'Tis the Season to be Thankful

'Tis the Season to be Thankful

With Thanksgiving less than four days away, I can feel the holiday cheer almost anywhere I go. Here at TWC, all anyone has talked about today is what time their flight leaves, how long their drive is, or which train station they're getting into. It seems like everyone has mentally checkout out of their internships and classes, and are already on the journey home. However, there are quite a few interns who won't be travelling home for Thanksgiving and will spend it here, in the city, instead. Luckily for them, TWC is having a huge potluck dinner where everyone can bring their favorite dish! I'm sure Thanksgiving, even here at TWC, will be full of delicious food from all cultures!


For me, I have quite an adventure awaiting me tomorrow. I will wake up and head to work, lugging my suitcase and backpack with me onto the Metro and through the city. I plan to stay at work an extra hour or two finishing some stuff up since tomorrow is the only day I'll be in the office this week. After work I will head on over to Union Station and await my 10:45 p.m. Greyhound bus. Yes, I indeed booked an overnight bus-ride up to New York City. At the very early hour of 5 a.m. I will arrive at Grand Central Station and transfer to another bus at 6:15 a.m. Finally, by 7:45 a.m. I should be into the suburbs of Connecticut, ready to see my family. There are two good reasons I love to spend Thanksgiving up north with my Dad. The first is that we are a big Italian family. This means that our Thanksgiving isn't exactly like yours. Imagine all of the usual plates of turkey, stuffing, corn, etc. and then add lasagna, baked ziti, meatballs and zucchini parmesan into the mix. The second reason, besides the food, is not surprisingly - football. My mom and stepdad couldn't care less about football, and so Thanksgivings in North Carolina make me out to be the crazy and loud occupant of the table. But up north, with my Dad, Thanksgiving calls for Cowboys jerseys, lots of yelling, and smack-talk to all the Giants fans we are sadly related to. Considering Dallas just beat the Giants last night, Thanksgiving break is sounding even sweeter.


This past week was crazy. I started sulking around the office telling everyone that I only had 9, 8, 7, 6, and then 5 days left with them. I'm certain I will cry when it is time for me to leave my internship. Then, between portfolio assignments, a few papers, a poster presentation, and a powerpoint presentation to prepare for, it's a miracle I was able to host visitors this past weekend-- but somehow, I pulled it off. On Friday, my boyfriend Michael, and our two friends Casey and Drew, met me downtown after work. I showed them back to NoMa, my neighborhood, and we went to find Michael's car and unload their belongings. Funny story -- Michael's car was no longer where they had parked it earlier that day. Hmmm...where could his car have gone? Looking up and reading the street sign, it seemed that we should call the number listed -- the towing company. While I was fighting the urge to freak out, we walked to my building and talked to the concierge. She kindly called the company who told her the car had been moved a street over -- it had not been towed since it was out-of-state (how kind!). We were all so relieved -- it seemed the boys would not have to repeat outfits or borrow my toothbrush (joking). That night, we went to dinner in Georgetown at Thunder Burger where we all inhaled our meals. On Saturday, I wore the boys out by taking them to breakfast by the Navy Memorial, the Air and Space Museum, the Holocaust Museum, Shake Shack in Dupont Circle for lunch, and then the National Zoo. I think they wondered if we were ever going to stop riding the metro -- only when they mentioned it did I realize how accustomed I had become to relying on it to take me everywhere. Out of all the places we went Saturday, I most enjoyed Shake Shack. If you have not been to Shake Shack yet, you should make your way there and be prepared to fall in love. I swear it was the best burger of my life-- it was perfectly greasy and perfectly delicious. I must go back when I return from break.


Drew, Brianna, Me, Michael and Casey in Georgetown


Me and my Beautiful Roommate Brianna


OH, and while I am on the subject of amazing food, I must tell you about the best food truck in D.C.! Many people in my office rave about Captain Cookie, a food truck where you can basically construct your own personal ice cream sandwich -- brilliant concept. While my health conscious self avoided the Captain Cookie truck for the past 11 weeks, I did promise myself I would have one before I left D.C. Friday, I sent Lindsay an email and demanded she join me in the park for a Captain Cookie sandwich. She agreed (I wasn't going to let her say no) to join me, and so we sat on a bench in the park in complete ice cream cookie sandwich heaven. I chose one chocolate chip cookie and one nutella cookie with vanilla ice cream in the center. It was massive -- too massive -- but I happily finished it all.



Lindsay and I with our Captain Cookie Sandwiches


After my visitors left Sunday morning, there was no time to fool around. I had a graduation cap to decorate (for Brianna), a poster to make for my civic engagement presentation, and a group presentation to prepare for. This afternoon, my group presented at TWC Headquarters to David, our program advisor, and a woman from Toastmasters. My group chose a very broad subject, Terrorism, and then broke it down into very specialized parts. We defined terrorism today, touched on the two main kinds of terrorism (domestic and international), and talked about counterterrorism efforts in existence today such as the National Security Strategy, National Security Agency, Department of Homeland Security, and the Counterterrorism Unit of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. It was an interesting presentation, and our program advisor loved that we covered so much information by breaking it up into different categories and agencies. This group presentation is a part of the program grade, designed to not only test us on our knowledge of a topic in criminal justice, but also on our leadership and presentation skills. Even though group projects usually turn out to be disastrous, I enjoyed my group and spending time with people I didn't know before (besides Lindsay).


After a Successful presentation,

Lindsay, Shaun, Me, Tommy M., WIll, and Tommy C.


After an extremely busy week of assignments, work, and hosting friends, I am cramming in some packing and some blogging. Sometimes I don't even realize just how many things I accomplish in a week until I sit down to type it all out here in my blog. In many ways, my opportunity to blog for TWC has kept me mentally sane, and made me appreciate everything I have done here. Now I'm sitting here, with my empty suitcase before me, and I am thankful that today is ending. This means I am closer to tomorrow, closer to my travelling adventures, and closer to spending the holiday with my family. I have so many things to be thankful for, with my family always at the top of that list.


"Do not indulge in dreams of having what you have not, but reckon upon the chief of the blessings you do possess, and then thankfully remember how you would crave them if they were not yours".

-Marcus Aurelius

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