Ahhh, yes. I have no good excuse for my summer blackout period. Simply put, I guess I was lazy about writing. Maybe I was just caught up taking everything in, or perhaps my time was occupied by new adventures, great people and weather like I've only seen in movies. My biggest fear about starting this up again - because I've been thinking about it for a week or so now - was having to re-trace those summer steps or give some sort of wrap-up. Well, I really don't want to, so for now, I'm not going to. I'm going to bring you right back into the present, which was actually a big present to myself.
I took a short hike with my friend Mariah tonight after work. We drove up to the top of Tahoe Donner (where we both work) and decided to walk out the trail on Glacier Way. I had been out there with Henry a few weeks before, but only out to the Donner Lake viewpoint. Tonight we opted to hike out to the Negro Canyon overlook. We also headed out late - around 6ish, so the sun was setting and the moon was rising.
To top it all off, it was a full moon, so we watched the large white disc rise over pink skies. It's funny how sunsets just get better and better. Tonight's was no exception. We got out to the overlook and the world just opened up. I swear the sky was lavender with buttercup and orange hues. The jagged Pacific Crest Trail cut through the light shaded canvas. It was a double rainbow moment for me. Snow crunched below our feet in a few places and the air was a little brisk. On our walk back I stopped, turned around and saw a blazing orange sky - a rich shade of pumpkin - one that I have never, ever seen before, blanketed against the range. On our walk back down the trail on the moonlit path, although neither of us came out and said it, I'm pretty sure we were both feeling genuine appreciation for that shared experience, the opportunity to live in such a beautiful place, and the true chance of encountering such beautiful works of magic at the most random times. Neither of us expect to see such a painted sky on our simple, unplanned hike after work.
On my drive home I started thinking about how things just happen. My journey brought me here and I still have so many places to explore, people to connect with and things to see. Tonight was my inspiration.
I am soooooooooooooo incredibly stoked for the ski season. I am giddy to be able to be here and do something I absolutely love. I went to a movie premiere on Friday at Squaw Valley, and watched with new eyes. Especially the slaying of powder and the bond between folks on the mountain. I remember watching those movies before the season at home in NY and dreaming of taking my big ski vacation out west. This year my grin was double its normal size and lasted the entire show. I'm not sure if it was because the pros from the movie were sitting in the fourth row just a few seats down from me or because my reality is: right now Tahoe is my own backyard. I'm living the dream. I wanted to pinch myself right then and there. Yes, it's true. I am going to be able to just live it and ski epic terrain - like EVERY weekend and hopefully a few powder days. It's so exciting. It was also the boost and wake-up call I needed to get my ass in gear to start a strength training program - which was one of my reasons for the hike tonight, actually.
Anyway, this is me checking in again. I'm still in Truckee. I'm enjoying each day. I am trying to live in the moment and put my heart and soul into finding happiness in simplicity. Until the next time...xoxo
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Trains, American Pride, Floaties, Summer Turns
Random GnarManda thoughts...scattered this evening, but it's been a while so I figured I would stream randomness...
I hear the trains before I fall asleep at night. It's a western thing.
For the first time ever I helped create a parade float, a daunting task, but in the end so much fun and a crafty way to meet and get to know some of my co-workers. I also walked in my first parade and I am glad I waited for the Truckee Fourth of July to make my first appearance. I have never seen anything like it. Crowds 20 people deep. Thousands of children clustered together. The entire town waving flags, wearing red, white and blue. I felt like a true American. I also made a mental note to keep an eye out for all things "Americana" for next year's outfit.
And we found out today that our float won first place in the commercial division. That's a pretty big deal. Props to the Tahoe Donner team, and Mariah - the leader of the float-building pack - and my new buddy.
I call them tubes but here they are called floaties, or at least that's what my friend Lilian from Brazil says. I spent three afternoons floating on Donner Lake with my new friend Lilian. We met for a bike ride and dinner last week, and snap - we just hit it off. But back to the floating - it's a lifestyle here. I couldn't be happier with a cold beer, sun hat, sunglasses, bikini, sunscreen and great company. I am continuing to meet people I connect with and build friendships. Slowly, but surely.
Skiing in July? That's how we do it in Tahoe after one of the biggest snowfalls in decades. Three runs at Alpine Meadows early Sunday morning with a guy who paid me a compliment at the end of the day. "I was impressed, you're actually a good skier. I wasn't sure what to expect." ha ha ha. I think some kids grow up skiing big mountains out here don't know much about how big Whiteface is...or how steep and challenging it is. It was a solid training ground for me. (I am probably my toughest critic and have set high standards for how gnarly I want to get next season, but that's another story.) So, back to summer skiing - it was hot and sticky, but oh so fun. I wish my back was stonger. I'm having difficulty with it lately, but hope to get into a routine soon to build it back up for next season.
It was a nice day. I am going to leave it at that. The $3 PBR on the deck at 9:43 a.m. was a first, as was the beer at the River Ranch - one of the coolest bars/restaurants I've ever been to with priceless conversation which led to me getting caught up in the moment.
My list of "firsts" keeps growing and I smile as each day starts fresh. I keep forgetting how lucky I am. I know it will wear off, but I catch myself feeling like I am living a dream. Of course I have bills to pay, frustrations at work sometimes, I get lonely and homesick - but all in all, I am living my dream. Wow.
So, another month has passed and my feet are grounded. *sigh*
xoxo
I hear the trains before I fall asleep at night. It's a western thing.
For the first time ever I helped create a parade float, a daunting task, but in the end so much fun and a crafty way to meet and get to know some of my co-workers. I also walked in my first parade and I am glad I waited for the Truckee Fourth of July to make my first appearance. I have never seen anything like it. Crowds 20 people deep. Thousands of children clustered together. The entire town waving flags, wearing red, white and blue. I felt like a true American. I also made a mental note to keep an eye out for all things "Americana" for next year's outfit.
And we found out today that our float won first place in the commercial division. That's a pretty big deal. Props to the Tahoe Donner team, and Mariah - the leader of the float-building pack - and my new buddy.
I call them tubes but here they are called floaties, or at least that's what my friend Lilian from Brazil says. I spent three afternoons floating on Donner Lake with my new friend Lilian. We met for a bike ride and dinner last week, and snap - we just hit it off. But back to the floating - it's a lifestyle here. I couldn't be happier with a cold beer, sun hat, sunglasses, bikini, sunscreen and great company. I am continuing to meet people I connect with and build friendships. Slowly, but surely.
Skiing in July? That's how we do it in Tahoe after one of the biggest snowfalls in decades. Three runs at Alpine Meadows early Sunday morning with a guy who paid me a compliment at the end of the day. "I was impressed, you're actually a good skier. I wasn't sure what to expect." ha ha ha. I think some kids grow up skiing big mountains out here don't know much about how big Whiteface is...or how steep and challenging it is. It was a solid training ground for me. (I am probably my toughest critic and have set high standards for how gnarly I want to get next season, but that's another story.) So, back to summer skiing - it was hot and sticky, but oh so fun. I wish my back was stonger. I'm having difficulty with it lately, but hope to get into a routine soon to build it back up for next season.
It was a nice day. I am going to leave it at that. The $3 PBR on the deck at 9:43 a.m. was a first, as was the beer at the River Ranch - one of the coolest bars/restaurants I've ever been to with priceless conversation which led to me getting caught up in the moment.
My list of "firsts" keeps growing and I smile as each day starts fresh. I keep forgetting how lucky I am. I know it will wear off, but I catch myself feeling like I am living a dream. Of course I have bills to pay, frustrations at work sometimes, I get lonely and homesick - but all in all, I am living my dream. Wow.
So, another month has passed and my feet are grounded. *sigh*
xoxo
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Summer Solstice
6.21
Both numbers are multiples of three. I am celebrating my three month anniversary of employment at Tahoe Donner today. I love the number three. Is it a coincidence? Perhaps.
It is hard to look back at my last post and put myself back in time. I should have trusted in the people around me that life would change, and yes, this is probably going to be one of the best summers of my life.
Everything is different in California. It is insane. I know I keep stressing this, but I honestly don't consider myself a hard core New Yorker. More of an upstate type, or even better, a New Englander - since I went to college and spent most of my formative years there. But when it comes to summer, sunshine and blue sky, i have never, ever, in my entire life experienced what a Tahoe summer is. Sure, I heard it over and over again, but each turn is different, and filled with more surprises.
I always have these "ah hah" moments, and I love them. I was driving home from work last night, sun beaming away. Windows down and music cranking, and I drove into old town Truckee. As I approached the stop sign - on my normal work commute route - i looked to my left at the town and had a strange, sinking feeling. Like one of those creepers that just felt like home. It honestly scared the sh*t out of me. In fact, I stopped and was like "really, Amanda, is this happening?" and felt a rush of "oooooh, this is starting to feel like home, i could get used to this" almost stop me dead in my tracks.
Maybe "ah-hah" moments are not the best way to describe them, but for me, it's an unfamiliar circumstance that is some sort of guidance tool to help me keep on facing forward and continuing on and putting one foot in front of the other.
