It's true what they say. In a matter of seconds your life can change. My life changed today by way of kayak.
I knew it was there, subconsciously at least. I've almost tripped over it many times. But today I was just in a hurry. And I couldn't see my feet. And the kayak came out of nowhere and took me down.
It might not have been so bad had I not been carrying that large, awkward GearTrade order I was taking over to the shipping department. It was some sort of metal/plastic sled contraption, which looked more like a sure way to die than have fun on the hill.
I fell hard. I'm not sure exactly what happened; if the sled landed on my wrist or if my wrist just hit the cement floor, or if it was a little combination of both. But when Cheryl, Brandon, and Brenda came rushing over to see if I was alright, all I knew was my wrist was in pain.
It wasn't broken. I could move it. But to cover all my bases I was told to go fill out an incident report. Matt, the HR guy, had already left for the day. I found a manager who could help me. Together we found the forms we needed on Matt's (extremely messy) desk. I filled out the incident report and was then given a little slip of paper for the First Med Urgent Care facility and was told I could go get my wrist checked out if I wanted to.
I went and got it checked out. I didn't want to have a hairline fracture or chronic problems down the road because of this and not have them documented. I want bcdc to be responsible for this--worker's comp!
Nearly two hours later I walked out of that urgent care facility with a splint on my left wrist and on my left knee. I got to pee in a cup ("after accident drug testing"), get my bones x-rayed, and help a doctor and two nurses figure out how my wrist splint worked. It was an exciting time.
I guess I may have slightly damaged the cartilage in my knee. I have to wear the splint for one week before going back for a follow-up knee visit. Where I fell on my wrist a fracture won't show up for two weeks. Until then I have to wear the splint just in case it is fractured. I go back in two weeks for a check-up and more x-rays.
Oh, what a fun day it was at work. And to think, I only had about five minutes left of that place.
Friday, November 24, 2006
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
fun for the whole family.
Peter and I want to host a swim meet. It will be at Steiner Aquatic (our home court, obviously we want the advantage) in January. So bring your swim team and join in the fun. It is for all ages and skill levels. Prizes and trophies will be involved. And hey, maybe even t-shirts. I know that's enough to get most of you right there. It's a family oriented event, so bring your little ones, old ones, not really related ones and come swim like you've never swam before.
Just remember: swim fast, win a prize!
Just remember: swim fast, win a prize!
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
I will follow you into the dark
The other day, at our BBQ O' Love, Katy and Jim sang us a little love song in honor of our upcoming marriage: Death Cab For Cutie's I Will Follow You Into the Dark. I heard it on the radio yesterday and these lines got me a little choked up. . .
You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of our shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
'Cause we'll hold eachother soon
This is Pete and Me. Tomorrow we start the adventure.
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of our shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
'Cause we'll hold eachother soon
This is Pete and Me. Tomorrow we start the adventure.
The Waxing Extravaganza
I had a sparty yesterday afternoon at Spa Vitoria. It was the full treatment. Well, the full wax treatment anyway.
If you remember my last waxing experience at all, you'll remember the pain and disaster. Eliza loves to give me a hard time: "You can run a marathon and you're so tough, but you can't even wax your legs!" Okay, a home waxing treatment is just not worth the pain and horror. I'm sensitive.
But yesterday was different. Despite the fact that the lady was ripping my leg hairs out, it was actually quite relaxing. The table was warm, the music was relaxing, the warm wax going on felt like a dream! (not so much like a dream when it was being ripped off) I felt like I was being pampered! I urge anyone who hates shaving to go in for a treatment. You won't regret it. And I know that those around you will appreciate it too. Sometimes, girls, we just have to go through a little pain for the one's we care about; do it for love!
If you remember my last waxing experience at all, you'll remember the pain and disaster. Eliza loves to give me a hard time: "You can run a marathon and you're so tough, but you can't even wax your legs!" Okay, a home waxing treatment is just not worth the pain and horror. I'm sensitive.
But yesterday was different. Despite the fact that the lady was ripping my leg hairs out, it was actually quite relaxing. The table was warm, the music was relaxing, the warm wax going on felt like a dream! (not so much like a dream when it was being ripped off) I felt like I was being pampered! I urge anyone who hates shaving to go in for a treatment. You won't regret it. And I know that those around you will appreciate it too. Sometimes, girls, we just have to go through a little pain for the one's we care about; do it for love!
Thursday, September 21, 2006
gettin' hitched: an update.
4. marry the raddest guy, in the temple
so it turns out my cute foreign exchange student boyfriend, keith albertson, asked me to marry him a while back. and it also turns out that I said yes.
