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Tuesday, March 22, 2011
The making of...
Winter 2011
Do you ever have days where you're so busy that you just don't have the energy to formulate a coherent thought? I think that I have had a string of days like that. I call that string of days "the month of March".
I'd call it a funk, but it doesn't feel like a "funk". I associate "funks" with days of not showering while sitting on the couch in my pjs eating peanut butter from the jar, drinking diet coke straight from the 2 liter, and watching marathons of Grey's Anatomy or Gossip Girl.
So, no. It's not a "funk".
It's just that somehow my life is currently being lived in a time warp where I wake up in the morning and then suddenly it's time for bed. I know that there are things that go on in the "in between"-so many things, in fact, that I can't keep track of them all and find myself constantly wondering "where did the day go!?"- but my mind simply can't keep up with the pace (which may just be a statement about how slow my mind is and not about how busy the day is...).
And so, by the time I find a few moments of quiet at the end of the day, I do not have the energy to expend on anything more rigorous than watching an episode of Glee. Trust me. There is zero mental strain involved in watching an episode of Glee. It's fabulous.
Thus, unfortunately, there are no new pictures. There are lots of things I could probably write about. If I could recall them. But they're probably not that exciting anyway...Austin and I seeded and strawed the lawn yesterday! Whoo hoo!.
Yeah, okay,...not that thrilling.
Soo...here are some random videos from the days before March hit and I lost my mind :)
The Making of a Snow Fort:
Chili Mashing during the Making of Joe's Famous Salsa: (yeah, so the first half of the video cuts off poor Tim's head b/c I was focused on the chili mashing technique...whoops)
Do you ever have days where you're so busy that you just don't have the energy to formulate a coherent thought? I think that I have had a string of days like that. I call that string of days "the month of March".
I'd call it a funk, but it doesn't feel like a "funk". I associate "funks" with days of not showering while sitting on the couch in my pjs eating peanut butter from the jar, drinking diet coke straight from the 2 liter, and watching marathons of Grey's Anatomy or Gossip Girl.
So, no. It's not a "funk".
It's just that somehow my life is currently being lived in a time warp where I wake up in the morning and then suddenly it's time for bed. I know that there are things that go on in the "in between"-so many things, in fact, that I can't keep track of them all and find myself constantly wondering "where did the day go!?"- but my mind simply can't keep up with the pace (which may just be a statement about how slow my mind is and not about how busy the day is...).
And so, by the time I find a few moments of quiet at the end of the day, I do not have the energy to expend on anything more rigorous than watching an episode of Glee. Trust me. There is zero mental strain involved in watching an episode of Glee. It's fabulous.
Thus, unfortunately, there are no new pictures. There are lots of things I could probably write about. If I could recall them. But they're probably not that exciting anyway...Austin and I seeded and strawed the lawn yesterday! Whoo hoo!.
Yeah, okay,...not that thrilling.
Soo...here are some random videos from the days before March hit and I lost my mind :)
The Making of a Snow Fort:
Chili Mashing during the Making of Joe's Famous Salsa: (yeah, so the first half of the video cuts off poor Tim's head b/c I was focused on the chili mashing technique...whoops)
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Steamboat
February 16-21, 2011
I'm a klutz. I walk into door frames. I have somersaulted down staircases and stumbled up them. I have tripped over nothing bigger than a snag in the carpet and slipped simply walking down the hallway. I fell off the treadmill at the gym once because I looked right and apparently, I can't turn my head and still continue to run in a straight line.
In junior high, I ate a PB sandwich and Cheetos almost every day for lunch. And almost everyday, I would have Cheeto dust on my fingers...and jeans...and in my bangs...and my eyebrows. My mom used to offer me a bib at meal time because it wasn't a matter of IF I would spill something on myself, but when, where, and how much of it. I was 22 and in graduate school when she made that offer.
Basically, I can pretty much be a walking disaster.
It's literally a miracle that I have never broken a bone.
It it because of my natural lack of grace and/or depth perception, that I have avoided certain activities that I was sure would only end with me in a coma. Or a body bag.
