Thursday, December 17, 2009

Christmas Time!

"Christmas time! The man must be a misanthrope indeed, in whose breast something like a jovial feeling is not roused-in whose mind some pleasant associations are not awakened-by the recurrence of Christmas. There are people who will tell you that Christmas is not to them what it used to be....Never heed such dismal reminiscences. There are few men who have lived long enough in the world, who cannot call up such thoughts any day in the year. Then do not select the merriest of the three hundred and sixty-five, for your doleful recollections, but draw your chair nearer the blazing fire-fill the glass and send round the song...and thank God it's no worse....Reflect upon your present blessings-of which every man has many-not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some. Fill your glass again, with a merry face and contented heart. Our life on it, but your Christmas shall be merry, and your new year a happy one!" -Charles Dickens

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Jr. High Time

Astronerd started junior high! The locker worked, school lunch was "good",and no students were trampled in the fray. A good day.

Friday, June 19, 2009

A Most Excellent Loaf

I have been on a bread making binge lately. Buns, regular white bread, self-ground whole wheat bread and most recently, this no-knead bread recipe. It is SUPER easy to make. I made four changes to the recipe though: 1. I use 1.5 cups of water; 2. I don't use a towel under the bread, but piece of wax paper with a tiny bit of Pam sprayed on it and then cover the Pam with some flour (I was having trouble with dough sticking to the towel); 3. I don't bake it for an additional 15-30 minutes with the lid off, but about 10 and 4. I put the pan on a heavy cookie sheet to help moderate the bottom temperature. Also, the bread is better if you let it rise more toward 18 hours rather than 12. I cooked mine in a Le Creuset 3.5 quart risotto pan (looks like a wider, shallower dutch oven) and it worked perfectly.

I am known for many things and cooking isn't one of them. But I do think the loaf above does look yummy.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Friday, June 12, 2009

Kelly Clarkson Concert

I took B, Astronerd and Astronerd's friend to a Kelly Clarkson concert. The line to get in was I would estimate a half-mile long. I thought I would be hard pressed to recognize any of her songs when in fact, I was familiar with many of them. It started raining at the beginning of her performance and I took these pictures of the rainbows behind the stage.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Unwanted Laundry Aide

I hate folding laundry and always appreciate any help I can get in folding clothes. But when the above critter showed up in my clean laundry yesterday, I felt more comfortable folding clothes without its help. Besides, its limbs are too short to help me fold sheets.

I have no idea what type of bug this is, but it is cool looking with its rough, sandy colored flat shell. I just don't like it in my clothes basket. It did have the sense to hang around in the clean clothes rather than the dirty ones.

I took its picture to a meeting I attended, hoping someone could ID the bug. One person said it looks like what he calls a type of June bug. Another said he had no idea what it is, but he bet they don't travel alone (yikes!). So its picture is being sent to an entomologist for identification.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Sittin' Susan

See the bird in the picture? That is Susan, a nesting robin that has taken up residence in one of our trees. Astronerd first noticed Susan and thus named her. I understand a baby shower is in the works.

We have two apple trees and each is beloved to FHA. Every spring he carefully prunes the branches and faithfully sprays the trees through the summer. In the fall, we always get lots of yummy red and golden delicious apples and FHA starts cranking out the apple crisp. I am getting hungry just typing this.

Susan presents a problem. The problem is Susan is sitting in the middle of our golden delicious tree, much to FHA's dismay. If you look carefully, she has almost incorporated an apple into her nest. Eviction was out of the question, according to Astronerd. FHA agreed to let Susan stay through this clutch of babies. He is carefully spraying (far away from Susan-it is a wide tree) so we will get some worm-free apples.

Astronerd is excited to see the baby birds, but I am pretty sure she isn't any more excited than FHA. Different reasons, of course.

Friday, June 5, 2009

Watching Out For The Wolf (and this Little Red)

Today I am heading out for the Bonneville Cycling Club's Little Red Riding Hood ride. Me and 2599 other women will be pedaling through Cache Valley tomorrow. Should be lots of fun and I hope it doesn't hail on we riders like it did last year. While I am glad I always wear a helmet while riding, I was really glad to be wearing one when it hailed. Nothing like the "tat tat tat" of the hailstones on one's head.