I'm gettin' hitched.
we're at t-minus six days now. the bbq o' love is tomorrow. all the plans are set and everything is pretty much ready to go. life is moving forward.
it's exciting to think about what life will hold. the future is always an uncertainty but at least I know I have my best friend and teammate to go through it with. one thing I do know, life will always be an adventure. and I'm excited.
I love you, peter!
post script: sorry for the complete lack of blogging lately. life's been busy. but I hope to make a come-back to the scene, so watch for the blogging extravaganza 2k6 in the future. maybe a trip log of the european honeymoon extravaganza??? perfect.
so it turns out my cute foreign exchange student boyfriend, keith albertson, asked me to marry him a while back. and it also turns out that I said yes.
I'm gettin' hitched.
we're at t-minus six days now. the bbq o' love is tomorrow. all the plans are set and everything is pretty much ready to go. life is moving forward.
it's exciting to think about what life will hold. the future is always an uncertainty but at least I know I have my best friend and teammate to go through it with. one thing I do know, life will always be an adventure. and I'm excited.
I love you, peter!
post script: sorry for the complete lack of blogging lately. life's been busy. but I hope to make a come-back to the scene, so watch for the blogging extravaganza 2k6 in the future. maybe a trip log of the european honeymoon extravaganza??? perfect.
Saturday, June 17, 2006
I'm a sell-out. . . Or just a sucker for blue.
I sold out. I bought the Cat's Meow even though I have a North Face boycott in place. How did my life get reduced to this? To buying North Face products???
I had debated in my heart for a long time regarding sleeping bags. Down? Or synthetic? Each have their strengths and weaknesses. I had finally decided on getting the Arroyo sleeping bag made my Marmot. A while ago I sat in on a gear clinic (back in the day when Meagan Scriven and I were allowed to go to gear clinics) by a Marmot rep. He preached the good word of Marmot down bags and I became a believer. So what changed my decision?
After the DTGR talk with Keith Albertson I decided I'd give the Cat's Meow a shot. We set up the tent in my wildnerness area (because it still needed to be aired out anyway from his Alaskan sabbatical) and I slept there for two nights. It's true, the bag was pretty nice. But I was still conflicted in my heart. What really made the decision for me were two factors: price and color.
Okay, okay. I'm a sucker for blue. I love all the shades of blue (it's my favorite color, lest you thought hot pink was. That's a close second.). And who doesn't love a cheaper price? Especially when you're poor! The Arroyo bag only came in grey--which although is a very nice color, just not my preference--and was practically a hundred dollars cheaper. Not to mention the fact that it only came in standard sizes (regular or long) and not a women's specific fit. I am also a sucker for women's specific products, because hey--I am a woman. So all those factors combined in making my choice for the boycotted brand of The North Face.
I've slept in it once already. I'm sleeping in it again this weekend. I really love the two-toned blue. It goes well with my hot pink therm-a-rest sleeping pad. Now I know camping isn't a fashion show, but what good is doing something if you don't look hot doing it?
I had debated in my heart for a long time regarding sleeping bags. Down? Or synthetic? Each have their strengths and weaknesses. I had finally decided on getting the Arroyo sleeping bag made my Marmot. A while ago I sat in on a gear clinic (back in the day when Meagan Scriven and I were allowed to go to gear clinics) by a Marmot rep. He preached the good word of Marmot down bags and I became a believer. So what changed my decision?
After the DTGR talk with Keith Albertson I decided I'd give the Cat's Meow a shot. We set up the tent in my wildnerness area (because it still needed to be aired out anyway from his Alaskan sabbatical) and I slept there for two nights. It's true, the bag was pretty nice. But I was still conflicted in my heart. What really made the decision for me were two factors: price and color.
Okay, okay. I'm a sucker for blue. I love all the shades of blue (it's my favorite color, lest you thought hot pink was. That's a close second.). And who doesn't love a cheaper price? Especially when you're poor! The Arroyo bag only came in grey--which although is a very nice color, just not my preference--and was practically a hundred dollars cheaper. Not to mention the fact that it only came in standard sizes (regular or long) and not a women's specific fit. I am also a sucker for women's specific products, because hey--I am a woman. So all those factors combined in making my choice for the boycotted brand of The North Face.
I've slept in it once already. I'm sleeping in it again this weekend. I really love the two-toned blue. It goes well with my hot pink therm-a-rest sleeping pad. Now I know camping isn't a fashion show, but what good is doing something if you don't look hot doing it?