Activities like surfing...or roller blading...or dodge ball.
Or skiing.
Unfortunately, when your husband has been skiing since he was potty trained and his favorite place in the world is Steamboat, Colorado, the odds of NOT attempting to ski are slim to none.
And so, because I love my husband more than I love my own life and physical safety, I agreed to a ski trip to Steamboat over Presidents weekend.
The best news is...I'm still alive to blog about it! And I didn't even break anything :)
A few pics from the Steamboat Adventure!
Random mountain pick taken out of the car window on the way into Steamboat from the airport...
First stop in Steamboat (after a quick run into Westlakes for some sunglasses), Double Z for some BBQ and beverages! So delicious...
Seriously...how cool is a place that has a moose wearing a cowboy hat (or 3) on the wall??
Tim's 2 favorite Steamboat landmarks....F.M. Light and the Rabbit Ears Motel! :)
The famous Steamboat Barn (I grabbed the camera a little late on this one, so it's not the best shot of it, unfortunately)
The adorable little ski village area...
View of the mountain from the condo balcony..day and night...
My first time in ski boots! I was pretty sure that I was going to fall over and break something just attempting to walk in those suckers! They're insane! Now I understand why Austin always says one of his favorite feelings in the world is the feeling of taking them off after a long day of skiing! :)
My first time of skis! Austin was a great teacher! :)
Nothing is better after long days of skiing than a fabulous meal (especially when Austin is the one manning the grill!)...and we ate lots of delicious food in Steamboat!
Good food accompanied by great company...and Tim's new best friend ;)
The top of the mountain!!! I MADE IT!!! (although I did fall off the lift at the top) :) And can we all just take a moment to note how insanely sexy ski goggles are! :)
So, there you have it...I may be a huge klutz, but this klutz can ski!! :)
I'm a klutz. I walk into door frames. I have somersaulted down staircases and stumbled up them. I have tripped over nothing bigger than a snag in the carpet and slipped simply walking down the hallway. I fell off the treadmill at the gym once because I looked right and apparently, I can't turn my head and still continue to run in a straight line.
In junior high, I ate a PB sandwich and Cheetos almost every day for lunch. And almost everyday, I would have Cheeto dust on my fingers...and jeans...and in my bangs...and my eyebrows. My mom used to offer me a bib at meal time because it wasn't a matter of IF I would spill something on myself, but when, where, and how much of it. I was 22 and in graduate school when she made that offer.
Basically, I can pretty much be a walking disaster.
It's literally a miracle that I have never broken a bone.
It it because of my natural lack of grace and/or depth perception, that I have avoided certain activities that I was sure would only end with me in a coma. Or a body bag.
Activities like surfing...or roller blading...or dodge ball.
Or skiing.
Unfortunately, when your husband has been skiing since he was potty trained and his favorite place in the world is Steamboat, Colorado, the odds of NOT attempting to ski are slim to none.
And so, because I love my husband more than I love my own life and physical safety, I agreed to a ski trip to Steamboat over Presidents weekend.
The best news is...I'm still alive to blog about it! And I didn't even break anything :)
A few pics from the Steamboat Adventure!
Random mountain pick taken out of the car window on the way into Steamboat from the airport...
First stop in Steamboat (after a quick run into Westlakes for some sunglasses), Double Z for some BBQ and beverages! So delicious...
Seriously...how cool is a place that has a moose wearing a cowboy hat (or 3) on the wall??
Tim's 2 favorite Steamboat landmarks....F.M. Light and the Rabbit Ears Motel! :)
The famous Steamboat Barn (I grabbed the camera a little late on this one, so it's not the best shot of it, unfortunately)
The adorable little ski village area...
View of the mountain from the condo balcony..day and night...
My first time in ski boots! I was pretty sure that I was going to fall over and break something just attempting to walk in those suckers! They're insane! Now I understand why Austin always says one of his favorite feelings in the world is the feeling of taking them off after a long day of skiing! :)
My first time of skis! Austin was a great teacher! :)
Nothing is better after long days of skiing than a fabulous meal (especially when Austin is the one manning the grill!)...and we ate lots of delicious food in Steamboat!