The picture above is the Little Red Riding Hood that usually shows up for the event. I wonder if she has shaved her beard this year.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Heber Valley Ride

My friend, E, invited me to ride the bike course she will be taking when she competes in the Battle At Midway triathlon on the 13th. I have always wanted to ride around Heber Valley and E is good company, so I took her up on it. We decided to start at Soldier Hollow, site of some of the 2002 Winter Olympic events. As we drove up the hill to the lodge, E said how nice it will be "warm up" going downhill. All I could think about is how I was going to have to go back up the hill on the return trip. Remember, what goes down, must go up.

We rode for 20 miles and had a fun time. We accidentally ended up in downtown Heber-but don't blame our navigational skills, but blame the missing street sign. My favorite part was the hilliest part of the ride. Not because it was hilly, but it took us to the base of the mountains. I saw some feeding deer and lots of birds. I also like riding through the country, looking at the feeding horses, cows and sheep. Drivers were courteous, traffic was light and dogs were leashed. That makes for a very good ride.

By the way, I did suffer going back up to Soldier Hollow, but not nearly as badly as I thought I would.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Tri Tri Tri

My one and only triathlon of the season is this Saturday. I am running for re-election so all my time and competitive juices are being temporarily refocused, except for this tri. Anyway, it is a really fun, women only tri. I like the fact it is located 15 minutes away so I can get up at 6 rather than 4 am. I've got the bike and swim part down, but know I will suffer on the run. But I will have fun while I suffer!

This tri is particularly fun because for many of the participants, it is their very first tri. There is an energy there that's hard to find anywhere else. Bikes racked, running and bike shoes in little rows, towels and water bottles to clean feet after getting to transition after the swim, etc. One year I stored my sunglasses in my bike shoes and forgot they were there when I went to put on my shoes. Don't do that. Another time, at a run-bike-swim tri, I forgot to take my bike helmet off. Fortunately, I caught the error before getting in the water.

Tri participants have one's age is written on the back of one's calf. I love it when I see a "6" or "7" as the first digit on someone's calf, even if they are passing me. I want to be participating in tris when I am that age.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Flower Power

Yay! A beautiful Saturday morning. While I am thankful for all rain/snow my community has received, it is nice to have good weather.

Planting time. I bought window boxes for Astronerd and B and we are going to get them planted today! Our family decided to plant flower boxes but hasn't decided on the exact location. They will either be on the brick ledge abutting the windows or on a shelf installed below the windows. Maybe if we get them all ready FHA (who is away on a scout campout) will be convinced to install window box shelves below the windows (he doesn't want to drill brick). A cunning plan. Or we may end up with low, flat planters on the ground. . .

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Farewell, School Lunch

I cannot believe it, but my youngest is about finished with the elementary school experience. Hello junior high! I approach this with mixed feelings and so does my youngest.

One of my favorite things to do over all my kids' elementary school years is to meet them for school lunch once each week. I would pick "pizza day", the day when a pizza business would supply the day's lunch. I would get lunch and eat it with my kids. Lately, I have foregone purchasing an actual lunch but show up at lunchtime and visit. I meet their friends and we laugh, tease and talk. I have loved it. My kids' friends all know me and greet me when I see them. I learn about their lives too. I know my kids have loved it because I see how their faces would light up when we met up in the lunchroom. I have been doing this for twelve years.

At the end of elementary school, I have asked each of my kids if they would like me to continue to come for lunch, but at the junior high. Each has thought that maybe it is time for solo lunch eating. I wonder why? I am sure junior high lunchrooms are packed with mothers eating lunch with their children. If they are not, they should be. However, I will honor my growing kid's request, not attend junior high lunch and quietly mourn the passing of school lunch day. But I still reserve the right to show up if I am bringing lunch from a cool restaurant.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Lord of the Dance

I just got back from a wonderful Utah Baroque Ensemble concert at my church. A lot of the concert was in Latin and German (with translations). There is nothing like live music to lift the soul. UBE also sang one of my favorites: Lord of the Dance.