BBQs, cowboys, binkini's, the beach, pbr, sunsets, relaxation...soaking it all up. it's shocking. i see hints of east coast amanda shine through on a constant basis. but they also say that you can't change who you are. i am just absorbing all that i can, focusing on myself, and putting one foot in front of the next.
xo
Both numbers are multiples of three. I am celebrating my three month anniversary of employment at Tahoe Donner today. I love the number three. Is it a coincidence? Perhaps.
It is hard to look back at my last post and put myself back in time. I should have trusted in the people around me that life would change, and yes, this is probably going to be one of the best summers of my life.
Everything is different in California. It is insane. I know I keep stressing this, but I honestly don't consider myself a hard core New Yorker. More of an upstate type, or even better, a New Englander - since I went to college and spent most of my formative years there. But when it comes to summer, sunshine and blue sky, i have never, ever, in my entire life experienced what a Tahoe summer is. Sure, I heard it over and over again, but each turn is different, and filled with more surprises.
I always have these "ah hah" moments, and I love them. I was driving home from work last night, sun beaming away. Windows down and music cranking, and I drove into old town Truckee. As I approached the stop sign - on my normal work commute route - i looked to my left at the town and had a strange, sinking feeling. Like one of those creepers that just felt like home. It honestly scared the sh*t out of me. In fact, I stopped and was like "really, Amanda, is this happening?" and felt a rush of "oooooh, this is starting to feel like home, i could get used to this" almost stop me dead in my tracks.
Maybe "ah-hah" moments are not the best way to describe them, but for me, it's an unfamiliar circumstance that is some sort of guidance tool to help me keep on facing forward and continuing on and putting one foot in front of the other.
BBQs, cowboys, binkini's, the beach, pbr, sunsets, relaxation...soaking it all up. it's shocking. i see hints of east coast amanda shine through on a constant basis. but they also say that you can't change who you are. i am just absorbing all that i can, focusing on myself, and putting one foot in front of the next.
xo
Sunday, June 5, 2011
I hear the drizzle of the rain
"I hear the drizzle of the rain. Like a memory it falls. Soft and warm continuing. Tapping on my roof and walls."
And so it is Sunday. I find myself humming that tune each time it rains. I have dissected so many great lines from that song through the years. The lyrics provide me with some comfort through many different times.
I jinxed myself with my last post. I took the sunshine for granted, and am begging her to come back! I love snow. I love skiing. My favorite thing in the entire world --see first post -- is to spend the evening outside listening to the snow fall in tall pine trees. Snow in June does not make me happy. I am still feeling out how to describe what it's like to see snow when I am used to lush green gardens, tulips and spring. I yearn for a Saturday morning stroll through the public market, making fresh salsa and entertaining friends. I keep hearing that summer will keep me in Tahoe, and I am waiting, patiently, to see if that will be true.
My three month anniversary is soon approaching. My roller coaster ride has started to smooth out and I am slowly finding my way. The transition was a challenge. But the homesickness is a knock em out drag em down type of melancholy. When I think of exactly how far away from home I am, I immediately force myself to stop. I shut it off and put it away inside. I must keep looking forward. I must keep my focus and realize that I am doing what most dream of. Sure, there are sacrifices, but I put my trust in each step along my new path.
I am looking inward, and sometimes just confirming details about myself I already knew. I am growing stronger and embracing the good and the bad.
I don't know. Life never happens as you think it should. I know about my expectations and sometimes need to just let go. Find my balance.
The people and relationships I've made thus far are the most challenging, but most rewarding. I find that is true everywhere though. I love being back in the ski industry at a job that affords me the opportunity to share my creative mind, makes me think and forces me to learn new things. It is a great match and I consider myself so very lucky to have landed there. I guess everything else will just fall into place.
Today I made a list of all the territory I want to cover while I'm on the left coast. It is quite long, and I'm still asking around for the secret spots.
And so I sit in bed listening to the drizzle of the rain on the rooftop above me. I am dying for summer to get here and the fun to begin. I was told today that there is no "hoping" it will happen. He "guaranteed" it would! That made me smile...
xoxo
And so it is Sunday. I find myself humming that tune each time it rains. I have dissected so many great lines from that song through the years. The lyrics provide me with some comfort through many different times.
I jinxed myself with my last post. I took the sunshine for granted, and am begging her to come back! I love snow. I love skiing. My favorite thing in the entire world --see first post -- is to spend the evening outside listening to the snow fall in tall pine trees. Snow in June does not make me happy. I am still feeling out how to describe what it's like to see snow when I am used to lush green gardens, tulips and spring. I yearn for a Saturday morning stroll through the public market, making fresh salsa and entertaining friends. I keep hearing that summer will keep me in Tahoe, and I am waiting, patiently, to see if that will be true.
My three month anniversary is soon approaching. My roller coaster ride has started to smooth out and I am slowly finding my way. The transition was a challenge. But the homesickness is a knock em out drag em down type of melancholy. When I think of exactly how far away from home I am, I immediately force myself to stop. I shut it off and put it away inside. I must keep looking forward. I must keep my focus and realize that I am doing what most dream of. Sure, there are sacrifices, but I put my trust in each step along my new path.
I am looking inward, and sometimes just confirming details about myself I already knew. I am growing stronger and embracing the good and the bad.
I don't know. Life never happens as you think it should. I know about my expectations and sometimes need to just let go. Find my balance.
The people and relationships I've made thus far are the most challenging, but most rewarding. I find that is true everywhere though. I love being back in the ski industry at a job that affords me the opportunity to share my creative mind, makes me think and forces me to learn new things. It is a great match and I consider myself so very lucky to have landed there. I guess everything else will just fall into place.
Today I made a list of all the territory I want to cover while I'm on the left coast. It is quite long, and I'm still asking around for the secret spots.
And so I sit in bed listening to the drizzle of the rain on the rooftop above me. I am dying for summer to get here and the fun to begin. I was told today that there is no "hoping" it will happen. He "guaranteed" it would! That made me smile...
xoxo
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Sunshine
I was driving down the road today thinking that my friend Hamilton was right. Sunshine makes the world (and my world) a better place. I have one window in my bedroom, and each morning I push the curtains aside and raise the blinds knowing that most likely I am going to see sunshine and blue sky. It forces me to cut back on the snooze action, and something inside just feels good. I smile. Another beautiful day filled with sunshine. I keep thinking this base is going to drop out from under me, but I physically and mentally feel so much better here. Is it because everything is new and an adventure? I'm not sure. Is it because I have a fresh start and a new perspective? Maybe. But it just feels good.
Who would have thought?
I want to bottle it up. I want it to last forever. I feel as if I'm just scratching the surface. Chipping away at the base of the money spot. It's exciting. For sure!
So I wanted to post something today - even if it really is about nothing. Now it's time to get outside and play with Henry!
xoxo
Who would have thought?
I want to bottle it up. I want it to last forever. I feel as if I'm just scratching the surface. Chipping away at the base of the money spot. It's exciting. For sure!
So I wanted to post something today - even if it really is about nothing. Now it's time to get outside and play with Henry!
xoxo
Friday, April 15, 2011
gnarManda Spice
I have officially landed in Cali.
Here is the latest fix of gnarManda spice.
1.) I fully realized my complete love for frozen chocolate before bed. (It has become my ulitmate indulgence.)
2.) I believe that you never know the world, or yourself, until you decide to make an conscious effort to step outside of your comfort box and let things unfold.
3.) "Let things unfold" has become my personal phrase every day, as well as "live each day as it comes." I often ask myself how I was able to transform into this type of woman, after all the years of the opposite? It is my destiny. At least for now.
4.) Chillax is a commonly used term here in Cali.
Life revolves around "chillax-in".
Good things are "tight" or "hella good."
Bad things are "jenky."
I hear "right on, rad, dude, totally, for sure" all the time, and have actually adapted my slang to include local terms. It's not "hello, how are you today," but rather "hey, how's it goin?"
5.)People love to hug the left lane in Cali. I was told that the right lane is the passing lane here. It has been tricky to figure out on my own.
At first I was consumed by trying to figure out what i thought was "passive/aggressiveness" but now i just realize it is a way of life here. And, reading between the lines is a bonus. Taking care of business, and making sure things get done are two things that are completely respected and admired here.
The beauty completely ROCKS my world beyond any previous expectations. It is nothing like Jackson. They are apples to oranges. But the whole vibe and "living the dream" attitude continues to amaze me each and every day. I wake up smiling at the sunshine, gazing out over the tallest pine trees i have ever seen. The mountais have become pillars in the everday scenery. I can not wait for float trips, and seeing the California stars from my sleeping bag, next to some california mountain man.
My dream is me right and I welcome it with open arms, and a naturally full smile. Life is good. Bring it on, keep it coming, :)
xoxo
ab
Here is the latest fix of gnarManda spice.
1.) I fully realized my complete love for frozen chocolate before bed. (It has become my ulitmate indulgence.)
2.) I believe that you never know the world, or yourself, until you decide to make an conscious effort to step outside of your comfort box and let things unfold.
3.) "Let things unfold" has become my personal phrase every day, as well as "live each day as it comes." I often ask myself how I was able to transform into this type of woman, after all the years of the opposite? It is my destiny. At least for now.