Sunday, June 04, 2006
DTGR
today I had a small discussion with keith albertson about gear. it was a heated debate that was kindled by my hatred for north face. I have decided to boycott them for reasons I will not discuss here. something along the lines of poor products and lame reps.
our tif started when he tried to convince me that the cat's meow was in fact the 'cat's meow'. I scoffed at him and said it certainly would not be the 'cat's meow' because North Face makes the bag. keith on the other hand believes I will be converted and forgive North Face of all wrong doing after sleeping in the cat's meow. we'll see I guess . . .
our tif started when he tried to convince me that the cat's meow was in fact the 'cat's meow'. I scoffed at him and said it certainly would not be the 'cat's meow' because North Face makes the bag. keith on the other hand believes I will be converted and forgive North Face of all wrong doing after sleeping in the cat's meow. we'll see I guess . . .
Monday, May 15, 2006
The Eskiminian Within
I am the not so Eskiminese Eskiminian these days. In fact, people practically don't recognize me at work anymore. I have shed the layers of my Inuit heritage. But even though I may not look like the little Eskimo anymore, I am holding that Eskiminese spirit deep down within. She guides me like the great spirits of old. Whenever you have a hard decision to make, consult your Eskiminian within. Just ask yourself, "What would the Eskiminese do?" And you will always know in which direction to go.
WWTED!
WWTED!
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Spam Poetry?
Amazing Opportunity for the USA!
evil prettier gym.
leader cousin approach pronunciation central.
short discuss action burst word seize? rich taken sign if similar principle, ticket may different.
thought allowed cant need justice friends.
everyone however situation foot become. important oh luck.
--Concetta Meredith
I don't usually look at spam emails... but this one caught my attention. I think it's either abstract poetry or a code of some sort. I was too scared to open the attachment; hey, I'm no dummy. But it's fun nonetheless.
evil prettier gym.
leader cousin approach pronunciation central.
short discuss action burst word seize? rich taken sign if similar principle, ticket may different.
thought allowed cant need justice friends.
everyone however situation foot become. important oh luck.
--Concetta Meredith
I don't usually look at spam emails... but this one caught my attention. I think it's either abstract poetry or a code of some sort. I was too scared to open the attachment; hey, I'm no dummy. But it's fun nonetheless.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
The true meaning of home teacherness
My home teachers are leaving me and I'm really pretty upset about it. I can honestly say they've been favorite so far. You know how HT's always say, "If you ever need anything, let us know." And you're always like, "Yeah, sure. Bla bla bla..." Well, for the first time in my life we've really taken this to heart.
Need a vacuum? Call the home teachers. (and hope they don't get too mad when you bring it back broken. or just with a full bag.)
Need a table for a random holiday party? Call the home teachers.
Need a ride to the airport to drop off a rental car? Call the home teachers.
Need a gas can? Call the home teachers.
The list goes on and on. Even though they don't often come over and give us a lesson--we've had such lessons as hacking into a secured wireless internet connection (from Jonny), or keeping the sabbath day holy: "I know it's the sabbath, I respect that" (from Pete, as he justifies skiing on a powder sabbath day)--I really feel that they've captured the true meaning of home teaching: caring for the flock.
And now they're leaving. Jonny started moving out the non-essentials yesterday. He's moving back home to save money to go to grad school or some such nonesense. Pete, Jim, and Ty are all moving into their friend Scott's new house. How could they do this to me? Now I wont have anybody to hang out with who lives conveniently three houses up the street. This is all very sad indeed.
Our next home teachers will probably only come out of responsibility. But hey, maybe they'll have a vacuum too.
Need a vacuum? Call the home teachers. (and hope they don't get too mad when you bring it back broken. or just with a full bag.)
Need a table for a random holiday party? Call the home teachers.
Need a ride to the airport to drop off a rental car? Call the home teachers.
Need a gas can? Call the home teachers.
The list goes on and on. Even though they don't often come over and give us a lesson--we've had such lessons as hacking into a secured wireless internet connection (from Jonny), or keeping the sabbath day holy: "I know it's the sabbath, I respect that" (from Pete, as he justifies skiing on a powder sabbath day)--I really feel that they've captured the true meaning of home teaching: caring for the flock.
And now they're leaving. Jonny started moving out the non-essentials yesterday. He's moving back home to save money to go to grad school or some such nonesense. Pete, Jim, and Ty are all moving into their friend Scott's new house. How could they do this to me? Now I wont have anybody to hang out with who lives conveniently three houses up the street. This is all very sad indeed.
Our next home teachers will probably only come out of responsibility. But hey, maybe they'll have a vacuum too.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Do good on the hike, you get a bag of dope.