Good food accompanied by great company...and Tim's new best friend ;)
The top of the mountain!!! I MADE IT!!! (although I did fall off the lift at the top) :) And can we all just take a moment to note how insanely sexy ski goggles are! :)
So, there you have it...I may be a huge klutz, but this klutz can ski!! :)
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Are we almost caught up yet?
No?
Oh...well, here's a pic from Feb 15th (or somewhere in that general time period) at least...
and a few tossed in from the 22-25th also.
Yeah..this was one of those nights where I'm getting ready for bed and realized I haven't yet taken a picture. So we get photographic gold like this. Candles and pottery :)
So, it's all "wow" and "amazing" and "sooo cool" in the aftermath of Columbia's first blizzard in however long (if not ever?)...but then we hit a record high of 74 degrees in February and Mr. Beautiful Blizzard turns into Mr. Swamp in my Backyard! And this might not be half as bad if I didn't have 2 very large dogs who's playground is the back yard. Notice the pile of towels by the door? The one that Jeepers has decided is her new bed? Yeah...that pile is what we use to wipe the dogs feet off when they come in from tromping around out back. And I wash it once every 2 days or so. Awesome.
Austin gets a little indignant at times about what he considers to be ridiculous acts of affection. The 5 Love Languages are a prime example. We were at dinner with his family Thursday night and he got into a debate with Deonna about whether or not giving me back rubs was indeed a. necessary or b. truly demonstrated his love for me (of course, my answer to both of those questions is a resounding yes! and thank you to Deonna for having my back!! ;)) I think that Austin often questions things that he feels to be generic, cheezy, or superficial. To him, his love for me shouldn't be measured by something as small as a back rub. And I can see his point..but I also like Kyle's well stated fact that "if it makes your wife happy and makes her feel loved, then why not?" :)
SO...Friday morning on snow day #19283 for the year, Austin exaggeratedly catered to my every need.
He made breakfast.
He served me breakfast.
And when I asked for something to drink, he squeezed the oranges to make me juice! :)
And that's why I love him so much. Because he never does anything half way....
What happened to Feb 16-21 you may be wondering? Don't worry...it's coming :) That's a special block of time that deserves an entry all to itself :)
Oh...well, here's a pic from Feb 15th (or somewhere in that general time period) at least...
and a few tossed in from the 22-25th also.
Yeah..this was one of those nights where I'm getting ready for bed and realized I haven't yet taken a picture. So we get photographic gold like this. Candles and pottery :)
So, it's all "wow" and "amazing" and "sooo cool" in the aftermath of Columbia's first blizzard in however long (if not ever?)...but then we hit a record high of 74 degrees in February and Mr. Beautiful Blizzard turns into Mr. Swamp in my Backyard! And this might not be half as bad if I didn't have 2 very large dogs who's playground is the back yard. Notice the pile of towels by the door? The one that Jeepers has decided is her new bed? Yeah...that pile is what we use to wipe the dogs feet off when they come in from tromping around out back. And I wash it once every 2 days or so. Awesome.
Austin gets a little indignant at times about what he considers to be ridiculous acts of affection. The 5 Love Languages are a prime example. We were at dinner with his family Thursday night and he got into a debate with Deonna about whether or not giving me back rubs was indeed a. necessary or b. truly demonstrated his love for me (of course, my answer to both of those questions is a resounding yes! and thank you to Deonna for having my back!! ;)) I think that Austin often questions things that he feels to be generic, cheezy, or superficial. To him, his love for me shouldn't be measured by something as small as a back rub. And I can see his point..but I also like Kyle's well stated fact that "if it makes your wife happy and makes her feel loved, then why not?" :)
SO...Friday morning on snow day #19283 for the year, Austin exaggeratedly catered to my every need.
He made breakfast.
He served me breakfast.
And when I asked for something to drink, he squeezed the oranges to make me juice! :)
And that's why I love him so much. Because he never does anything half way....
What happened to Feb 16-21 you may be wondering? Don't worry...it's coming :) That's a special block of time that deserves an entry all to itself :)
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