4.) Chillax is a commonly used term here in Cali.
Life revolves around "chillax-in".
Good things are "tight" or "hella good."
Bad things are "jenky."
I hear "right on, rad, dude, totally, for sure" all the time, and have actually adapted my slang to include local terms. It's not "hello, how are you today," but rather "hey, how's it goin?"
5.)People love to hug the left lane in Cali. I was told that the right lane is the passing lane here. It has been tricky to figure out on my own.
At first I was consumed by trying to figure out what i thought was "passive/aggressiveness" but now i just realize it is a way of life here. And, reading between the lines is a bonus. Taking care of business, and making sure things get done are two things that are completely respected and admired here.
The beauty completely ROCKS my world beyond any previous expectations. It is nothing like Jackson. They are apples to oranges. But the whole vibe and "living the dream" attitude continues to amaze me each and every day. I wake up smiling at the sunshine, gazing out over the tallest pine trees i have ever seen. The mountais have become pillars in the everday scenery. I can not wait for float trips, and seeing the California stars from my sleeping bag, next to some california mountain man.
My dream is me right and I welcome it with open arms, and a naturally full smile. Life is good. Bring it on, keep it coming, :)
xoxo
ab
Monday, March 21, 2011
Ewe-taw and winter wonderland
I got feathers clamped into my hair. It is all the rage out here. I got them in Steamboat before I left. They look really cool. I went with the subtle brown, blonde, grey striped ones so they would blend into my natural hair.
The drive from Steamboat to Salt Lake City was a rough one. I was finally starting to feel exhausted and it was definitely a long day. Henry and I covered a lot of different landscapes and ran into some nasty weather just outside of Heber. We caught some great pictures of dinosaurs in Vernal, UT and some amazing desert sights. I would love to go back and mountain bike if I ever get the chance. It was pouring in Park City and Salt Lake as we drove down. The roads were scary slippery and just nasty with all the trucks hauling. We checked into a hotel, got settled and I was just in time for Sushi Happy Hour at a restaurant right across the street. It was yummy. The night in the hotel was perfect. I was able to unwind and relax. We definitely needed some down time before our big day at Snowbird celebrating St. Patrick’s Day.
Henry and I met up with Toni the following morning at her place at the base of Little Cottonwood Canyon. We have not caught up since college – and it was great to see her and spend time with her. Being St. Patrick’s Day we sported green flare. Got up to Snowbird and started the day off with a couple of PBR’s – they know how to roll – for sure. Toni knows everyone – or maybe I should rephrase that – everyone knows Toni. She’s been there for nine years and is just one of those girls that everyone knows and loves. It was awesome to tag along with her for the day. She also rips. I remember skiing with her in New Hampshire back in the day, and was stoked to spend the day chasing her down the mountain. We ran into two of her friends – Uncle Mike and Woj – who were visiting from Mass. and spent the day skiing with them – or I should say I tried my best to keep up with them. I also got a couple tips from Woj – who coaches at Sunday River. Repetition, hands up like you are driving a truck, and crush the grape in the front of your boots.
Snowbird is a sick mountain. The terrain is steep, diverse and takes your breath away. I could feel the tram laps halfway down and got my butt kicked trying to keep up. The vibe with the locals there is also awesome. The lodge area is very chill and relaxed. People bring their own beers and food and chill out on the picnic tables. People are just nice and chill. We ended our day at the Tram Club to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day with Irish car bombs and green 3.2 Budweiser. It was one of my favorite days – for sure. We headed down the canyon back to Toni’s for dinner and group sleep over in the living room. I totally love the randomness of ski life. Her friend Uncle Mike ended up squeezing his gear in my already packed Subaru, duct taped his skis to my roof rack and made the trek to chase the powder in California. It was awesome to have a driver for that last leg. Henry sat on my lap the entire way and was a little prince. Uncle Mike was a trooper for hauling it the entire way – tumbleweeds and all. His nephew lives here in Truckee, so I dropped him off and met some new people. It’s just so interesting how everything comes full circle and just falls into place if you let it. Good people, good friends, good Karma and the rest takes care of itself.
So I pulled into Copenhagen Drive just before dark last night and am still getting settled in. The scene is chill here. It’s almost old school. I unpacked and finished settling in today. We got pounded with fresh pow pow, but I decided to just relax. I felt a cold coming on and really want to be prepared and ready to go for my first day at the office on Monday. From what I’ve seen so far things are chill and laid back here. No frills. I am living in a house with 2-3 housemates. The place is a typical ski place – my room is cozy and nice. Henry seems to be settling in ok. There’s an Alaskan malamute named Tawney and their first encounter was ok. Last night he got after her a little bit, but he will just have to work through it. I had a hard time falling asleep last night just because my mind was spinning. I am still amazed that I actually made it and I am actually here in this winter wonderland. I am hopefully going to get a better lay of the land in the next couple days and will spend some time trying to describe what it’s like. I am taking it all in. It is completely different. The 10 day road trip was incredible. I have been thinking about it all and will probably blog more about details as I process it all. It’s been great – for sure.
On that note, I see the sun peeking out between the clouds. Snow covers half of my window and the tall pines shoot up everywhere as far as the eye can see. There is white fluffy magic everywhere. It is like nothing I have ever seen. I had to wade through waist deep powder to get to my car in the driveway. Ooooohhhh laaaa laaaa.
Bring it on.
The drive from Steamboat to Salt Lake City was a rough one. I was finally starting to feel exhausted and it was definitely a long day. Henry and I covered a lot of different landscapes and ran into some nasty weather just outside of Heber. We caught some great pictures of dinosaurs in Vernal, UT and some amazing desert sights. I would love to go back and mountain bike if I ever get the chance. It was pouring in Park City and Salt Lake as we drove down. The roads were scary slippery and just nasty with all the trucks hauling. We checked into a hotel, got settled and I was just in time for Sushi Happy Hour at a restaurant right across the street. It was yummy. The night in the hotel was perfect. I was able to unwind and relax. We definitely needed some down time before our big day at Snowbird celebrating St. Patrick’s Day.
Henry and I met up with Toni the following morning at her place at the base of Little Cottonwood Canyon. We have not caught up since college – and it was great to see her and spend time with her. Being St. Patrick’s Day we sported green flare. Got up to Snowbird and started the day off with a couple of PBR’s – they know how to roll – for sure. Toni knows everyone – or maybe I should rephrase that – everyone knows Toni. She’s been there for nine years and is just one of those girls that everyone knows and loves. It was awesome to tag along with her for the day. She also rips. I remember skiing with her in New Hampshire back in the day, and was stoked to spend the day chasing her down the mountain. We ran into two of her friends – Uncle Mike and Woj – who were visiting from Mass. and spent the day skiing with them – or I should say I tried my best to keep up with them. I also got a couple tips from Woj – who coaches at Sunday River. Repetition, hands up like you are driving a truck, and crush the grape in the front of your boots.
Snowbird is a sick mountain. The terrain is steep, diverse and takes your breath away. I could feel the tram laps halfway down and got my butt kicked trying to keep up. The vibe with the locals there is also awesome. The lodge area is very chill and relaxed. People bring their own beers and food and chill out on the picnic tables. People are just nice and chill. We ended our day at the Tram Club to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day with Irish car bombs and green 3.2 Budweiser. It was one of my favorite days – for sure. We headed down the canyon back to Toni’s for dinner and group sleep over in the living room. I totally love the randomness of ski life. Her friend Uncle Mike ended up squeezing his gear in my already packed Subaru, duct taped his skis to my roof rack and made the trek to chase the powder in California. It was awesome to have a driver for that last leg. Henry sat on my lap the entire way and was a little prince. Uncle Mike was a trooper for hauling it the entire way – tumbleweeds and all. His nephew lives here in Truckee, so I dropped him off and met some new people. It’s just so interesting how everything comes full circle and just falls into place if you let it. Good people, good friends, good Karma and the rest takes care of itself.
So I pulled into Copenhagen Drive just before dark last night and am still getting settled in. The scene is chill here. It’s almost old school. I unpacked and finished settling in today. We got pounded with fresh pow pow, but I decided to just relax. I felt a cold coming on and really want to be prepared and ready to go for my first day at the office on Monday. From what I’ve seen so far things are chill and laid back here. No frills. I am living in a house with 2-3 housemates. The place is a typical ski place – my room is cozy and nice. Henry seems to be settling in ok. There’s an Alaskan malamute named Tawney and their first encounter was ok. Last night he got after her a little bit, but he will just have to work through it. I had a hard time falling asleep last night just because my mind was spinning. I am still amazed that I actually made it and I am actually here in this winter wonderland. I am hopefully going to get a better lay of the land in the next couple days and will spend some time trying to describe what it’s like. I am taking it all in. It is completely different. The 10 day road trip was incredible. I have been thinking about it all and will probably blog more about details as I process it all. It’s been great – for sure.
On that note, I see the sun peeking out between the clouds. Snow covers half of my window and the tall pines shoot up everywhere as far as the eye can see. There is white fluffy magic everywhere. It is like nothing I have ever seen. I had to wade through waist deep powder to get to my car in the driveway. Ooooohhhh laaaa laaaa.
