For a solid two months when I was in college, I ate PB&J sandwiches. Not because I couldn’t afford anything else (well a little bit that), but because it was easy to make. It took three ingredients and one tool. Creamy Peanut butter (none of that chunky crap), jelly (smuckers was my jam), and homemade wheat bread. My weapon of choice was a simple butter knife. These four items were the essential elements I needed to maintain sustenance and energy to keep my day going.
I have spent the last 12 years of my professional career working with and supporting C-Suite executives, sitting on boards and committees with local Presidents and Executive Directors, and working alongside community influencers within the Dayton community. Over this timeframe, I have learned one common theme throughout all of these experiences.
2018 was AMAZING!!! I had so many fun experiences, I YOLOed pretty much every day, I was happy without a day of sadness, and I never stubbed my toe on the corner of the coffee table. Let’s take a pause here and realize that no one has said this in the past 72 hours. I don’t know about you all, but 2018 was just rough.
It’s freezing outside. Literally freezing. I woke up on Tuesday morning and it was -10 degrees outside. That is the equivalent of me walking outside for a second, having my nose freeze, and then deciding to watch 12 episodes of Breaking Bad in one sitting (this happened on New Year’s Day). I love me some winter, but holy frozen goose turds, it is COLD outside.
As a person that runs pretty hot at all times, you would think I would be perfectly fine and suited for this type of weather. Spoiler alert: I am not. That is why I need to get warmed up, and what better way to do that than with a piping cup of hot chocolate?
Let’s face it, we are creatures of habit, some of us stuck in the same cage day in and day out. Let me ask you a question. From the minute your alarm goes off, what is your morning routine? It may be something along the lines of: wake up, shower, brush your teeth, eat breakfast, drive to work. Now within those few items, how often do you do the same thing? Every. Single. Day.
Badass. A quick Google search defined this everyday nomenclature as “a formidably impressive person.” I think I use this word on a daily basis, if not hourly, so needless to say I know its true passion and feeling.
I have recently been seeing so many amazing things done by some pretty badass Dayton women and I thought there should be some sort of list to house all of these badass women. (See? It has only been about thirty seconds, and already I’ve made you say badass four times in your head.)
Have you ever read the book Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day? If not, the main premise is about a kid named Alexander who is having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. Shocking, I know.
I am not a master of LinkedIn nor am I a master of social media. But I have learned a lot through trial and error. Also, I have figured out the hard way what works best and what can anger others. My number one pet peeve is when someone will send me a LinkedIn invitation and I have never met that person.
SUCCESS! It has finally happened. Today is the freaking day! After years and years of research, I have finally identified the true meaning behind the word Dayton, and let me tell you it was not easy.
Hours of countless reading and drinking… well not so much reading, but you get the point. Below I will reveal to you the six words that define what truly Dayton means. Oddly enough they each start with a letter that spells out Dayton. Pretty convenient huh?
The Dayton community is rich with numerous organizations, boards, and committees that you can get involved with. I know the idea of joining a board may be a bit intimidating at first, but like any other activity, practice makes perfect.
It’s me, Cory. What’s up? It has been a minute since we last talked. I hope everything is going well. It is kind of funny, I keep seeing things pop up about you in the news every day. By the way, congrats on the recent funding for the Arcade. I know that has been something you have been working on for a long time and it is finally happening! Baby steps is all it takes.
Marketing and advertising are fundamental cornerstones of any business. Why does a person buy Pepsi compared to Coke? McDonald’s or Burger King? Skyline Chili or Gold Star Chili? It is all in how you market yourself.
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z. First, let me ask you one question: Did you sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star when you read all the letters just now? Don’t worry, I did too. And not just once, but every time I have proofed this blog. *Insert frustrated eye-roll emoji*
A hobby of mine that helps me relax is taking photos. Now I am not a master photographer by any means, but I like to think I have a good eye for capturing some beauty. I do not have a big editing studio, rather I spent a few bucks on a couple photo editing apps on my iPhone.
Dayton does a lot of things well. We sell out baseball games like it’s a hobby. We collect gems (not really). We take our bike paths very seriously. But one thing that we do extremely well is make drinks. Not just our delicious craft beer, but also mixed drinks.
Join me as I take you on my journey of the first time I tasted my Favorite Dayton Drink.
Networking is a crucial part of any type of business-to-business relationship and takes many different forms. The most notable is the golf course. I dread this form due to the fact that I am a terrible golfer, but can hold my own. Others consist of happy hours (which are more up my ally), meet-and-greets, as well as a plethora of other activities.
“I want to get involved. How can I get involved more?” I think I hear this phrase once a week from people all over. Some are new to the area and some are seasoned veterans of the Dayton region.
Below, you’ll find three ways to help you get more involved and learn more about Dayton.
The Dayton Arcade has been a topic hitting Dayton newsstands for the past couple months. With UD announcing a future move to the Dayton Arcade, it seems like the project has been injected with a much-needed Z-pack and ready to kick this multi-decade flu of being vacant and forgotten to the curb.
On May 3, many of my Leadership Dayton (Class of 2016 – The Best Class) classmates and I braved...
When I was a kid, I remember sitting in the front seat of my dad’s Oldsmobile Tornado. The cloth seats worn out from years of use, the classic brown and burgundy color tones throughout the dash, and the crisp smell of pure American throughout the cabin.
Election Day was always fun for me as a kid because my dad would take me to his polling location. I remember being nervous about whether or not I could stand next to him while he voted. I always did because I was a rebel. He would talk...