One year ago today I was blogging from a hotel lobby in D.C. — overwhelmed, honored and giddy. Recognized among the 2008 PR News 15-to-watch, I had just attended the PR People Awards luncheon at the National Press Club and still couldn’t believe I was looking at my name and bio in the program. (large PDF)

Dave and I stayed in D.C. a few more days to celebrate; not for one minute did we think that, just six months later, we’d be living here. What a difference a year makes, indeed!

And none of it would be possible without the World’s Best Husband, my supportive friends and stellar family.

In this town there is a Meetup, Tweetup, Festival or Twestival every night — at least it seems that way. Over the past three months, we’ve been hitting up social media happy hours like nobody’s business. In fact, Team Newman was recently included in a verbal listing of “the usual suspects” at “these kinds” of D.C. events. We weren’t sure if we should be flattered or embarrassed.

So far, we’ve: attended the NextGenWeb re-launch party, taken a free trip to New York courtesy of @SouthwestAir, partied with Social Media Club DC, eaten tasty brie at #Hyatt4Good, giggled at the DCBlogger’s Meetup, won a free dinner at the @destinationDC Tweetup, declared a winner of our very first Twitter contest and even started a Meetup group for digitally minded DC Flacks. Oh, and along the way, we’ve made some incredibly smart and talented new friends.

Yep, The Hill is alive with the sound of geek-ness — this particular social scene is just another reason why we heart The District. What’s your favorite thing about D.C.?

Image via Wikipedia

I didn’t catch on to what he was doing right away, but it seems that Dave is on a mission to ensure I eat, drink and drive around all of my favorite Nashville landmarks before our departure to DC.

So far, we’ve hit up Rose Pepper, Calypso, Yazoo, the Loveless Cafe, Old Spaghetti Factory, the Mexican place on 2nd, the Mexican place on 4th, Solo Mio (twice) and of course, CREMA.

It’s about the sweetest thing EVER, I must say. You need to understand that Dave is not a fan of the super spontaneous, loud or suburban. So to have him keep taking me to all these places on a moment’s notice at whatever time it happens to be (rush hour, happy hour, etc) really means a lot.

See, I was driving around Nashville bawling in Bobby’s Jeep (sold my car last week) thinking about how much I’m gonna miss this town and my friends, family, condo, Nashville Predators, CREMA, etc. Thanks to Dave, I’m getting to say my proper goodbyes to old Nashvegas, so I’ve got that going for me, which is nice.

FYI: it’s difficult to write a post about how sweet your husband is when he’s playing with some DISGUSTING NEW iPHONE APP the entire time you are writing nice things about him. Correction: Dave says the app is not new, just an update. We regret the error.

Anyway, folks always laugh when I say Team Newman, but that’s really what this marriage is; don’t think for a minute I don’t know how lucky we are. Even if my husband is a weirdo.