Bring it on.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
rabbits
I arrived in Steamboat Springs late last night and received super warm hospitality from my good friend Sara from VHS. I have been amazed at how much time can go by and yet people really do not change much. We reminisced about our ski school days back at Greek Peak over beers last night. Thankin’ Facebook again for linking me up. This stop was decided very much on the fly after connecting with Sara on the way. Reconnecting with her brings back so many great memories.
My legs are cranking and I am debating a stroll down to the Hot Springs for a dip. Skied with my buddy Jim yesterday “the man of Breck” at Vail and had an incredible day. Smiles all around with plenty of sunshine, warm temps, insane terrain – spent most of the day in the back bowls soaking it all up. He was right – there is no place like it. I had hoped for good snow, but managed to only find dust on crust and some soft corn. It was a little crunchy, but the vistas made up for it all. I took a huge digger on one of the bowls. I thanked my lucky stars I had my skis set low so they both came off. It could have been messy.
Decided to hit the road and head up here around 7 pm, so I missed most of the scenery on the drive but saw plenty of mule deer creeping on the side of the road. The drive itself was full of twists and turns. I have no idea how people make that trek in a snowstorm. This huge white rabbit hopped out in front of me. I have never seen such a big rabbit before. Rabbits have become a staple here in Colorado.
The view from top of Rabbit Ears was spectacular. What a relief to see welcoming lights of Steamboat after charging a two lane road through the wilderness for two hours. I have been here before – years ago – in the summer and made a promise to myself to come back. So here I am. Not sure if I am going to ski today. My body is feeling a little sore and tired. I have been on the trip for a week now. I am trying to save up some energy for Snowbird tomorrow. I have a feeling it could get a little out of hand.
I am very tired. I am looking forward to just getting to Truckee and settling in. This has been an incredible trip so far. I am almost there!
xoxo
My legs are cranking and I am debating a stroll down to the Hot Springs for a dip. Skied with my buddy Jim yesterday “the man of Breck” at Vail and had an incredible day. Smiles all around with plenty of sunshine, warm temps, insane terrain – spent most of the day in the back bowls soaking it all up. He was right – there is no place like it. I had hoped for good snow, but managed to only find dust on crust and some soft corn. It was a little crunchy, but the vistas made up for it all. I took a huge digger on one of the bowls. I thanked my lucky stars I had my skis set low so they both came off. It could have been messy.
Decided to hit the road and head up here around 7 pm, so I missed most of the scenery on the drive but saw plenty of mule deer creeping on the side of the road. The drive itself was full of twists and turns. I have no idea how people make that trek in a snowstorm. This huge white rabbit hopped out in front of me. I have never seen such a big rabbit before. Rabbits have become a staple here in Colorado.
The view from top of Rabbit Ears was spectacular. What a relief to see welcoming lights of Steamboat after charging a two lane road through the wilderness for two hours. I have been here before – years ago – in the summer and made a promise to myself to come back. So here I am. Not sure if I am going to ski today. My body is feeling a little sore and tired. I have been on the trip for a week now. I am trying to save up some energy for Snowbird tomorrow. I have a feeling it could get a little out of hand.
I am very tired. I am looking forward to just getting to Truckee and settling in. This has been an incredible trip so far. I am almost there!
xoxo
Monday, March 14, 2011
life at 10,000 ft.
So, I realized that my spellcheck didn't save last time, so I have been sweating my misspelled words the past day or so. Sorry about that - bad spelling is kind of a pet peeve of mine.
Today was a beauteous day. True Colorado bluebird day. Reconnected with my friend Jim - who now calls himself "James" and I'm still getting used to his new name. He is a fixture here in the Breckenridge scene. He claims to hold the "2010 Breckenridge snow maker of the year" and "big deal in town" titles. I could see that being the case, for sure. This guy lives and breathes skiing, the mountains...and everything encompassing all of the above. Best tour guide ever. We both were feeling our back issues today, so decided to kick it around town and take the "car tour" of the surrounding areas including A Basin and Keystone, shop a bit on Main Street (got hooked up with a sweet deal on new goggles and am trying out a pair of super phat skis tomorrow.) Jim claims the "big deal" status helps get him all of these items. He totally cracks me up.
I am taking it all in with a clear mind. It's pretty amazing out here. I silently asked myself why I have never been out here before. Everyone should experience this place at least once. It is quite a scene. I forgot to mention that it is also SPRING BREAK so there are plenty of gapers too. The sun shines all the time. I like it.
Henry seems to be adjusting well to all the new sights, smells, dogs and people we encounter. I can tell it is going to be way cooler to have him in Tahoe than Rochester - definitely. And he will have a better quality of life. :) Gotta think of the kid.
It's interesting to check out so many places - each one is so different, with different friends and good times. I'm honestly exhausted but still looking forward. We are hitting up Vail tomorrow. Jim says I am going to be "blown away". I can't wait. Then I have to figure out when I'm heading up to Salt Lake and contemplating a brief stop in Steamboat for some turns and visit with old friends. My goal is to be in SLC for St. Patrick's Day with Toni at Snowbird - gotta work out the next few days...
For now we're planning on dinner at an Italian joint this evening (I feel like I've eaten Mexican for the past few days) then maybe a drink or two, and bed early. Hopefully dreaming of a little bit of POW POW. Forecast calls for 5" but you never know. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
Definitely had an awesome day kickin it doing the tourist thing. Hopefully the back will hold up.
xoxo from 10.000 ft.
Today was a beauteous day. True Colorado bluebird day. Reconnected with my friend Jim - who now calls himself "James" and I'm still getting used to his new name. He is a fixture here in the Breckenridge scene. He claims to hold the "2010 Breckenridge snow maker of the year" and "big deal in town" titles. I could see that being the case, for sure. This guy lives and breathes skiing, the mountains...and everything encompassing all of the above. Best tour guide ever. We both were feeling our back issues today, so decided to kick it around town and take the "car tour" of the surrounding areas including A Basin and Keystone, shop a bit on Main Street (got hooked up with a sweet deal on new goggles and am trying out a pair of super phat skis tomorrow.) Jim claims the "big deal" status helps get him all of these items. He totally cracks me up.
I am taking it all in with a clear mind. It's pretty amazing out here. I silently asked myself why I have never been out here before. Everyone should experience this place at least once. It is quite a scene. I forgot to mention that it is also SPRING BREAK so there are plenty of gapers too. The sun shines all the time. I like it.
Henry seems to be adjusting well to all the new sights, smells, dogs and people we encounter. I can tell it is going to be way cooler to have him in Tahoe than Rochester - definitely. And he will have a better quality of life. :) Gotta think of the kid.
It's interesting to check out so many places - each one is so different, with different friends and good times. I'm honestly exhausted but still looking forward. We are hitting up Vail tomorrow. Jim says I am going to be "blown away". I can't wait. Then I have to figure out when I'm heading up to Salt Lake and contemplating a brief stop in Steamboat for some turns and visit with old friends. My goal is to be in SLC for St. Patrick's Day with Toni at Snowbird - gotta work out the next few days...
For now we're planning on dinner at an Italian joint this evening (I feel like I've eaten Mexican for the past few days) then maybe a drink or two, and bed early. Hopefully dreaming of a little bit of POW POW. Forecast calls for 5" but you never know. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
Definitely had an awesome day kickin it doing the tourist thing. Hopefully the back will hold up.
xoxo from 10.000 ft.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
co
It's a small world after all...
Landed in Boulder - same time as the Tsunami in Japan. Craziness how devastating that is. I watched the video today (two days behind) and was overtaken with emotional sadness. My heart goes out to everyone suffering over there.
Exploring the sights with my friend Rob and his two English setters - Higgins and Dack. Henry is in his glory. Unfortunately it's been just him and I for his 19 months of existence, so playing with other pups is great for him. Took them out to Rabbit Mountain yesterday morning - nice short hike/walk, with beautiful views. Henry spotted his first horse/cowboy combo.
Floated down to town to explore Pearl Street for a few hours and met up with a friend I have not seen since good old VHS. It was great to connect - and see her. Another thank you to FB for linking people up.
Watched some hoops and dined at Oskar Blues - the Dale's Pale Ale brewery - last night. Good times.
Boulder is a very interesting place. Lots of different folks to watch. I get the Burlington vibe - which is intended - but the people are just so friendly and nice. It is shocking to me. In fact, it's very different from what I am used to. Everyone is in great physical shape too. It was beauteous yesterday - in the 60s and there were 100s of road bikers rippin it up. Rob pointed out a professional triathlete at dinner last night, and I actually learned that my friend's younger brother - from VHS - is a triathlete too. Crazy. Seems like good stuff happens here.
It's been awesome to collect myself and my mind here. I was sprawling all over the place the last few weeks. Finally starting to feel like I am putting the pieces together and making gains. I was pretty strung out - so was Henry - with saying goodbye, packing up and taking the initial leap. Now the wheels are in motion. Keeping my sights focused on what's in front of me and trying to smile as much as I can. Some guy stopped me on Pearl Street yesterday and told me I should be smiling more. Random, eh?