So I work with this guy named Jason. He's a pretty funny guy in a really weird and random way. Camilla goes to school with his wife.
He's going to start a Christian Youth Camp one day. Teaching life skills with a little sprinkling of the good word. Let's not forget that it's a three year commitment. They'll be like nomadic travelers. Roaming around in the remote, deep woods. Mostly because they'll be running from the law.
See, Jason's Christian Youth Camp is different. He believes you shouldn't deny the kids what they're going to do anyway. He will reinforce skills and good behavior with rewards they want and will relate to. Learn to build a fire... maybe you'll get a whistle. Show you can do some Leave No Trace... you'll get food at the end of the day. Do good on the hike... get a bag of dope. There will probably be canteens full of beer as well. Because we all know how healthy that stuff is, not to mention the fact that it's a performance enhancing drug.
He's just a Christian guy trying to instill Christian values... and get lit along the way.
He's going to start a Christian Youth Camp one day. Teaching life skills with a little sprinkling of the good word. Let's not forget that it's a three year commitment. They'll be like nomadic travelers. Roaming around in the remote, deep woods. Mostly because they'll be running from the law.
See, Jason's Christian Youth Camp is different. He believes you shouldn't deny the kids what they're going to do anyway. He will reinforce skills and good behavior with rewards they want and will relate to. Learn to build a fire... maybe you'll get a whistle. Show you can do some Leave No Trace... you'll get food at the end of the day. Do good on the hike... get a bag of dope. There will probably be canteens full of beer as well. Because we all know how healthy that stuff is, not to mention the fact that it's a performance enhancing drug.
He's just a Christian guy trying to instill Christian values... and get lit along the way.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Bike Tour extravaganza
I was just thinking today how it would be fun to ride in the Salt Lake Marathon Bike Tour. Who's in? I know that Paul and Robert are actually running the thing, so I guess they're out. And maybe those pregnant people are out too. So who does that leave??? Chris? Mary?? Come on, who wants to do it with me???
I suppose my grandpa might want to do it. I mean, come on. He did it last year. "...and then they gave me a medal!" said my grandpa, eyes wide with excitement. And I suppose my grandpa might want to do it on a tandem trike thing. Honestly, I'm a little scared of that. So Chris, it's all you.
Well, if you're in or thinking of being in just let me know! Yeah for bike tours!!!
I suppose my grandpa might want to do it. I mean, come on. He did it last year. "...and then they gave me a medal!" said my grandpa, eyes wide with excitement. And I suppose my grandpa might want to do it on a tandem trike thing. Honestly, I'm a little scared of that. So Chris, it's all you.
Well, if you're in or thinking of being in just let me know! Yeah for bike tours!!!
Thursday, March 02, 2006
all that road going
I went on a roadtrip with my roommate to Portland, Oregon:
Saturday: Wake up at 3:15 in the AM! Pick up all the right people and get on the road by 3:30'ish. Sleep. Wake up with half the trip behind us. (Best way to travel!) Continue roadtripping. Arrive in Portland. Heidi and Mary head off to Heidi's grandpa's 80th birthday party. Chelsea and I go to Burgerville in hopes of the best onion rings in the world, but the Walla Walla onions are seasonal and it was a no go. And then. . . taco and game night!!! I'm a new fan of the game 25 Words or Less. Good times, for sure. If the game fairy ever decided to drop it off on our doorstep, I wouldn't complain.
Sunday: Lazy day. Lounge around the house until 1:30 church. Go to church and meet no tree hugging EC's. Come home from church (a wee bit early) and make some dinner. Or have Chelsea make some dinner really. Eat. Lounge some more and then eat a fabulous desert.
Monday: Roadtrip to the coast. We went up through Washington to the northeast corner of Oregon and dropped down into Astoria. We would've climbed the great, big tower to overlook the town and the sea, but it was foggy and it wouldn't have been worth it. We kept driving south to Cannon Beach. Chelsea and I walked along the beach after going to Bruce's candy store. Apparently, the saltwater taffy is the best from Bruce's. We walked down to the famed Haystack Rock where we happened to meet up with Heidi and Mary. It was a fun little coincidence. It started to get a little rainy, so we headed back to the car.
Tuesday: Run in Tryon (amazing!). No wonder some of the best runners have come out of Oregon, it's too pretty not to run in this state! Hit up Powell's book store and got lost among the many books and various rooms -- Rachael, you would love this place! Went out to eat with one of Chelsea's friends and her boyfriend. It was some good Lebanese eatin'.