Lord of the Dance

I danced in the morning when the world was young
I danced in the moon and the stars and the sun
I came down from heaven and I danced on the earth
At Bethlehem I had my birth

Dance, dance, wherever you may be
I am the lord of the dance, said he
And I lead you all, wherever you may be
And I lead you all in the dance, said he

I danced for the scribes and the Pharisees
They wouldn't dance, they wouldn't follow me
I danced for the fishermen James and John
They came with me so the dance went on

Dance, dance, wherever you may be
I am the lord of the dance, said he
And I lead you all, wherever you may be
And I lead you all in the dance, said he

I danced on the Sabbath and I cured the lame
The holy people said it was a shame
They ripped, they stripped, they hung me high
Left me there on the cross to die

Dance, dance, wherever you may be
I am the lord of the dance, said he
And I lead you all, wherever you may be
And I lead you all in the dance, said he

I danced on a Friday when the world turned black
It's hard to dance with the devil on your back
They buried my body, they thought I was gone
But I am the dance, and the dance goes on

Dance, dance, wherever you may be
I am the lord of the dance, said he
And I lead you all, wherever you may be
And I lead you all in the dance, said he

They cut me down and I leapt up high
I am the life that will never, never die
I'll live in you if you'll live in me
I am the Lord of the dance, said he

Dance, dance, wherever you may be
I am the lord of the dance, said he
And I lead you all, wherever you may be
And I lead you all in the dance, said he

Saturday, April 25, 2009

My Grandmother's Sewing Machine

Today my cousin dropped off a sewing machine that has sat unused for the last 25 years. It belonged to my grandmother, who was an expert seamstress. The little, plucky Singer 401a circa 1960 looked a little dusty, but not too bad for its age. Its cabinet top looks a little bit rougher. The button holer's case looks like a pink spaceship. I saw on eBay I could sell the accessory case and owner's manual for as much as the machine. Hmmmm.

Ebay is not in this machine's future. I am going to try and find a good home for it so it can continue its life's journey. I realize the machine isn't alive, but the memories I have of its use are. My mother (an expert seamstress in her own right) hemming music camp clothes for me while on vacation at Grandmother's. My grandmother making my sister and I lined bathrobes for Christmas. In the middle of summer, while visiting, I would have to close my eyes and try on the "present". Grandmother would fit the robe to me, take it off and tell me to open my eyes. While I don't fit in it anymore, I still have that robe. My cousin remembers the Christmas Eve pajamas Grandmother would make for her and her siblings. They, too, would have to keep eyes closed. My cousin had to wear gloves the one time Grandmother made a velvet dress for her, so she wouldn't know the type of dress fabric being used.

Grandmother has been gone for 25 years, B and I each have our own machines and so it is time for this machine to find a new, loving home. Maybe I ought to include a blindfold.

UPDATE: The machine has found a new home. Its new owner is a dear friend, an excellent seamstress and is very excited to have a new vintage Singer.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Mooning Ducks and Little Streams

It is that time of year to finally get Fatty Lumpkin out and on the road. Here are a couple of pictures from yesterday's ride.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Hometown Hero

I don't get to a movie theater too often, maybe twice a year. I am going to go see Monsters vs Aliens . Today I read that my hometown is featured in the movie as the hometown of one of the "Monsters". It is my understanding from an article in the Modesto Bee while the above scene isn't in the movie, it does feature Modesto's beloved arch.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Music Appreciation

I play the piano for our church congregation's children's "Sunday school". I was getting ready to play when a 3 year old boy, E, came and stood right next to the piano bench. "Why do you play the piano?" he asked. "To help you have a nice time in here." I replied. E then ran back to his seat. I played a song then looked to my right. E was standing next to me again. "That was good" he said and he ran back to his seat. I played a couple of other songs and looked to my right and there was E, yet again. "That was really good." he said and ran back to his seat. This happened a few more times. It made my day.

Friday, March 20, 2009

An Obituary and a Memory

This past week, I read the obituary section of the newspaper. Like my father-in-law says, one reads it to make sure one isn't in it. I came across an obituary of someone from our family's past.

Years ago, FHA and I were looking for student housing. We wanted to live in the same neighborhood we were in before housesitting for the summer. We found the perfect apartment: 2 bedroom, clean, well-maintained, upstairs with a washer and dryer in the apartment. The rent was affordable, but the trouble was we were so broke we didn't have enough money for a deposit and lacked significant steady work. The only money we had was from FHA's part time job (even though he wasn't supposed to be working while in law school) and a relatively small student loan. I had just lost my paid internship in the organization's budget cuts.

J was a smart, astute woman. And shrewd, in a good way, though. She would collect the rent in person on the first. This way, she could see how things were with each renter. She had been a widow and I believe she owned the apartment complex before marrying her second husband, A, who was a kind, quiet man. A would always accompany J on her monthly visits and would work hard maintaining the apartments.