Heading out to see a friend from the good old Binghamton days out in Breckenridge for a couple days, then on to Utah for the long awaited reunion with Toni from UNH and celebrating some Irish holiday at Snowbird? I think it's going to be off the hook. We will see...
I almost forgot...so I'm having coffee with Rob and looking at wedding pictures and see a woman I work with at Rochester Hearing and Speech Center in Rochester. She's front and center. Turns out Rob's wife is a Hixson, and the niece of Peter Hixson, one of the best directors at RHSC - who passed away from a terrible battle with cancer a few years ago. Her dad was actually Peter's twin brother. Talk about full circle - small world.
Great hospitality out here - great time to gather my head and set off on the next leg tomorrow morning.
xoxo
Landed in Boulder - same time as the Tsunami in Japan. Craziness how devastating that is. I watched the video today (two days behind) and was overtaken with emotional sadness. My heart goes out to everyone suffering over there.
Exploring the sights with my friend Rob and his two English setters - Higgins and Dack. Henry is in his glory. Unfortunately it's been just him and I for his 19 months of existence, so playing with other pups is great for him. Took them out to Rabbit Mountain yesterday morning - nice short hike/walk, with beautiful views. Henry spotted his first horse/cowboy combo.
Floated down to town to explore Pearl Street for a few hours and met up with a friend I have not seen since good old VHS. It was great to connect - and see her. Another thank you to FB for linking people up.
Watched some hoops and dined at Oskar Blues - the Dale's Pale Ale brewery - last night. Good times.
Boulder is a very interesting place. Lots of different folks to watch. I get the Burlington vibe - which is intended - but the people are just so friendly and nice. It is shocking to me. In fact, it's very different from what I am used to. Everyone is in great physical shape too. It was beauteous yesterday - in the 60s and there were 100s of road bikers rippin it up. Rob pointed out a professional triathlete at dinner last night, and I actually learned that my friend's younger brother - from VHS - is a triathlete too. Crazy. Seems like good stuff happens here.
It's been awesome to collect myself and my mind here. I was sprawling all over the place the last few weeks. Finally starting to feel like I am putting the pieces together and making gains. I was pretty strung out - so was Henry - with saying goodbye, packing up and taking the initial leap. Now the wheels are in motion. Keeping my sights focused on what's in front of me and trying to smile as much as I can. Some guy stopped me on Pearl Street yesterday and told me I should be smiling more. Random, eh?
Heading out to see a friend from the good old Binghamton days out in Breckenridge for a couple days, then on to Utah for the long awaited reunion with Toni from UNH and celebrating some Irish holiday at Snowbird? I think it's going to be off the hook. We will see...
I almost forgot...so I'm having coffee with Rob and looking at wedding pictures and see a woman I work with at Rochester Hearing and Speech Center in Rochester. She's front and center. Turns out Rob's wife is a Hixson, and the niece of Peter Hixson, one of the best directors at RHSC - who passed away from a terrible battle with cancer a few years ago. Her dad was actually Peter's twin brother. Talk about full circle - small world.
Great hospitality out here - great time to gather my head and set off on the next leg tomorrow morning.
xoxo
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Hen Hen and AB Day #1 - Creepy
I kept waking up last night in my not-so-great hotel room in a not-so-great area in the outskirts of Chicago. I remember waking up and asking Justin, who was in the bed next to mine, "Is everything ok? Is everything ok?" It was a tough couple of days, and I realize how lucky I am. It was great to spend 10 hours with someone catching up on years of history and saying a proper goodbye. Someone to say "yes, Amanda, you can do this, you are going to be fine" in the middle of the night. I also appreciated the company and support. (Stoked we didn't kill each other crammed into my car with Henry on our laps.)I dropped him off at the airport this morning and headed west.
So, props to an extra special guy. :)
Now - about my day.
My incredibly RANDOM day.
Started out with a terrible interaction with a sketchy/weirdo cop on 88 just outside Chicago. Total CREEPER...I've told the story about 100 times today, so I just don't want to go there again - but he sent my head spinning - and let me tell you, that was the last thing I needed based on my anxiety and state of mind this morning.
Loved getting calls today from random friends checking in. You are the best. My February 2011 mix made the rotation about 20 times. I can't get enough of Florence + The Machine, as well as Phoenix. Keeping me going...
I don't want to harp on being a single female and how different it is traveling alone than with someone - but seriously the looks, the honks, the randomness from out of line truckers and fellow travelers completely freaks me out. Henry is just a little cutie, not much of a guard dog, but at least I feel a little safer with him.
Saw a billboard today that was kind of funny.
"Buy insurance for your crops. My daddy does." with a smiling adorable 10-year-old outfitted in a cowboy hat and plaid wrangler shirt. Only in Iowa. My mom went to Iowa state - after growing up in Brooklyn - so I kept wondering/thinking about her time in the cornfields.
Picked up a "country dating" publication. Actually splurged and spent $1.00 at the third rest area I saw the newspaper offered. I thought long and hard about the purchase. First visit I was like "hummmm" - second visit I tried to get a free one -third visit I actually went back to the car to get the four quarters for the machine. There has GOT to be some good stuff in there. It is buried in my car somewhere, so I have yet to dig in, but I bet it is pure entertainment. I consider it a $1 well spent.
I landed in a luxurious hotel - which is actually a suite - in Lincoln, Nebraska. Watched the sunset from the outdoor hot tub. My back has been cranking a bit - so it was a fab idea to splurge on a plush bed, hot tub, great meal, and free internet. I hope the breakfast is good in the morning.
Randomly crossed paths with the happiest bartender ever with "sweeties" all around and - get this - "yes i would absolutely LOVE to take out the garbage for you." Who really says stuff like that? I hate to jump to conclusions but think the mid-west is full of these types of friendly, nice people.
It's off to Boulder tomorrow. I hear the weather is supposed to be incredible. Might trade the comfy yoga pants in for jeans and a t-shirt so I can roll directly to happy hour with Roberto. Stoked to see him, and hopefully meet his new wife. Good times, good times.
Not sure what the ski agenda is for the next few days. Thinking Vail and Snowbird are definites. Possibly some more in Colorado and a day at Alta? Will play that by ear. St. Paddys day is set for Snowbird at this point. Catching up with Toni from UNH - a long overdue visit.
Again, praying for clear roads and fair winds. It's time to walk the pup in the parking lot and hit the hay. Hopefully tonight I won't be waking up asking the empty bed next to me "Is everything going to be ok?" I am starting to feel that it is.
Two down, one more crazy driving day left to go.
xoxo
So, props to an extra special guy. :)
Now - about my day.
My incredibly RANDOM day.
Started out with a terrible interaction with a sketchy/weirdo cop on 88 just outside Chicago. Total CREEPER...I've told the story about 100 times today, so I just don't want to go there again - but he sent my head spinning - and let me tell you, that was the last thing I needed based on my anxiety and state of mind this morning.
Loved getting calls today from random friends checking in. You are the best. My February 2011 mix made the rotation about 20 times. I can't get enough of Florence + The Machine, as well as Phoenix. Keeping me going...
I don't want to harp on being a single female and how different it is traveling alone than with someone - but seriously the looks, the honks, the randomness from out of line truckers and fellow travelers completely freaks me out. Henry is just a little cutie, not much of a guard dog, but at least I feel a little safer with him.
Saw a billboard today that was kind of funny.
"Buy insurance for your crops. My daddy does." with a smiling adorable 10-year-old outfitted in a cowboy hat and plaid wrangler shirt. Only in Iowa. My mom went to Iowa state - after growing up in Brooklyn - so I kept wondering/thinking about her time in the cornfields.
Picked up a "country dating" publication. Actually splurged and spent $1.00 at the third rest area I saw the newspaper offered. I thought long and hard about the purchase. First visit I was like "hummmm" - second visit I tried to get a free one -third visit I actually went back to the car to get the four quarters for the machine. There has GOT to be some good stuff in there. It is buried in my car somewhere, so I have yet to dig in, but I bet it is pure entertainment. I consider it a $1 well spent.
I landed in a luxurious hotel - which is actually a suite - in Lincoln, Nebraska. Watched the sunset from the outdoor hot tub. My back has been cranking a bit - so it was a fab idea to splurge on a plush bed, hot tub, great meal, and free internet. I hope the breakfast is good in the morning.
Randomly crossed paths with the happiest bartender ever with "sweeties" all around and - get this - "yes i would absolutely LOVE to take out the garbage for you." Who really says stuff like that? I hate to jump to conclusions but think the mid-west is full of these types of friendly, nice people.
It's off to Boulder tomorrow. I hear the weather is supposed to be incredible. Might trade the comfy yoga pants in for jeans and a t-shirt so I can roll directly to happy hour with Roberto. Stoked to see him, and hopefully meet his new wife. Good times, good times.
Not sure what the ski agenda is for the next few days. Thinking Vail and Snowbird are definites. Possibly some more in Colorado and a day at Alta? Will play that by ear. St. Paddys day is set for Snowbird at this point. Catching up with Toni from UNH - a long overdue visit.
