work things.

we won an award. 

engineering, yada yada.

semi-formal {what does that even mean? to an engineer?} 

the fancy hotel downtown.

banquet food.

outside silverware, working your way in. 

the server even insisted on putting the napkin on my lap FOR me.

geesh.

it's all too much to celebrate road construction.

BUT.

doug fabrizio was the master of ceremonies and i love doug fabrizio.

i love that doug is not an engineer and he joked about the sexy-factor of a pipe culvert.

i love that he gently mocked our entire industry over and over again and we were all so smitten {or whatever professional engineer-appropriate word might be more acceptable there} with his quick wit nobody minded.

i love that i was listening to him this morning at 11, talking about man's constant need to be connected to his technological device... and then there he was in his thick rimmed glasses, awarding us for a 6 miles of new pavement, a tunnel crossing, and ooooooh! and an up-and-over sidewalk.

now, that's sexy!

i passed on the crab cake, i pushed my prime rib around until it looked used and abused, but doug fabrizio talked engineer to me, so all was right in the world.

p.s.  wanna swap recipes?