We told her we really wanted to live there, but had one part-time job. We were anticipating another small student loan and told her if she rented to us we always pay rent.

J could have said no because we didn't have a significant income source. She could have said no because we didn't have money for a deposit. But she said yes. She said since FHA was studying law, she knew FHA had to have integrity to be in law school and we would be people who would be honest in our dealings with her. She took a leap of faith with us and we didn't let her down. We rented that terrific apartment for five years, never missing a payment or having to ask for help. J appreciated those we referred to her as well.

J died several years ago and I thought about this story then, but recently it was my reading A's obituary that made me think again about taking a leap of faith in trusting another's character.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

What would YOU say to cancer?

I found the following video on Fat Cyclist's site.

It is very powerful. I have friends battling cancer and I have a few words to say to it too.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The Ultimate Bonk!

I have bonked. I was riding my bike when it happened and it was awful. To use a Bob Roll term, I was glued to the ground. No matter how hard I pedaled, I hardly moved.

What is bonking? It is slang for hypoglycemia and happens when one doesn't continue to fuel while riding. Therefore, the blood sugar tank is very empty. Muscle and brain function can be impaired. This last week in the Paris-Nice race, yellow jersey leader Alberto Contador bonked on the next to last day and it cost him the race.

Other creatures bonk too, I have learned. I read about a little guy today and his was a life or death bonk. Fortunately, it all works out for him. Read about him here.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation!
All ye who hear, now to His temple draw near;
Praise Him in glad adoration.

Praise to the Lord, who over all things so wondrously reigneth,
Shelters thee under His wings, yea, so gently sustaineth!
Hast thou not seen how thy desires ever have been
Granted in what He ordaineth?

Praise to the Lord, who hath fearfully, wondrously, made thee;
Health hath vouchsafed and, when heedlessly falling, hath stayed thee.
What need or grief ever hath failed of relief?
Wings of His mercy did shade thee.

Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee;
Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee.
Ponder anew what the Almighty can do,
If with His love He befriend thee.

Praise to the Lord, who, when tempests their warfare are waging,
Who, when the elements madly around thee are raging,
Biddeth them cease, turneth their fury to peace,
Whirlwinds and waters assuaging.

Praise to the Lord, who, when darkness of sin is abounding,
Who, when the godless do triumph, all virtue confounding,
Sheddeth His light, chaseth the horrors of night,
Saints with His mercy surrounding.

Praise to the Lord, O let all that is in me adore Him!
All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him.
Let the Amen sound from His people again,
Gladly for aye we adore Him.

Words: Jo­ach­im Ne­an­der, in A und Ω Glaub- und Lieb­es­ü­bung (Stras­lund: 1680); trans­lat­ed from Ger­man to Eng­lish by Cath­er­ine Wink­worth, 1863.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Family, Rain, Blossoms and Cycling!

Just got back from a trip to CA to visit family. We coincided our visit with the Amgen Tour of California. FHA and I went to the Prologue in Sacramento and then Astronerd joined us for Stage 3. It rained. And rained. And rained some more. Then the weather became sunny and warm when we left. I don't know how to watch a bike race in good weather! It was a lot of fun and I hope to post pictures soon.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

How Firm A Foundation

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word!
What more can He say than to you He hath said,
You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled?

In every condition, in sickness, in health;
In poverty’s vale, or abounding in wealth;
At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea,
As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be.

Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed,
For I am thy God and will still give thee aid;
I’ll strengthen and help thee, and cause thee to stand
Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.

When through the deep waters I call thee to go,
The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow;
For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless,
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.

When through fiery trials thy pathways shall lie,
My grace, all sufficient, shall be thy supply;
The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.

Even down to old age all My people shall prove
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;
And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn,
Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne.

The soul that on Jesus has leaned for repose,
I will not, I will not desert to its foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake,
I’ll never, no never, no never forsake.

