A friend recently compared NSHMBA to speed dating, and she wasn't too far off. You stand in line at a company's booth, spend a few minutes explaining why you're awesome and totally marraige material, and then they say they'll call you later if they're interested. It's a wild, nerve-wracking two days.
Adding to the excitement this year was the fact that the economy was terrible--all day Friday we were hearing updates as the Dow dropped lower and lower and lower. Therefore, jobs are a little more scarce than they were last year. On top of that, about 1500 more students were in attendance this time. So, fewer jobs and more competition. Like I said, it was stressful.
But, the truly marvelous part of Atlanta was the food. We first asked the Marriott front desk where we could get good southern soul food, and they directed us to an outrageously expensive restaurant. So, instead, we went outside and asked the bellhop where we should go, and he pointed us toward The Busy Bee Cafe. I ate fried chicken that was smothered in gravy. It was nirvana on a plate.More updating to come...

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Kind of freaky- I'm a Scottish Norwegian, too! My mom is from Norway and my dad's people (about 4 generations back, I think), were Scots.
Wish I had red hair. :-( I have to buy mine in a bottle.
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