made us want a nice warm bowl of chili. A simple dinner worth its weight in deliciousness/gold.
A bowl of chili can seem like such a little thing, but I think that’s the whole point. It’s not the big things. It’s the little ones. It’s the chili, the singing with friends, and the riffing with other friends.
Emilie is an Army Wife, Data Engineer, and CrossFitter with a love for working through her thoughts in this space on the internet. She lives with her husband Casey and their pup Bo in Savannah, GA.