From A Se­lect­ion of Hymns from the Best Au­thors, by John Rip­pon, 1787; at­trib­ut­ed var­i­ous­ly to John Keene, Kirk­ham, and John Keith

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Near Disaster

If I Only Had a Brain
I could while away the hours, conferrin' with the flowers
Consultin' with the rain.
And my head I'd be scratchin' while
my thoughts were busy hatchin'
If I only had a brain.
I'd unravel every riddle for any individ'le,
In trouble or in pain.
With the thoughts you'll be thinkin'
you could be another Lincoln
If you only had a brain.
Oh, I could tell you why The ocean's near the shore.
I could think of things I never thunk before.
And then I'd sit, and think some more.
I would not be just a nothin' my head all full of stuffin'
My heart all full of pain.
I would dance and be merry, life would be a ding-a-derry,
If I only had a brain.
-From The Movie: The Wizard of Oz

I nearly had a meltdown today. Late last night, I discovered my beloved Moleskine weekly notebook had gone AWOL. How was I going to remember all my appointments? What about all the notes I have taken? What about the ideas and funny family quotes? I was very worried. I turned my car inside out as well as parts of the house. I found the papers that were with the Moleskine, but not the Moleskine. Ah, PTA meeting at the school library, it was with me then. I left the meeting and bought a Val-O-Gram from the student council. Maybe I set it there amongst all the kids? Yikes! Hordes of students with my beloved book, reading my busy, strange, sometimes silly schedule! But I thought I left the school with it. Why hadn't I written my name in it, not just phone numbers? After asking God for some help and looking a little more, I had a good night's sleep.

When I took Astronerd to school this morning, I stopped by the office. Nope, no Moleskine there. Uh oh. I went to help AN and whined to AN's teacher about my missing "brain". He said "Oh, I think it is in the library. The librarian had it and asked me if I knew whose it was, but I didn't." I literally jumped for joy. There it was, sitting on the librarian's desk. I cannot describe the relief I felt. It is so pathetic to be dependent on a book that can be misplaced.

My brain and I have been reunited and I am thankful I was blessed with peace and with finding it. By the way, I don't believe it was a coincidence Astronerd's teacher was the one who knew its location. :)

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Thou Gracious God

Thou gracious God, whose mercy lends
the light of home, the smile of friends,
our gathered flock thine arms enfold
as in the peaceful days of old.

Wilt thou not hear us while we raise
in sweet accord of solemn praise
the voices that have mingled long
in joyous flow of mirth and song?

For all the blessings life has brought,
for all its sorrowing hours have taught,
for all we mourn, for all we keep,
the hands we clasp, the loved that sleep.

The noontide sunshine of the past,
these brief, bright moments fading fast,
the stars that gild our darkening years,
the twilight ray from holier spheres.

We thank thee, Father; let thy grace
our loving circle still embrace,
thy mercy shed its heavenly store,
thy peace be with us evermore.

Words: Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., 1869

Friday, February 6, 2009

Midwinter Storytelling

One of my favorite annual activities is the Timpanogos Storytelling Festival. I laugh, cry and have tons of fun each year.

Well, the festival has had for the past three years, a midwinter conference. People come to attend workshops, swap stories and to hear some of the nation's best tellers. Tonight Astornerd and I attended a performance by Elizabeth Ellis, whose "Meddlin' At The Walmart" is one of my very favorite stories, Syd Lieberman, whose stories I haven't heard before and am now a new fan, and one of my family's favorites, grammy winner Bill Harley. Astonerd and I were singing "Zanzibar" today, to get in the spirit of the event.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Karen Facts

Here is an excerpt from a list I put together, by request, for some friends:

My favorite color is blue.
I grew up in California.
I remember number patterns very well.
I play the piano.
I love to nap.
I talk to our family's pet guinea pig.
I write things I have already done on my lists so I can cross them off.
I am a life long member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
I love cycling, but can't keep up with my friends. They are kind and wait for me, though.
I started participating in triathlons when I turned 40.
I have played the flute kind of regularly for the last 35 years.
I am an avid reader but very rarely read fiction. If I do, it is Jane Austen.
I am a nerd.
I could eat pizza every day for the rest of my life.
I am tall, but can't play basketball. Everyone assumes if a girl is tall, she can play basketball.
I cannot dance.
I want to travel to Italy.
I love classical music.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Warning: Virus Ahead

You know what that picture is? It and a gazillion of its clones have been making life miserable for the last week. While I think I am finally gaining the upper hand, I will decide for sure after taking a nap.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Clueless Musician or How Did I Get Here And Why Am I Sitting In Front Of A Piano?

I volunteer as a pianist for my church's children's group, ages 3-12. I LOVE volunteering with the children. I enjoy listening to their thoughts, comments and questions as they learn about Jesus. Some comments make me wonder if there are old people in those little bodies, other comments cause me to hide behind the upright piano and laugh.