Wednesday: Hit the road. Made a stop at Multnomah Falls for a short little hike to the top of the falls. Hit the road some more. Made a stop in Pendleton for some gas and to satisfy Jason Latour's list of demands. Really hit the road. We were originally going to leave on Thursday and just drive our faces off. We decided to leave on Wednesday and split up the drive instead. Chelsea Woodbury is a rockstar, though, and powered through the drive. We pulled into the driveway around 12:30AM on Thursday morning. It was quite a trip.
Basically I fell in love with western Oregon. Don't be surprised if you see me packing up all my earthly possessions and heading west. Northwest, that is. I could live in a cute little town off the coast, like Seaside. Or I could see myself in the hills of Portland as well. Maybe in the area around Lewis and Clark College? Either way I would be so close to the beach where I could surf my face off without the SoCal crowds. It's a win-win situation. I am in love.
Yeah for roadtrips!
Saturday: Wake up at 3:15 in the AM! Pick up all the right people and get on the road by 3:30'ish. Sleep. Wake up with half the trip behind us. (Best way to travel!) Continue roadtripping. Arrive in Portland. Heidi and Mary head off to Heidi's grandpa's 80th birthday party. Chelsea and I go to Burgerville in hopes of the best onion rings in the world, but the Walla Walla onions are seasonal and it was a no go. And then. . . taco and game night!!! I'm a new fan of the game 25 Words or Less. Good times, for sure. If the game fairy ever decided to drop it off on our doorstep, I wouldn't complain.
Sunday: Lazy day. Lounge around the house until 1:30 church. Go to church and meet no tree hugging EC's. Come home from church (a wee bit early) and make some dinner. Or have Chelsea make some dinner really. Eat. Lounge some more and then eat a fabulous desert.
Monday: Roadtrip to the coast. We went up through Washington to the northeast corner of Oregon and dropped down into Astoria. We would've climbed the great, big tower to overlook the town and the sea, but it was foggy and it wouldn't have been worth it. We kept driving south to Cannon Beach. Chelsea and I walked along the beach after going to Bruce's candy store. Apparently, the saltwater taffy is the best from Bruce's. We walked down to the famed Haystack Rock where we happened to meet up with Heidi and Mary. It was a fun little coincidence. It started to get a little rainy, so we headed back to the car.
Tuesday: Run in Tryon (amazing!). No wonder some of the best runners have come out of Oregon, it's too pretty not to run in this state! Hit up Powell's book store and got lost among the many books and various rooms -- Rachael, you would love this place! Went out to eat with one of Chelsea's friends and her boyfriend. It was some good Lebanese eatin'.
Wednesday: Hit the road. Made a stop at Multnomah Falls for a short little hike to the top of the falls. Hit the road some more. Made a stop in Pendleton for some gas and to satisfy Jason Latour's list of demands. Really hit the road. We were originally going to leave on Thursday and just drive our faces off. We decided to leave on Wednesday and split up the drive instead. Chelsea Woodbury is a rockstar, though, and powered through the drive. We pulled into the driveway around 12:30AM on Thursday morning. It was quite a trip.
Basically I fell in love with western Oregon. Don't be surprised if you see me packing up all my earthly possessions and heading west. Northwest, that is. I could live in a cute little town off the coast, like Seaside. Or I could see myself in the hills of Portland as well. Maybe in the area around Lewis and Clark College? Either way I would be so close to the beach where I could surf my face off without the SoCal crowds. It's a win-win situation. I am in love.
Yeah for roadtrips!
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Thursday, January 12, 2006
chasing waves
So I'm going to SoCal tomorrow. Okay, technically Mesquite, but then SoCal on Saturday. Too bad I hear it's supposed to be overcast and rainny all weekend. How am I ever supposed to surf my face off all day and all night if it's raining?
Sunday, December 18, 2005
second annual MUD and SURF 2K6!!!!!
Well, kids, it's that time of year again. Time to start thinking about the upcoming Mud Run this June and of course the surfing extravaganza. So, who's in?
I am!
And Mary.
Who else?
We really do need to start thinking about it because we need to register ASAP aka the first part of January. Who wants to be on my team? There will definately be pink jerseys involved. So let me know... STAT!
I'm so excited!!!
Yeah for Mud! And yeah for surfing!!!
I am!
And Mary.
Who else?
We really do need to start thinking about it because we need to register ASAP aka the first part of January. Who wants to be on my team? There will definately be pink jerseys involved. So let me know... STAT!
I'm so excited!!!
Yeah for Mud! And yeah for surfing!!!
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Ambiguous post, but that's how I like it. . .
Don't you hate it when you're counting on someone and then she totally flakes out and it leaves you screwed?
