Sometimes you have to be thankful for an everyday activity that can teach you something.
I was peeling a grapefruit in the back room at work, which is something I don't normally do. I'd rather just cut it in half and neatly cut out the sections, but for whatever reason, I found myself tearing off the thick skin and working the fruit out of the membranes. Here I am, dripping all over the counter and sometimes into the trash can below me, when I realized that peeling a grapefruit is a lot like life. There are times when it's messy and unpleasant, but it doesn't stay like that. You will eventually get through whatever is troubling you at the moment and when you're done, you'll have something to show for it, or at least it will make you appreciate certain things more.
When I finished making my huge lunchtime mess, I washed my hands and had a whole plate full of juicy grapefruit to enjoy for a few moments. It was worth it; life's worth it like that, too.
Monday, February 27, 2006
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Courage, man!
Yesterday, 2:15 pm: I get called into a meeting that isn't on my calendar by the VP. We're talking about the results of our consultant's latest visit and apparently I have a voice in the office. This can't possibly take more than an hour. I really want to hear that Republican guy speak at 3:30.
3:30 pm: They're still talking. I stop talking and start jiggling my leg and checking the clock every three minutes.
3:40 pm: We move onto a new topic and I ask the room full of Democrats if they need me anymore. They razz me, because they know where I'm going, and I jet. It was a good talk basically designed to raise awareness about Dick DeVoss as the Rep. candidate for governor. Don't take me too seriously on this, folks, but he basically owns GR and that city seems to be prospering for it. Let's give him a chance with the whole state, because anything is better than what we've got now!
At the end of the day, I was feeling very good about myself and had this whole blog in my head about self-identity and a series of affirmations that, no matter what others might say, I don't hold the wrong political beliefs as long as I voice them respectfully and respect others' beliefs, too; that I can't choose the wrong church as long as I keep my heart and mind open; that I can't wear the wrong shoes, the wrong hairdo, the wrong outfit as long as I like what I see in the mirror; etc. etc. etc. By the way, these are all things I struggle with on a daily basis because the opinions of others matter WAY too much to me.
Then I spent this morning shopping in Novi - ugh. We could never live there. I'd feel ugly and unfashionable all the time!
As you may have guessed from that statement, I have the day off today. I had a few doctors appointments, one that went all right and the other that was great. How many orthodontists do you know who will not only remember an old, old patient but actually make you a new retainer for free and call it a wedding gift? With this, I highly recommend Dr. Debbie Priestapp in Milford whenever your kids need orthodontic work! Now, rather than going home, I'm hanging out in the Lyon Township Library, taking advantage of their wireless. I tried Caribou Coffee in New Hudson first, and they said I probably wouldn't be able to get it unless I went to Novi. Someone needs to tell them that the library down the road is GREAT!
OK, this is getting kind of long, so I better let you, my faithful readers, return to your lives. Thanks for checking in!
3:30 pm: They're still talking. I stop talking and start jiggling my leg and checking the clock every three minutes.
3:40 pm: We move onto a new topic and I ask the room full of Democrats if they need me anymore. They razz me, because they know where I'm going, and I jet. It was a good talk basically designed to raise awareness about Dick DeVoss as the Rep. candidate for governor. Don't take me too seriously on this, folks, but he basically owns GR and that city seems to be prospering for it. Let's give him a chance with the whole state, because anything is better than what we've got now!
At the end of the day, I was feeling very good about myself and had this whole blog in my head about self-identity and a series of affirmations that, no matter what others might say, I don't hold the wrong political beliefs as long as I voice them respectfully and respect others' beliefs, too; that I can't choose the wrong church as long as I keep my heart and mind open; that I can't wear the wrong shoes, the wrong hairdo, the wrong outfit as long as I like what I see in the mirror; etc. etc. etc. By the way, these are all things I struggle with on a daily basis because the opinions of others matter WAY too much to me.
Then I spent this morning shopping in Novi - ugh. We could never live there. I'd feel ugly and unfashionable all the time!
As you may have guessed from that statement, I have the day off today. I had a few doctors appointments, one that went all right and the other that was great. How many orthodontists do you know who will not only remember an old, old patient but actually make you a new retainer for free and call it a wedding gift? With this, I highly recommend Dr. Debbie Priestapp in Milford whenever your kids need orthodontic work! Now, rather than going home, I'm hanging out in the Lyon Township Library, taking advantage of their wireless. I tried Caribou Coffee in New Hudson first, and they said I probably wouldn't be able to get it unless I went to Novi. Someone needs to tell them that the library down the road is GREAT!
OK, this is getting kind of long, so I better let you, my faithful readers, return to your lives. Thanks for checking in!