Again, praying for clear roads and fair winds. It's time to walk the pup in the parking lot and hit the hay. Hopefully tonight I won't be waking up asking the empty bed next to me "Is everything going to be ok?" I am starting to feel that it is.
Two down, one more crazy driving day left to go.
xoxo
see you later
What is that saying – certain people come into your lives for certain reasons?
Some stay longer than others – and there are friends who last forever?
I feel as if I have made many friendships that will last forever as I say goodbye – or “see you later” these past few days. I shed many tears of joy and gratitude for my blessing of friends in Rochester. (And as I read that over again I realize that I sound like a religious Hallmark card.)
I feel the love. It is deep. It is real. It is sincere.
Can friendship be one of the strongest bonds between human beings? I think yes – aside from true love.
I share tears, joy, love, hardship, struggles, frustration, laughs – and maybe most importantly *time* doing all of the above with many beautiful people in my six years here. It is definitely difficult to say “see you later” to those who shape my days. I appreciate each and every one of my fabulous friends.
The open road lies ahead - unchartered waters and new horizons. Let my instinct be my guide. Let the “best is yet to be” be the first sentence in my new chapter.
Get out and live…
Xoxo
I promise the next entry will not be so sappy but thank you for sticking by my side.
Life is either a great adventure or nothing - Hellen Keller.
Some stay longer than others – and there are friends who last forever?
I feel as if I have made many friendships that will last forever as I say goodbye – or “see you later” these past few days. I shed many tears of joy and gratitude for my blessing of friends in Rochester. (And as I read that over again I realize that I sound like a religious Hallmark card.)
I feel the love. It is deep. It is real. It is sincere.
Can friendship be one of the strongest bonds between human beings? I think yes – aside from true love.
I share tears, joy, love, hardship, struggles, frustration, laughs – and maybe most importantly *time* doing all of the above with many beautiful people in my six years here. It is definitely difficult to say “see you later” to those who shape my days. I appreciate each and every one of my fabulous friends.
The open road lies ahead - unchartered waters and new horizons. Let my instinct be my guide. Let the “best is yet to be” be the first sentence in my new chapter.
Get out and live…
Xoxo
I promise the next entry will not be so sappy but thank you for sticking by my side.
Life is either a great adventure or nothing - Hellen Keller.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Mile 448
Ahh so I did it.
Currently in the tightest packed car ever making my way to the west coast. My belongings for the next adventure are with me and I am doing this. For real. True story.
I wrote last night about friendship and will post that when I get my computer back up. I am lucky to have a wonderful co-pilot this first leg to Chicago. I wouldn't have been able to get through this past week without this one.
Packed up my place in three weeks and couldn't believe how bare and lifeless it was when I checked out this morning. I definitely bring heaps of personality to my spaces. Same is true for my office after clearing six years outta there.
So now I am out on the open road...a couple fits of tears later..it is always sad to say goodbye.
Ny pa oh out of the way. Hitting up a hotel outside chi town and then a quick stop at the airport and on to nebraska in the am. I fear tomorrow will be a tough one but I am prepared for the worst...so hopefully clear roads and fair winds. Then hopefully on to boulder, Breckenridge and salt lake city. Excited to get to colorado to see friends and mountains.
Not quite sure I like this iPad typing but glad I have a few minutes to check in on the journey.
Crazy part of the day an overturned big rig in penny. Winds were off the charts.
Checking out. Chi town bound.
Xoxo
Currently in the tightest packed car ever making my way to the west coast. My belongings for the next adventure are with me and I am doing this. For real. True story.
I wrote last night about friendship and will post that when I get my computer back up. I am lucky to have a wonderful co-pilot this first leg to Chicago. I wouldn't have been able to get through this past week without this one.
Packed up my place in three weeks and couldn't believe how bare and lifeless it was when I checked out this morning. I definitely bring heaps of personality to my spaces. Same is true for my office after clearing six years outta there.
So now I am out on the open road...a couple fits of tears later..it is always sad to say goodbye.
Ny pa oh out of the way. Hitting up a hotel outside chi town and then a quick stop at the airport and on to nebraska in the am. I fear tomorrow will be a tough one but I am prepared for the worst...so hopefully clear roads and fair winds. Then hopefully on to boulder, Breckenridge and salt lake city. Excited to get to colorado to see friends and mountains.
Not quite sure I like this iPad typing but glad I have a few minutes to check in on the journey.
Crazy part of the day an overturned big rig in penny. Winds were off the charts.
Checking out. Chi town bound.
Xoxo
Friday, February 25, 2011
...the universe...
It can have its way with you. Take it or leave it - I firmly believe that fate and destiny drive life. Throw God and Karma in there and you have a whole slew of different things I often think about. Here is some gnarManda randomness for your last Friday this lovely (very snowy) month of February.
1.) No matter how much planning or preparation you put into big decisions and change, when it finally arrives you sometimes have no control over it. Something just takes over and it's as if you step on one of those movable walking paths like they have at the airport. All the planning before the decision is made hopefully ensures that you are on the right platform, but once you make the decision you are guided by the rolling floor towards your destination.
2.) Why is it that everything happens all at once? I am looking for a car. It takes a month, but I find a car. I am looking for a job out west. I get a job offer for job out west the same week. I have been trying to branch out and meet new dudes to date but thought I devoured the fruit from my massive friend tree. I meet someone that is tall, handsome and has similar interests (and from what I gather similar future goals) ALL in the same week. When it rains it pours. Ladies and gentlemen I have experienced bucket loads this month. WOW.
3.) I am packing up my belongings and trying to simplify my life. I have given away oodles of items and hope my "special" items that I passed along to friends actually serve as a reminder of me when I am gone. It feels good to purge.
4.) Craigslist is kind of a pain in the ass. Or maybe just the people on craigslist. I've posted most of my items online. I've had many flakers (people that don't show even when they confirm appointment and I boogie my ass on home during random hours to show them around) annoying bargain hunters (yes it is scratched - that is why it is only $40 and not $140) and then you get the random oops I forgot it was $30 I am so sorry - but I only have $26 on me - will you still take it? And of course the random sob story - older woman who was delighted to find a twin bed and frame for only $35 (gasp) who told me it was for her new foster boy as her older biker boyfriend was hauling it out my front door.
5.) Indulgence should be my word of February. I have been eating like a queen. I can admit it. I think there are fantastic places to eat great food here in Rochester. I am going to miss it. So, of course I have my mental list and have to eat all Rochester-like foods "one last time" without counting calories, of course. Chicken French - CHECK. Pad Thai from Thai Taste - CHECK. Braised Short Ribs from both Good Luck and Wegman's NextDoor Bar and Grill - CHECK. General Tsao's from New Number 1 (staple office Chinese) - DOUBLE CHECK. The list continues to go on and on and on and on...
6.) Piggybacking Indulgence comes stress= little exercise. I was all about cross country cardio last month, and hitting up the machines at Midtown Athletic Club to get my endurance up for my ski trip. Well, packing up an entire two bedroom apartment has taken over, and my puppy has also suffered. I guess he's not even a puppy anymore. He is 17 months. He is not happy with me right now. He is not happy to see piles of boxes and furniture disappearing daily. He is also not happy The Barker's Barber shaved him down to the lowest setting. He is a skinny, slippery, great smelling dog now. But Henry B. is not happy.
7.) I was shocked to hear my girlfriends have never heard of using a road atlas. I am old school. I have one and have always had one (at the suggestion of my always knowing mother) on hand just in case I wander off my path. This week before bed I flipped through the pages plotting out my route to California. Sure, flipping through the pages was not as convenient as listening to Jane from Australia or England tell you which way to turn, but I enjoy feeling the paper at my fingertips as well as seeing the big picture. It also scared the crap out of me to think about the journey ahead of me. But when I shared this with my girlfriends at dinner it made me think about how much has changed in the past five years. And, yes, I reassured them that I do not want a navigation system for my trip. I am planning to go to AAA for my trip tik tomorrow.
So there are seven recent things for this lady.
And here's my quote. This was given to me by a cousin-in-law a few years ago.
"Sometimes when you're ready for a change, and you kind of know it but won't admit it, when it comes, not only are you surprise, but it hurts. Yeah I know that doesn't help much, unless you remember the "ready" part. Because there is simply no change that might ever transpire in time and space that happens before you're fully able to use it for your own growth and glory. Love watching you create," The Universe.
1.) No matter how much planning or preparation you put into big decisions and change, when it finally arrives you sometimes have no control over it. Something just takes over and it's as if you step on one of those movable walking paths like they have at the airport. All the planning before the decision is made hopefully ensures that you are on the right platform, but once you make the decision you are guided by the rolling floor towards your destination.
2.) Why is it that everything happens all at once? I am looking for a car. It takes a month, but I find a car. I am looking for a job out west. I get a job offer for job out west the same week. I have been trying to branch out and meet new dudes to date but thought I devoured the fruit from my massive friend tree. I meet someone that is tall, handsome and has similar interests (and from what I gather similar future goals) ALL in the same week. When it rains it pours. Ladies and gentlemen I have experienced bucket loads this month. WOW.
