Just One More Week

I'm sure no matter how many weeks I had off, I would still want just one more week. But this week I was able to go to the zoo on a Friday afternoon, have a lunch picnic with Carly and Lauren, explore the new library in Farmington that I have been meaning to walk through since it opened, road trip with my sister, pick up Tyler from school and teach him that Oreos are the best after school snack, play house with Bryce at the park, read "Happy Easter Little Critter" to Tanner 159 times, bake orange rolls, have breakfast with one of my bestest friends and dinner with another in Boise, and spend the whole day shopping with my sister in between.

Who wouldn't want just one more week?

To The Next Person Who Does My Job

Welcome friend!  I have been thinking about the day 10+ years ago when I walked into a mauve closet/office with a typewriter in it.  A typewriter. 

You will find that insurance is a conservative business.  Change here can be slow.  But it can - and will - happen.  Your skills as an English major/person who can write/web designer/proposal guru are so needed.  You will feel like an impostor your first 6 months because you don't "speak insurance."  You'll learn.  Ask lots of questions, get to know the wonderful people here, pick your battles and don't back down when you are right.  Which you often will be.

Please, please PLEASE don't let the secret out that I am not really magic; that anyone who can write a little bit and knows how to use that thing I like to call "the internet" can do what I have done.  You will do some things so much better than I have!  I know that.  But remember that I started out with a typewriter and a dictaphone (I am not even kidding) and you at least are inheriting an ok website and years worth of letters and proposals that have satisfied a particularly demanding audience.  So be kind to me and let people continue to think that I walk on water.  They will think the same of you when you can "fix" the documents they just can't get to single space.

Take good care of your American Insurance family and they will take good care of you.  Most days.

Traci

Memory Grove

Yesterday I took the advice of a friend and went for a walk through Memory Grove Park.  How have I worked downtown for 10 years and not known this wonderful spot existed?



Girl After My Own Heart

Lauren turned 3 on Monday!  She was so interested in the new Fancy Nancy books that Tricia and I gave her that she didn't even look up at her cake.  I adore her.  (Adore is a fancy word for love, right Lauren?)