I guess I need to pull together a Plan B, and quick!
I guess I need to pull together a Plan B, and quick!
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
rambly jo
Okay, so as I'm sure most of you have noticed that I haven't really been blogging much lately. Yeah. Who has time for that stuff anyway? I do, but I don't really feel comfortable doing it at work... Shopping online, yeah. But writing a whole bunch of "personal" stuff when anyone could be looking over my shoulder? Heck, no!
So I guess you all may be wondering what I've been up to in my absence. Here's some random tidbits.
I had a Super Cool Sweater party at my house and I took first place for the super coolest sweater (I have a blue ribbon to prove it). I only mention this because a few years ago I went to my friend's Super Cool Sweater party and tied for third place with the same sweater. I felt robbed and am still bitter about it to this day. That blasted Aaron Call and his tightly fitting little girls sweater... blast him! *shaking fist* Just so you know, it was my light blue, sparkly astro-turf sweater.
I've literally devoted my life to backcountry.com as most of you know. Who needs a day off anyway? BCDC for life! I was actually given fifty bucks today because I was one of the people that actually came in everyday--even both Saturday and Sunday-- like we were asked. I guess doing what your boss tells you to do has some perks sometimes. I hear if we stick it out and work all our ten's and the weekend through Christmas we'll get an incentive like this one... I hear it'll be 100 bucks this time. We'll see.
Katie Dickson told me this outrageous story about a man in India who doesn't eat food because he stares at the sun. I'm still trying to wrap my brain around it and will hopefully have more information soon. I will probably devote a whole blog entry to this so get excited. (Becca, I'm sure you'll appreciate it.) Maybe humans are more like plants than we think. Is that possible? Stay tuned to find out...
I started playing soccer again. I'm so happy to be back kicking a ball around with my friends. It's not quite the reunion team, but Jared, Beth, Kevin, James, and Nate are on it so it's a lot of people I have played with at one time or another. It's fun. We're currently the numero uno team. (But don't tell anyone, we're in the lower co-ed division for Thursday nights. It's still fun, though.) And I even score goals. I love running around with a ball at my feet!
I haven't gone skiing yet, but I did buy some telemark skis for under fifty bucks. (Just the skis, mind you.) I have a feeling I might be going a few more times this year than normal. Best day of my life! *subliminal ski nanny message* Because I really love skiing. And I think more people should love skiing too. Especially young people who have time to develop their talents. I love sharing my love of the outdoors and god's creations with others *ski nanny*. Learning to ski can help you in other areas of your life as well. *ski nanny* It is an enriching endevour to say the least. *SKI NANNY* Yeah, anyway. I might be going skiing a few more times this year because I work at BCDC and can get hooked up with comp passes or at least half price passes. Now all I need is a day off...
Oh! I want to take a community class from East High School since it's right up the street from me. I'm trying to choose between a pottery class or this travel writing class for women. Or woodworking. I just don't know! Any suggestions? I just always think to myself that I want to take these classes, so now is the time to do it. I love life-long learning!
My roommate Natalie Cornell is getting married to Michael Bird in a few weeks. She's moving out tomorrow. Tonight we're having a sleepover in the pillow room. Katie Dickson is moving in January to Kansas. I'm going to miss those girls. At least I will still have Rui and Tori. And the two new girls seem way cool. I mean come on, we're going to freaking knit and crochet our faces off! DOMESTIC PARTY!!! Rumor has it Chelsea knows how to make beannies. (Let's be honest, when Katie Dickson tried to teach me a few days ago it didn't go over very well. "I'm going to be honest, I've been kind of avoiding this because I don't really remember how to do it... You just do this and you keep adding rows whenever you want... and then you just make it up, that's what I did." Her beanie did turn out way cute, but come on! Just "make it up?!")
Oh my gosh! Barb and Neil came over on Monday night to talk to the new girls. They stayed way too long because we all know how they love to talk. But they did tell us the story of our house. I guess some lady built the house in like 1978 and she lived there with her sister because she never got married. So basically we live in this Old Maid house... not a good sign. But there's hope, the story get's better--When this lady was like in her seventies she got married... to her dead sisters husband! Can you believe that? Don't worry, though, I'm not planning to marry Cade, Robert, Paul, or Chris in the event of any of my sister's deaths. Sorry guys! But yeah, I love my house.
Um, I found out last night that this guy in my ward has a blog too. He has mono. And he blogs about it. Check it out at www.ihavemono.blogspot.com
Is anyone even still reading this?
To anyone who cares, Marcus Wright is on the outs. It's about time, though. I've been holding on to this idea for far too long. We just don't have that spark. And I need some spark in my life.