3.) I am packing up my belongings and trying to simplify my life. I have given away oodles of items and hope my "special" items that I passed along to friends actually serve as a reminder of me when I am gone. It feels good to purge.
4.) Craigslist is kind of a pain in the ass. Or maybe just the people on craigslist. I've posted most of my items online. I've had many flakers (people that don't show even when they confirm appointment and I boogie my ass on home during random hours to show them around) annoying bargain hunters (yes it is scratched - that is why it is only $40 and not $140) and then you get the random oops I forgot it was $30 I am so sorry - but I only have $26 on me - will you still take it? And of course the random sob story - older woman who was delighted to find a twin bed and frame for only $35 (gasp) who told me it was for her new foster boy as her older biker boyfriend was hauling it out my front door.
5.) Indulgence should be my word of February. I have been eating like a queen. I can admit it. I think there are fantastic places to eat great food here in Rochester. I am going to miss it. So, of course I have my mental list and have to eat all Rochester-like foods "one last time" without counting calories, of course. Chicken French - CHECK. Pad Thai from Thai Taste - CHECK. Braised Short Ribs from both Good Luck and Wegman's NextDoor Bar and Grill - CHECK. General Tsao's from New Number 1 (staple office Chinese) - DOUBLE CHECK. The list continues to go on and on and on and on...
6.) Piggybacking Indulgence comes stress= little exercise. I was all about cross country cardio last month, and hitting up the machines at Midtown Athletic Club to get my endurance up for my ski trip. Well, packing up an entire two bedroom apartment has taken over, and my puppy has also suffered. I guess he's not even a puppy anymore. He is 17 months. He is not happy with me right now. He is not happy to see piles of boxes and furniture disappearing daily. He is also not happy The Barker's Barber shaved him down to the lowest setting. He is a skinny, slippery, great smelling dog now. But Henry B. is not happy.
7.) I was shocked to hear my girlfriends have never heard of using a road atlas. I am old school. I have one and have always had one (at the suggestion of my always knowing mother) on hand just in case I wander off my path. This week before bed I flipped through the pages plotting out my route to California. Sure, flipping through the pages was not as convenient as listening to Jane from Australia or England tell you which way to turn, but I enjoy feeling the paper at my fingertips as well as seeing the big picture. It also scared the crap out of me to think about the journey ahead of me. But when I shared this with my girlfriends at dinner it made me think about how much has changed in the past five years. And, yes, I reassured them that I do not want a navigation system for my trip. I am planning to go to AAA for my trip tik tomorrow.
So there are seven recent things for this lady.
And here's my quote. This was given to me by a cousin-in-law a few years ago.
"Sometimes when you're ready for a change, and you kind of know it but won't admit it, when it comes, not only are you surprise, but it hurts. Yeah I know that doesn't help much, unless you remember the "ready" part. Because there is simply no change that might ever transpire in time and space that happens before you're fully able to use it for your own growth and glory. Love watching you create," The Universe.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
head.spinning.off
Desperate times call for desperate measures...
A change is going to come, folks. A change is going to come!
Just a slice of my Saturday morning.
When it rains, it pours and when things are supposed to happen, they just do.
Wow.
My.head.is.spinning...
A change is going to come, folks. A change is going to come!
Just a slice of my Saturday morning.
When it rains, it pours and when things are supposed to happen, they just do.
Wow.
My.head.is.spinning...
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
music.that.moves.me
My 2010-2011 winter playlist:
Billy Brag & Wilco - California Stars
Beirut - Nantes
Chairlift - Bruises
Muse - Starlight
Grizzly Bear - Two Weeks
Mike Posner - Please Don't Go
Florence + The Machine - Cosmic Love & Dog Days Are Over
The XX - Islands
Iron & Wine - Me and Lazarus
Arcade Fire - The Suburbs
Greg Laswell - Comes & Goes
Vampire Weekend - Run
Ingrid Michaelson - Parachute
Keane - Clear Skies
Talking Heads - This Must be the Place
Ok Go - End Love
Interpol - Evil
Beach House - Zebra
Miike Snow - Black & Blue
Mumford & Sons - Thistles & Weeds
Billy Brag & Wilco - California Stars
Beirut - Nantes
Chairlift - Bruises
Muse - Starlight
Grizzly Bear - Two Weeks
Mike Posner - Please Don't Go
Florence + The Machine - Cosmic Love & Dog Days Are Over
The XX - Islands
Iron & Wine - Me and Lazarus
Arcade Fire - The Suburbs
Greg Laswell - Comes & Goes
Vampire Weekend - Run
Ingrid Michaelson - Parachute
Keane - Clear Skies
Talking Heads - This Must be the Place
Ok Go - End Love
Interpol - Evil
Beach House - Zebra
Miike Snow - Black & Blue
Mumford & Sons - Thistles & Weeds
Friday, February 4, 2011
ruf - def - dunc
I went to the doctor for my annual physical this week (sidebar - it had been four years since my last physical with my doctor) but it seems as if all is healthy for this gal. I saw a magazine on the rack with a quote I wanted to share.
"I never think of the future. It comes soon enough." - Albert Einstein
You never know what is around the next turn. I am incredibly grateful for my health. I have some friends who are going through difficult times with sick parents and caring for family members that need a little extra TLC. I feel blessed and lucky... hugs all around to those who are not so lucky right now.
Random encounters are usually one of my favorite things.
I network a lot for my job, so I avoid the scene with my friends or during my "off time" but last week I caved. I decided to give it the good old college try and made plans to attend a networking event at our local art museum. My draw - the art museum - a secret gem I have yet to visit in my six years here.
What happened? Well, a last minute pre-game is what happened...cocktails and giddy girlfriends...resulted in a later-than-planned departure and extremely tardy arrival to said networking event. No artwork viewing...just a few more random run-ins with faces from the past. Topped off with an impromptu "genius" dinner party suggestion at a great restaurant around the corner.
Hodgepodge of guests and table for six first, which grew into nine. (The most random combination of people.) Those gathered around the table could have never planned the encounter. (Let me elaborate that our original group probably would have not attempted to pull together this dinner table had we been in a different state of mind - but again, randomness - and voila it happens.) I have chosen not to dissect the intricate details of that evening but rather coined it "weirdest dinner dynamic EVER." Sorry to disappoint you, but also glad to adhere to the wishes of those involved. You just had to be there...
So I write to say I guess my randomness sometimes backfires. And the overlap and tunnel sharing in the ROC can be too close for comfort in my eyes.
The blog title is catchy though. It was the best personal quote of the evening relating to my personal web of conversations - Ruf (an old flame) Def (flashback to Def Leppard/Bryan Adams concert in 05) and Dunc (memories of my evening with Duncan Sheik). Somebody helped me connect those dots which made for a fit of laughs and thoughts on my drive into work the next morning.
I have a small set back with losing my free wireless connection at home, so I my updates are not as frequent as I hoped. I'm also working on my February 2011 playlist to share with you. I have been stalking some really great music blogs and have some great stuff to share.
Let's keep today positive and remind ourselves to never think of the future because it comes soon enough. :)
"I never think of the future. It comes soon enough." - Albert Einstein
You never know what is around the next turn. I am incredibly grateful for my health. I have some friends who are going through difficult times with sick parents and caring for family members that need a little extra TLC. I feel blessed and lucky... hugs all around to those who are not so lucky right now.
Random encounters are usually one of my favorite things.
I network a lot for my job, so I avoid the scene with my friends or during my "off time" but last week I caved. I decided to give it the good old college try and made plans to attend a networking event at our local art museum. My draw - the art museum - a secret gem I have yet to visit in my six years here.
What happened? Well, a last minute pre-game is what happened...cocktails and giddy girlfriends...resulted in a later-than-planned departure and extremely tardy arrival to said networking event. No artwork viewing...just a few more random run-ins with faces from the past. Topped off with an impromptu "genius" dinner party suggestion at a great restaurant around the corner.
Hodgepodge of guests and table for six first, which grew into nine. (The most random combination of people.) Those gathered around the table could have never planned the encounter. (Let me elaborate that our original group probably would have not attempted to pull together this dinner table had we been in a different state of mind - but again, randomness - and voila it happens.) I have chosen not to dissect the intricate details of that evening but rather coined it "weirdest dinner dynamic EVER." Sorry to disappoint you, but also glad to adhere to the wishes of those involved. You just had to be there...
So I write to say I guess my randomness sometimes backfires. And the overlap and tunnel sharing in the ROC can be too close for comfort in my eyes.
The blog title is catchy though. It was the best personal quote of the evening relating to my personal web of conversations - Ruf (an old flame) Def (flashback to Def Leppard/Bryan Adams concert in 05) and Dunc (memories of my evening with Duncan Sheik). Somebody helped me connect those dots which made for a fit of laughs and thoughts on my drive into work the next morning.
I have a small set back with losing my free wireless connection at home, so I my updates are not as frequent as I hoped. I'm also working on my February 2011 playlist to share with you. I have been stalking some really great music blogs and have some great stuff to share.
