What Happens in Vegas...

So, I'm here in Vegas... Kind of. Henderson, actually. One of my favorite places in the world right now if for no other reason then because that's where my sweet little niece and nephew live. In all the world I've never met such a sweet little girl as my niece K. She just loves to hold her new brother and to give him sweet little pats and kisses. On todays agenda, we're off to a baby clothes sale, then home to clean the house. YEAH! What fun! While you may not be able to fully fathom the full spectrum of sarcasm in that last line, I do want to assure all faithful readers that there really is nothing I would rather do today then spend time with the beautiful women (mother, sisters, niece) in my life.

Time Off

Time goes by so quickly. I can't even hardly believe it. I think one thing for me that makes it go by so quick is that I'm so 'scheduled.' I don't think I have a weekend or a day off that isn't planned until sometime in September. How's that for making the summer go by quickly. It's not that the things I'm doing aren't fun, I just miss the spontenaity. Here, in all it's glory, is what I've got coming up. First off is a quick trip to Vegas to visit some family, new and old. Then I'm off to do a slot canyon, Mistery Canyon all in one day. Then I'm signed up to do the Outdoor Retailer Tradeshow. That's will take up not only a full day in the week but my whole weekend as well. Then, there is a hike up near Logan I want to do. It's supposed to be the most beautiful in August when you hike to the lake through meadows and meadows of wildflowers. Where I'll gather armfuls of blossoms of blue. Then we are doing a quick kayaking trip down the Snake and then another in Jackson. Okay, so now into September, I'm taking two weeks off to go to Sweden with my dear Auntie. Then when I come back, it's another canyon that can only be done later in the season when it's cooler. I already know that I probably won't be going home for Christmas this year, but with so much time off I just don't think I can afford it, monetarily or day off-ily. So, that's my plan for the next few weeks. Stay tuned to Flickr, hopefully I'll be smart enough to take some pictures where I can and post, post, post. Okay, off to bed, love to all.

Class is in Session

Hello Kiddies. Have a seat and lets begin our lesson. Today I’d like to take a moment to not only pontificate, but to enumerate the immeasurable impact words, both written and verbal have on ones soul. First of all, the written word. Ah, what sweet joy a well worded letter can bring, and yet, the excruciating sting a scorching written rebuke can leave. Or even more bitter, words written in sincerity, with all of the best intentions and real depth of feeling, that cast too broad a generalization over a group of people, lumping them all together with misguided and demeaning accusations. One has to be so careful when writing ones prejudices in a public forum such as this. Especially if one is attacking not only one persons faith, but being so ignorant as to attack a million peoples world wide faith. Though done with nothing but the purest of motives, it is still a base and vile thing to do. Now on to the spoken word. There is nothing like the sweet caress of a loved and wanted word whispered in ones ear. The gentle reassurance of some kind soul who with the purest mouth tells you what you’ve longed to hear. The serene feeling of peace and light as you whisper aloud your prayers to heaven knowing they’re reaching a ready and willing ear. And yet, there is nothing as sharp and cutting as a comment said so casually, meant to belittle and demean. No hornets sting has ever hurt so bad as something said behind ones back. Words are so necessary for the expression of ones soul. While it may be true that a painting is worth a thousand words, a single word can conjure a thousand emotions, thoughts and images. Let us all be more careful in our conversations, more guarded in our personal revelations. Let us all be better in keeping ones thoughts and feelings at heart when choosing how to express ourselves both with the written as well as the spoken word.

Boy that was fun to write. Me like big words. Me like to pontificate. Me like deep thoughts. Me like cookies. Hmmm... cookies.

Whoosh!

My goodness but this weekend was busy! I did so many fun things with so many great people, but boy could I use a nap. I spent some time this weekend working, I went to the SLC Jazz Festival and heard some great bands upto and including the Big Bad Voodoo Daddies. Oh, yeah, play that funky music. It was crazy the different types of people that Jazz draws out of the woodwork. You should have seen the mohawks on the punks, the dreads on the hippies and the chinos on the old men with their wives in pearl necklaces. I loved it. I felt so at home. I also went up to Deer Valley ski resort to watch K. compete in her mountain bike race. I got a pretty bad sunburn on my shoulders, but it was a beautiful way to spend a morning. You'd think for all of my 'mountain experience' I'd remember that being that high up on the mountain, yes, it's going to be a little bit more windy and cold, and yes, you are more likely to get a burn. Oh well, lesson learned and noted. Gosh, this whole weekend was just run, run, run. Good thing I've been eating my spinach, no? Now I've got a 'nice, easy' week to recoup and I'm off again. Yes!

Much Better Now, Thank You

I decided to post tonight even though I'm tired because I'm doing much better. I got to talk to some of my sweet sisters today and that always makes me feel better. And I went to lunch this afternoon with A. who I think is adorable. I love when I get to go to lunch with her. And then I worked tonight with S. who always cracks me up. We sit there and eat ice cream and look at health magazines. I love working with her. And E. and A. stopped by. A. asked me if I wanted to fly to NY with her next weekend to go to another Cafe Tacuba concert. She said she could get me an airline ticket free. If she can I'm totaly going. Especially because it's only a bit from where J. is flying in the next day. I love having a jet setter life style. Also, J.and L. and C. came into the Q. tongiht and invited me to a lawn party tomorrow. Those boys are so hot. J. looks just like Jeremiah Johnson with the homemade leather bag and reddish beard and blue eyes. Can we say HOT. Oh man, now you got me all thinking about Mountain Men. Am I going to have good dreams tonight or what, I tell ya. Sheesh.

Don't hinder me Nathan!

So, I probably shouldn't post right now because I'm not in a very good mood. It's to hot outside, I'm tired, I've got cramps, I have to go to a meeting at freaking 10pm tonight! Sheesh. Also, I went to a wedding reception tonight that while I'm very happy for this couple (the groom is one of my favorites that I went on the cruise with) it still didn't help my mood. I went with A. and ended up sitting there by myself while he flirted with EVERYBODY and went an drove someone's ferrari. I was jealous (of the ferrari driving). Also, I got teased a lot because in this particular group of friends of whom I'm 3 years older then all of them, A. and I are the only two single ones now. Give me a break. And I'm tired also of 'friends' with intentions. Why can't people just be honest and up front? Sheesh. Oh, and I'm tired of boys without intentions. Sheesh. The only redeeming part of today was I had my evaluation at work and I am now a whole dollar an hour richer. Yes! The only issue my boss had with me was he was afraid I was going to move to Hawaii. Maybe I should? Maybe. I. Will.

Sister Dearest

So, the other day I received in the mail an envelope from my littlest sister dearest who is on a mission in Hawaii (lucky). Inside the envelope were a couple of pictures of her and her companions and then a single note of paper. On this paper was the BEST poem I have ever read, probably because it was about me. The Sweet Heart had written a poem about me and then mailed it off. When I read it I laughed outloud in sheer delight. It had come on a real 'shades of gray' type day but definatly made my outlook a little brighter. I'm still carrying it around in my pack. I think I'm going to have it framed. Here it is for all of you in all of it's glory. Who says sisters don't share one heart...?

Maija - Shades of Clay
Earth toned 'hip' trimed in
Soft sheek lace
Mud or a Chaco tan?
Doesn't really matter
Don't have time to check-
With untamed depth inside her
ocean eyes
Her elegance and beauty is
wrapped in a rock climbers
harness.


snap, snap, snap, snap, snap

Man, I love that girl.