Which brings me to my post's title. There is a lot of music each Sunday, I would guess 45-50 minutes. While I am very comfortable playing nearly all the songs in the youth music book, sometimes something terrible happens.

I have spoken with other musicians and know it happens to them as well. I will be sitting at the piano, playing along and then my brain starts asking questions. What song am I playing? I know how to play the piano?? When did that happen? What is a key signature? What is an accidental? I read music?

Then as quickly as it came, the feeling departs, leaving an auditory scorched earth with snickering children, sympathetic adults and a stunned pianist.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

This Picture Made Me Laugh

Follow the Threadless Kids link-I don't want to mess with copyright issues.

Thanks B, for sharing. It is from Threadless Kids. I would buy one if it came in my size.

Monday, January 12, 2009

What's Your Favorite Disneyland Ride?

While trying to track down a photo for an upcoming post, I thought of the question: what is your favorite Disneyland ride? The picture shows mine.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Grown Up Sippy Cups

These water bottles appeared under the Christmas tree this year, addressed to Astronerd and B. They have CamelBak's bite valve and a straw so you bite the top and then suck the liquid out. FHA and I's outdoor mantra is "hydrate, hydrate, HYDRATE" and we thought these bottles would be fun and handy. We were right. The bottles were a hit and we don't have spillage issues like we have had with other bottles. They looked so fun, I bought one for myself.

Go to CamelBak's site by clicking here.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Draper Temple Open House

FHA and I had the opportunity to tour the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints' Draper Utah Temple today. What a beautiful building. It has arts and crafts influences, sego lily motifs and lots of wood. Two of the rooms have beautiful painted murals covering all the walls. Even the outlets, thermostats and other equipment were painted to blend in with the murals. I think they were my favorite rooms.

Not only was the physical building beautiful, there was peaceful, nice feeling there too. I wonder if they would notice if I just sat in there for a few hours?

The open house starts January 15th and ends March 14th. Since our invitation was for two, we are going back with Astronerd and B on a later date.

Go here for open house reservation information.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

The Purge

Closet cleaning gurus say to get rid of clothes that don't fit or haven't been worn in a year. So tonight I decided to follow the gurus and commenced purging my half of the 6 1/2 foot wide closet I share with FHA. Part of the purging was a weird Christmas. I found forgotten cute things that probably fit! Part of the purging was a guilt trip. High hopes for fitting in clothes purchased 10 years ago and still can't button or snap. The sadness that while I am successful in other areas of my life, maintaining a permanent goal weight isn't one of them. Other clothes need hemming-will I actually do it? Who can I hire? Ha! Some of this stuff still has its tags on it. The salve was the knowledge that I bought this stuff at true outlet stores or 80% off sales. Finally, part of the purging was embarrassment. I was going to wear THAT in public?? Well I suppose it was in style when I bought it, but it certainly isn't now. I guess Rio's Rider could have worn it to her party last Saturday night. I still have a bit to do in the morning, but now I can comfortably fit all the clothes I own in my half of the closet and my half of the dresser. Except for cycling jerseys. And parkas. And snowpants. And wetsuit (for triathlons). But wait-all that other stuff is "sports equipment".

Tuesday, January 6, 2009


Today, Rio's Rider and I spent two hours snowshoeing in the canyon. It was an absolutely beautiful day. It was snowing and misty with ice forming on the sides of the river. I was thankful for the fact we weren't climbing a mountainside so I could actually converse with Rio's Rider rather than pant my way up the hill. You see, Rio's Rider races Rio and is in MUCH better physical condition than I am. To top it off, I came home and had a nice bowl of soup.

Friday, January 2, 2009

Channelling Grandma Rita

I don't follow any teams other than BYU, but I sure like watching the college bowl games. I watched a gazillion hours of them yesterday and did it for my grandma (cough, cough). When I was little, Grandma Rita occasionally visited us for the holidays. On New Year's Day, she would park herself in front of our TV and not move all day. I could hear her cheering and yelling from anywhere in the house. Currently, I am not cheering for Utah, but cheering against Alabama. By the way, my grandfather is in this picture.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Hello 2009!

The new year always excites me. I think of that fat, little Baby New Year bounding into my life and wonder what she has in store for me and I for her in the coming year.