Let's keep today positive and remind ourselves to never think of the future because it comes soon enough. :)
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
dreams -- to follow or not to follow --
I have been thinking lately about how my dreams have changed through different periods of my life. I'm not talking about what happens when I sleep - I took a dream analysis course in college and will probably touch on that later at some point - but dreams as in what you imagine your life to be.
When I was young all I wanted to be was older. I wanted to be a teenager with a late curfew with a bad ass boyfriend. I never wanted to ride ponies or be a beauty queen.
In high school my dream was to go on Phish tour, but I never did. I saw plenty of shows, but never did the full tour. I have been wondering lately if I would be different today had I gone on tour as a 16 year old. Who knows...
I stayed on track, worked summer jobs to save money and went immediately to a four year University to get my degree.
In college, and I guess since then, I thought a lot about settling down. Planning the fairy tale wedding, finding someone to be with, and fulfilling the "white picket fence" dream. That lasted for a long time.
Now I feel as if the rug has been pulled out from under me and I am hovering over the spot where I have to choose to land and set off running. I have circled back?
This dream is painted with rugged mountains, endless stars, float trips, camping, sunsets and exploration. This is my dream. I experienced an unbelievable ah hah moment driving down Curtis Canyon on a trip out to Jackson Hole in August. It was one of those days you read about - sunny and absolutely beauteous. We hiked up to a beatiful glacier lake and it was what I call a "decompression day". (On all of my trips out to Jackson it takes me a little bit of time to adjust to the nature and lifestyle of the place. The beauty is overwhelming and the pace is much more relaxed and slower than the hustle and bustle of east coast livin'.)
I was sweaty from hiking and exhausted. As I kicked back in the passenger seat I looked across the valley to The Grand in the distance and something inside me shifted. Eddie Vedder was crooning one of his Into the Wild songs and THE moment grabbed me. This is now. This is here. This is it. And then a joyous giggle, expansive smile and internal calmness escaped me. Contentment. Purity. Simplicity. Happiness. My universe shifted and I remember the minute it did.
So now, I think my dreams are showing and guiding me to new places. A different focus from all things Amanda. Amanda thus far has constantly included roadmaps, travel vouchers, hotel reservations and concierge service. I have been wondering if my sleeping bag, bathing suit, headlamp, hiking shoes and journal are enough. Do I need to be set free?
Every dollar counts. And every morning hurts. We mostly work to live. Until we live to work. She said "you know there's nowhere else to go" but changing roles it struck me that the two of us could run." ~ Vampire Weekend
So mapping out my dream timeline:
Childhood - dream to be older
High School - dream to be free
College - dream to be married
20s - dream to be married
30s - dream to be free
It makes me smile to think of change and dreams in such simplistic ways.
I was offered a wonderful piece of advice last week.
Following your dreams is the most responsible thing you can ever do.
Thanks, it is definitely not an easy thing to do. But I am getting closer to finding my landing pad and setting off to run...
When I was young all I wanted to be was older. I wanted to be a teenager with a late curfew with a bad ass boyfriend. I never wanted to ride ponies or be a beauty queen.
In high school my dream was to go on Phish tour, but I never did. I saw plenty of shows, but never did the full tour. I have been wondering lately if I would be different today had I gone on tour as a 16 year old. Who knows...
I stayed on track, worked summer jobs to save money and went immediately to a four year University to get my degree.
In college, and I guess since then, I thought a lot about settling down. Planning the fairy tale wedding, finding someone to be with, and fulfilling the "white picket fence" dream. That lasted for a long time.
Now I feel as if the rug has been pulled out from under me and I am hovering over the spot where I have to choose to land and set off running. I have circled back?
This dream is painted with rugged mountains, endless stars, float trips, camping, sunsets and exploration. This is my dream. I experienced an unbelievable ah hah moment driving down Curtis Canyon on a trip out to Jackson Hole in August. It was one of those days you read about - sunny and absolutely beauteous. We hiked up to a beatiful glacier lake and it was what I call a "decompression day". (On all of my trips out to Jackson it takes me a little bit of time to adjust to the nature and lifestyle of the place. The beauty is overwhelming and the pace is much more relaxed and slower than the hustle and bustle of east coast livin'.)
I was sweaty from hiking and exhausted. As I kicked back in the passenger seat I looked across the valley to The Grand in the distance and something inside me shifted. Eddie Vedder was crooning one of his Into the Wild songs and THE moment grabbed me. This is now. This is here. This is it. And then a joyous giggle, expansive smile and internal calmness escaped me. Contentment. Purity. Simplicity. Happiness. My universe shifted and I remember the minute it did.
So now, I think my dreams are showing and guiding me to new places. A different focus from all things Amanda. Amanda thus far has constantly included roadmaps, travel vouchers, hotel reservations and concierge service. I have been wondering if my sleeping bag, bathing suit, headlamp, hiking shoes and journal are enough. Do I need to be set free?
Every dollar counts. And every morning hurts. We mostly work to live. Until we live to work. She said "you know there's nowhere else to go" but changing roles it struck me that the two of us could run." ~ Vampire Weekend
So mapping out my dream timeline:
Childhood - dream to be older
High School - dream to be free
College - dream to be married
20s - dream to be married
30s - dream to be free
It makes me smile to think of change and dreams in such simplistic ways.
I was offered a wonderful piece of advice last week.
Following your dreams is the most responsible thing you can ever do.
Thanks, it is definitely not an easy thing to do. But I am getting closer to finding my landing pad and setting off to run...
Monday, January 24, 2011
all things gnarManda
Breaking the ice. Am I really borrowing one of my favorite facebook fwd exercises as the start to this brand spankin' new blog? The token: get to know your friends better by listing things about yourself, tagging them, then ask them to do the same and tag you back?
Yes, I am.
But I'm not tagging anyone, nor am I asking anyone to reciprocate.
Two years ago I compiled that list and enjoyed it. Tonight, as I sit freezing my butt off (it's been the coldest day on record in the good old Roc) I compile an abbreviated list as my first entry. My girlfriends have offered advice for my recent spewing of words and new ideas:Write it all down. Well here goes.
10 things gnarManda:
1.) I seek inspiration everywhere. I strive to live a rich, fulfilling life where I am constantly inspired and challenged, but content.
2.) I am obsessed with movies. I enjoy them because I get to escape into another world for a few hours.
3.) I am a music junkie. I live to find new music that moves me and I connect with. I make kick ass mixes and love trading music.
4.) I appreciate cold winter evenings surrounded by swirling snowflakes silently falling on tall pine trees. Nights like that make me smile.
5.) Laughter IS the best medicine - for anything and everything. You laugh until you cry. You cry until you laugh. *
6.) Eyes are the windows to your soul and are my favorite by far...
7.) Someone recently told me you live here now, not there. live where you are. I am still thinking that through, but that perspective is very fitting for me in this moment.
8.) I often wonder why I am here. Where is my place? How do I be my own best self?
9.) Skiers are my weakness. So are Happy Meals, PBR cans, superb bedding and vanilla soft serve.
10.) I believe in ah hah moments, love at first sight, fate, destiny, Karma, the notion that things happen as they should and random encounters might not actually be so random.
So, that's a little gnarManda spice for ya. There will be plenty more. In unexplainable directions of randomness.
Night.
* This is how it works. You're young until you're not. You love until you don't. You try until you can't. You laugh until you cry. You cry until you laugh. And everyone must breathe until their dying breath. ~ On the Radio - Regina Spektor
Yes, I am.
But I'm not tagging anyone, nor am I asking anyone to reciprocate.
Two years ago I compiled that list and enjoyed it. Tonight, as I sit freezing my butt off (it's been the coldest day on record in the good old Roc) I compile an abbreviated list as my first entry. My girlfriends have offered advice for my recent spewing of words and new ideas:Write it all down. Well here goes.
10 things gnarManda:
1.) I seek inspiration everywhere. I strive to live a rich, fulfilling life where I am constantly inspired and challenged, but content.
2.) I am obsessed with movies. I enjoy them because I get to escape into another world for a few hours.
3.) I am a music junkie. I live to find new music that moves me and I connect with. I make kick ass mixes and love trading music.
4.) I appreciate cold winter evenings surrounded by swirling snowflakes silently falling on tall pine trees. Nights like that make me smile.
5.) Laughter IS the best medicine - for anything and everything. You laugh until you cry. You cry until you laugh. *
6.) Eyes are the windows to your soul and are my favorite by far...
7.) Someone recently told me you live here now, not there. live where you are. I am still thinking that through, but that perspective is very fitting for me in this moment.
8.) I often wonder why I am here. Where is my place? How do I be my own best self?
9.) Skiers are my weakness. So are Happy Meals, PBR cans, superb bedding and vanilla soft serve.
10.) I believe in ah hah moments, love at first sight, fate, destiny, Karma, the notion that things happen as they should and random encounters might not actually be so random.
So, that's a little gnarManda spice for ya. There will be plenty more. In unexplainable directions of randomness.
Night.
* This is how it works. You're young until you're not. You love until you don't. You try until you can't. You laugh until you cry. You cry until you laugh. And everyone must breathe until their dying breath. ~ On the Radio - Regina Spektor
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