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
"Why Are All the Black Kids Sitting Together in the Cafeteria?"
So I'm reading that book for a book discussion group at Alma and it's very interesting. So far, though, there are some things I don't agree with. Most of them stem from the fact that the author decided to redefine racism so that basically, anyone white American is essentially racist because he/she receives advantages solely because he/she is white. Hmmm.
I also find it hard to believe that (1) finding your racial identity is more important than finding any other part of your identity and (2) that in order for an African Americans to find their identities, it is essential and part of a "process" that they immerse themselves in their own racial culture at the exclusion of every other ethnicity. The author herself even brags about not remembering the names of any of her white undergraduate classmates. Is it just my liberal arts education speaking, or is everything in our world connected and do we need to understand many different facets of life to truly grasp any one area?
Further, I don't think that I, as a German-Irish American, need to go through a period of feeling bad or guilty about the color of my skin in order for me to have some sort of racial identity. For me, developing a racial identity would mean researching my ancestors and accepting the good with the bad. Everyone wants to have a positive self-image, but that doesn't mean we should be unrealistic and blind to the changes that need to be made within our own race. Not everything about majority or minority cultures is a positive thing that needs to be embraced and held up as a virtue.
And finally, the use of dark and light as a way to protray good and evil in works of art is not a racist thing. Who likes dark, gloomy days better than bright sunny ones (as a general rule - everyone needs a rainy day now and again)? Dark and light have historically been used in art because of those connotations, not racial ones. So the fact that Scar in The Lion King is a shade darker than Mufasa is not racially motivated. Sorry. And yes, as Christians we sing about God washing us whiter than the snow, because the color white (not the skin tone) is a symbol of purity.
Regardless of my issues with the book, I'm finding it very interesting, especially the ancedotes about children as they discover race. I'm truly looking forward to the discussions with my collegues, though I hope we'll all keep an open mind. Trying to talk about it with a coworker who had read it in college this morning just didn't go all that well. I suppose I shouldn't have aggravated the conversation at the end by asking her if she was going to see the chairman of the Republican party this afternoon - but it wasn't that nice of her to say she'd only go to spit on him. Don't hate, it's not nice. By the way, I'll update on that later. It should be interesting, because he's coming to talk about Michigan's economy.
I also find it hard to believe that (1) finding your racial identity is more important than finding any other part of your identity and (2) that in order for an African Americans to find their identities, it is essential and part of a "process" that they immerse themselves in their own racial culture at the exclusion of every other ethnicity. The author herself even brags about not remembering the names of any of her white undergraduate classmates. Is it just my liberal arts education speaking, or is everything in our world connected and do we need to understand many different facets of life to truly grasp any one area?
Further, I don't think that I, as a German-Irish American, need to go through a period of feeling bad or guilty about the color of my skin in order for me to have some sort of racial identity. For me, developing a racial identity would mean researching my ancestors and accepting the good with the bad. Everyone wants to have a positive self-image, but that doesn't mean we should be unrealistic and blind to the changes that need to be made within our own race. Not everything about majority or minority cultures is a positive thing that needs to be embraced and held up as a virtue.
And finally, the use of dark and light as a way to protray good and evil in works of art is not a racist thing. Who likes dark, gloomy days better than bright sunny ones (as a general rule - everyone needs a rainy day now and again)? Dark and light have historically been used in art because of those connotations, not racial ones. So the fact that Scar in The Lion King is a shade darker than Mufasa is not racially motivated. Sorry. And yes, as Christians we sing about God washing us whiter than the snow, because the color white (not the skin tone) is a symbol of purity.
Regardless of my issues with the book, I'm finding it very interesting, especially the ancedotes about children as they discover race. I'm truly looking forward to the discussions with my collegues, though I hope we'll all keep an open mind. Trying to talk about it with a coworker who had read it in college this morning just didn't go all that well. I suppose I shouldn't have aggravated the conversation at the end by asking her if she was going to see the chairman of the Republican party this afternoon - but it wasn't that nice of her to say she'd only go to spit on him. Don't hate, it's not nice. By the way, I'll update on that later. It should be interesting, because he's coming to talk about Michigan's economy.