I met a boy online. It's the second guy from ldslinkup I've ever met. The first time it turned out really well (let's get a shout out for Mike Eastman!) and I think this guy seems pretty cool too. I'm still not sure how I feel about online dating. I don't want to tell my kids I met their father on the internet, but I guess it is more socially accepted now days. Besides, it really just widens your social circle. But this guy seems very interesting and I pretty much might be going to Nepal with him in the spring. *I hope!* Yeah, he just seems like a cool guy. We'll see.
Oh, but I do want to tell y'all about the place he took me to. It's called One World Cafe. It's on 300 East inbetween South Temple and 100 South. Go there. Basically there is no menu or prices for the food. They cook everything fresh that day and it is all organic and from local places (ie they have a donated plot where they grow a lot of the food). The goal of the people who own this place is to end hunger. If you don't have any money you can go work there for an hour and in exchange get a hot meal. If you do have money you pay whatever you feel the food is worth, or you pay what you can. It's such a cool idea and such a cool place. I had heard about it before and always wanted to go so I was excited when he suggested we go there. There's a really cool ambiance as well. I really do urge everyone to go support this place. It's a social experiment and a testament to the human spirit. It's a magical place.
Well, I'm here at the Marriot Library with Rui and Katie. Everyone else here is probably way stressed and freaking out about their last finals or that fifty page paper they've procrastinated to this, the very last minute. I guess sometimes it's a good thing to be all gradumatated. Though I do miss being in school... sometimes.
Okay, enough!
So I guess you all may be wondering what I've been up to in my absence. Here's some random tidbits.
I had a Super Cool Sweater party at my house and I took first place for the super coolest sweater (I have a blue ribbon to prove it). I only mention this because a few years ago I went to my friend's Super Cool Sweater party and tied for third place with the same sweater. I felt robbed and am still bitter about it to this day. That blasted Aaron Call and his tightly fitting little girls sweater... blast him! *shaking fist* Just so you know, it was my light blue, sparkly astro-turf sweater.
I've literally devoted my life to backcountry.com as most of you know. Who needs a day off anyway? BCDC for life! I was actually given fifty bucks today because I was one of the people that actually came in everyday--even both Saturday and Sunday-- like we were asked. I guess doing what your boss tells you to do has some perks sometimes. I hear if we stick it out and work all our ten's and the weekend through Christmas we'll get an incentive like this one... I hear it'll be 100 bucks this time. We'll see.
Katie Dickson told me this outrageous story about a man in India who doesn't eat food because he stares at the sun. I'm still trying to wrap my brain around it and will hopefully have more information soon. I will probably devote a whole blog entry to this so get excited. (Becca, I'm sure you'll appreciate it.) Maybe humans are more like plants than we think. Is that possible? Stay tuned to find out...
I started playing soccer again. I'm so happy to be back kicking a ball around with my friends. It's not quite the reunion team, but Jared, Beth, Kevin, James, and Nate are on it so it's a lot of people I have played with at one time or another. It's fun. We're currently the numero uno team. (But don't tell anyone, we're in the lower co-ed division for Thursday nights. It's still fun, though.) And I even score goals. I love running around with a ball at my feet!
I haven't gone skiing yet, but I did buy some telemark skis for under fifty bucks. (Just the skis, mind you.) I have a feeling I might be going a few more times this year than normal. Best day of my life! *subliminal ski nanny message* Because I really love skiing. And I think more people should love skiing too. Especially young people who have time to develop their talents. I love sharing my love of the outdoors and god's creations with others *ski nanny*. Learning to ski can help you in other areas of your life as well. *ski nanny* It is an enriching endevour to say the least. *SKI NANNY* Yeah, anyway. I might be going skiing a few more times this year because I work at BCDC and can get hooked up with comp passes or at least half price passes. Now all I need is a day off...
Oh! I want to take a community class from East High School since it's right up the street from me. I'm trying to choose between a pottery class or this travel writing class for women. Or woodworking. I just don't know! Any suggestions? I just always think to myself that I want to take these classes, so now is the time to do it. I love life-long learning!
My roommate Natalie Cornell is getting married to Michael Bird in a few weeks. She's moving out tomorrow. Tonight we're having a sleepover in the pillow room. Katie Dickson is moving in January to Kansas. I'm going to miss those girls. At least I will still have Rui and Tori. And the two new girls seem way cool. I mean come on, we're going to freaking knit and crochet our faces off! DOMESTIC PARTY!!! Rumor has it Chelsea knows how to make beannies. (Let's be honest, when Katie Dickson tried to teach me a few days ago it didn't go over very well. "I'm going to be honest, I've been kind of avoiding this because I don't really remember how to do it... You just do this and you keep adding rows whenever you want... and then you just make it up, that's what I did." Her beanie did turn out way cute, but come on! Just "make it up?!")