Everyone else is doing it
ISTJ - The Inspector You scored 45% I to E, 84% N to S, 66% F to T, and 0% J to P! |
Your type is known as the inspector, and the single word that describes your is superdependable. You also belong to the larger group of guardians. You look carefully at the people and institutions around you and notice every last detail. You feel it is up to you to make sure those around you uphold certain standards of attitude and conduct. You are down to earth, with a distaste for fanciful things. You prefer things practical to new-fangled. Your word is your bond. You have no problem with detail. You share your type with 10% of the population. As a romantic partner, you are dependable and predictable. You usually like things done in very specific ways. You tend to appreciate tradition, and you work hard to achieve goals. You have trouble sharing your feelings, though. In your eagerness to be organized and productive, you can also be unwilling to examine or embrace alternative points of view. You like to be appreciated for your practical contributions, your common sense, and the efforts you make to keep your life on track. You like to be thanked often, both informally and formally and are most likely to be upset when your partner forgets a tradition you hold dear, such as an anniversary. Your group summary: Guardians (SJ) Your Type Summary: ISTJ |
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Monday, February 20, 2006
The Great Ice Storm
I've posted a time or two since we got slammed with this ice storm, but I thought it was worth going back to. Personally, I was not all that bummed by the weather because I got sent home from work early on Thursday. No one knew how long it would be before the rain started to really freeze, so by 4 pm I was home - and I hadn't come in until 11 am because it was my day for swing shift. I worked from my home computer for awhile (in pajama pants, eating a bag of popcorn!) and was settling down to read some scholarship apps when Mitch came home. Obviously I took a few minutes to relax with him on the couch, and then....BBBBYYYYEEEEWWWW. Power want out. Mitch was ecstatic - "Get the headlamps!" - and we had a great evening of grilling our entire dinner, eating by candle/flashlight, and playing board games with Mitch's coworker and her sister, who live in our apartment complex. I was a bit nervous about our apartment getting really cold, but the power was back by 1:30 am. Unfortunately, our bedroom light switch was flipped on, so we awoke with a big jolt!
Friday was a bit of a bummer at work because I had two girls who were supposed to visit and they didn't really make it because of all the snow to the North. I had a few cancellations for the Honors event we were hosting on Saturday, but that actually turned out to be a great day.
Yesterday we slept in nice and late, probably due to the fact that we hung fleece blankets over the drafty windows in our bedroom and now it's dark (and pretty ghetto). We made it to church on time, and it was really nice to go after missing it since December. Then we broke in our waffle maker and did some laundry before I headed off with Lori Cargill to see the Alma College Theatre Company perform Major Barbara. It was, um, long. Props to the actors and actresses, but the thing was tedious. Anyway, we return to find Mitch has made a phenominal apple/cherry pork roast AND finished all the laundry! I don't think I'll be trading this man in EVER!
Today is New Boss Day for us...we finally have a director! It's also a bank holiday, which means I left Mitch curled up in our warm bed this morning and had to start my own car. Geez, I'm spoiled.
Friday was a bit of a bummer at work because I had two girls who were supposed to visit and they didn't really make it because of all the snow to the North. I had a few cancellations for the Honors event we were hosting on Saturday, but that actually turned out to be a great day.
Yesterday we slept in nice and late, probably due to the fact that we hung fleece blankets over the drafty windows in our bedroom and now it's dark (and pretty ghetto). We made it to church on time, and it was really nice to go after missing it since December. Then we broke in our waffle maker and did some laundry before I headed off with Lori Cargill to see the Alma College Theatre Company perform Major Barbara. It was, um, long. Props to the actors and actresses, but the thing was tedious. Anyway, we return to find Mitch has made a phenominal apple/cherry pork roast AND finished all the laundry! I don't think I'll be trading this man in EVER!
Today is New Boss Day for us...we finally have a director! It's also a bank holiday, which means I left Mitch curled up in our warm bed this morning and had to start my own car. Geez, I'm spoiled.
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Curious George
I just saw Curious George and I'm feeling like a little kid again. Those were my favorite books and monkeys were (are) my favorite animals. When I was little, I wouldn't go anywhere without my own stuffed monkey, Teeny. Wanna know something? He's falling apart - literally - and I still sleep with him every night. Anyone who's read The Velveteen Rabbit should understand...he's Real.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
He's very sweet.
Valentine's Day was nice...dinner didn't turn out as well as I wanted it to, but no meal can be too bad when there's candlelight, some Jennifer Knapp playing in the background and a good bottle of wine. Yes, I said it. A good bottle of wine. I actually found a wine I can drink...slowly.
If we weren't going climbing, I think Mitch would need a stiff drink when he gets home tonight. He called me and corporate just dumped a bunch of work on him and the other staff. Their attitude was, "If you don't have time to do it during the day, stay later." That's bulls*it because he stays late enough as it is and they don't pay him overtime or anything. He's just straight up salaried, and not making enough to justify more than 50 hours a week, which he's already easily working.
If we weren't going climbing, I think Mitch would need a stiff drink when he gets home tonight. He called me and corporate just dumped a bunch of work on him and the other staff. Their attitude was, "If you don't have time to do it during the day, stay later." That's bulls*it because he stays late enough as it is and they don't pay him overtime or anything. He's just straight up salaried, and not making enough to justify more than 50 hours a week, which he's already easily working.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Happy Valentine's Day!