Oh my gosh! Barb and Neil came over on Monday night to talk to the new girls. They stayed way too long because we all know how they love to talk. But they did tell us the story of our house. I guess some lady built the house in like 1978 and she lived there with her sister because she never got married. So basically we live in this Old Maid house... not a good sign. But there's hope, the story get's better--When this lady was like in her seventies she got married... to her dead sisters husband! Can you believe that? Don't worry, though, I'm not planning to marry Cade, Robert, Paul, or Chris in the event of any of my sister's deaths. Sorry guys! But yeah, I love my house.
Um, I found out last night that this guy in my ward has a blog too. He has mono. And he blogs about it. Check it out at www.ihavemono.blogspot.com
Is anyone even still reading this?
To anyone who cares, Marcus Wright is on the outs. It's about time, though. I've been holding on to this idea for far too long. We just don't have that spark. And I need some spark in my life.
I met a boy online. It's the second guy from ldslinkup I've ever met. The first time it turned out really well (let's get a shout out for Mike Eastman!) and I think this guy seems pretty cool too. I'm still not sure how I feel about online dating. I don't want to tell my kids I met their father on the internet, but I guess it is more socially accepted now days. Besides, it really just widens your social circle. But this guy seems very interesting and I pretty much might be going to Nepal with him in the spring. *I hope!* Yeah, he just seems like a cool guy. We'll see.
Oh, but I do want to tell y'all about the place he took me to. It's called One World Cafe. It's on 300 East inbetween South Temple and 100 South. Go there. Basically there is no menu or prices for the food. They cook everything fresh that day and it is all organic and from local places (ie they have a donated plot where they grow a lot of the food). The goal of the people who own this place is to end hunger. If you don't have any money you can go work there for an hour and in exchange get a hot meal. If you do have money you pay whatever you feel the food is worth, or you pay what you can. It's such a cool idea and such a cool place. I had heard about it before and always wanted to go so I was excited when he suggested we go there. There's a really cool ambiance as well. I really do urge everyone to go support this place. It's a social experiment and a testament to the human spirit. It's a magical place.
Well, I'm here at the Marriot Library with Rui and Katie. Everyone else here is probably way stressed and freaking out about their last finals or that fifty page paper they've procrastinated to this, the very last minute. I guess sometimes it's a good thing to be all gradumatated. Though I do miss being in school... sometimes.
Okay, enough!
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
The choice for me is gossip free!
You can tell this place is run by a man. Trying to solve one problem by creating a new one...
I don't think they've really thought things through, either. But I have. What's going to happen when you pull everyone over from Returns (even Anna Jo, the GearTrade Specialist) to help with Shipping? A huge backup of returns sitting in carts just waiting for someone to do something with them. AKA people are going to be pissed because they sent that stupid North Face shirt that they just didn't like back a month ago and why hasn't their card been creditted, they wonder? So we get behind and have to work overtime just to get caught up (this is what happened last month... a lot of stress on us poor little employees). But what's even better about this is that once Christmas is over the returns are going to come pouring in! Multiply this little problem exponentially!
To top it all off they have us working nearly 70 hours a week. Yes, that's true. Literally everyday of my life is now going to be dedicated to this stupid place. I hope they're prepared to deal with high rates of employee burn-out. Why can't they just hire more seasonal employees you may be wondering? Well, that would just make too much sense.
But I'm not complaining (even though I am); the overtime pay will be really nice.
I don't think they've really thought things through, either. But I have. What's going to happen when you pull everyone over from Returns (even Anna Jo, the GearTrade Specialist) to help with Shipping? A huge backup of returns sitting in carts just waiting for someone to do something with them. AKA people are going to be pissed because they sent that stupid North Face shirt that they just didn't like back a month ago and why hasn't their card been creditted, they wonder? So we get behind and have to work overtime just to get caught up (this is what happened last month... a lot of stress on us poor little employees). But what's even better about this is that once Christmas is over the returns are going to come pouring in! Multiply this little problem exponentially!
To top it all off they have us working nearly 70 hours a week. Yes, that's true. Literally everyday of my life is now going to be dedicated to this stupid place. I hope they're prepared to deal with high rates of employee burn-out. Why can't they just hire more seasonal employees you may be wondering? Well, that would just make too much sense.
But I'm not complaining (even though I am); the overtime pay will be really nice.
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