Mitch is cute...last night he went to the bike store and bought us lights for our bikes as Valentine's Day presents. When I got home, he already had his open and was playing with it. This morning, he wrapped mine in paper towel at breakfast time, put my name on it and gave it to me. The extreme romance thing may only come once in awhile, but the cuteness is there every day.
Tonight is Experimental Dinner Night, once again. Pork roast in the crock pot surrounded by apples and cherries. I've had luck so far...hopefully this one works out well, too.
Tonight is Experimental Dinner Night, once again. Pork roast in the crock pot surrounded by apples and cherries. I've had luck so far...hopefully this one works out well, too.
Monday, February 13, 2006
Taking Stock
I hope everyone had a great weekend...I sure did! We went to Cadillac to watch Bobby ski in his final race before Regionals, which is next weekend at Marquette. He did well, and hopefully he'll do even better at Regionals.
I'm reading "A Million Little Pieces" by James Frey. It's Mom's next book club book and I think their discussion will be even more interesting since this book was supposed to be true but it's not. I think I'm going to Google it and read more about this author...who writes a fictional memoir and tries to pass it off as real?
And now, if there's anyone who's been reading my blog but has never left a comment, you should do so now. I doubt there are many (if any) of you, but I'm interested to know who's been following my life! Thanks!
I'm reading "A Million Little Pieces" by James Frey. It's Mom's next book club book and I think their discussion will be even more interesting since this book was supposed to be true but it's not. I think I'm going to Google it and read more about this author...who writes a fictional memoir and tries to pass it off as real?
And now, if there's anyone who's been reading my blog but has never left a comment, you should do so now. I doubt there are many (if any) of you, but I'm interested to know who's been following my life! Thanks!
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Swingin' again
It's another swing shift, only I've enjoyed this one. I would still be busily calling prospective students, but I'm waiting for a student to call and I don't want to miss it. I know the conversation could be a long-ish one, and I really want to leave by 7 pm. My sweet husband will be waiting for me to eat my tasty crockpot concoction and my girls from the office are getting together for pre-college fair festivities that I'd like to join - talk about some great motivation!
I feel a little bad about leaving Mitch again this evening, since yesterday I didn't get back from my college fair in Lakeland until midnight, but it's not often that I get to hang out with these great gals outside the confines of the office. Mitch and I will be spending the whole weekend together (although Fri. and Sat. night will both be spent in a hotel room with my parents) so I guess he won't be too bummed.
Work is busy, and I've recently opened up a big can of worms regarding our website. I think that stuff is going to take up more and more of my time, but I enjoy it. I'm also making progress in getting a new territory - the one by my parents' house. It turns out that the girl who currently has it would rather be in the North, because she's from Manton. Score! Her and I were both at the college last night and had a long drive (thanks to a jack-knifed semi at Fowlerville) to scheme.
OK, this kid has 8 minutes to call me before I roll out of here. Now it's six minutes, because I was chatting with one of our student workers. He's going to take over the Adventure Club - finally! He seems very excited about it, and has four other friends working with him to revive it. Sounds like some people I know from a few years back. :)
I feel a little bad about leaving Mitch again this evening, since yesterday I didn't get back from my college fair in Lakeland until midnight, but it's not often that I get to hang out with these great gals outside the confines of the office. Mitch and I will be spending the whole weekend together (although Fri. and Sat. night will both be spent in a hotel room with my parents) so I guess he won't be too bummed.
Work is busy, and I've recently opened up a big can of worms regarding our website. I think that stuff is going to take up more and more of my time, but I enjoy it. I'm also making progress in getting a new territory - the one by my parents' house. It turns out that the girl who currently has it would rather be in the North, because she's from Manton. Score! Her and I were both at the college last night and had a long drive (thanks to a jack-knifed semi at Fowlerville) to scheme.
OK, this kid has 8 minutes to call me before I roll out of here. Now it's six minutes, because I was chatting with one of our student workers. He's going to take over the Adventure Club - finally! He seems very excited about it, and has four other friends working with him to revive it. Sounds like some people I know from a few years back. :)
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Thank goodness it's...Tuesday??
Well, at least it's not Monday anymore, though my day went super-fast yesterday. Three hours of meeting with students and their families, having to be perky and happy and know all the answers will really take it out of a person. The rest of the week should go pretty quickly, too. Tomorrow I head downstate for a college fair with one of the new reps...the bosses know I want that territory for next year so they suggested I go with her and do her training. College fairs are really fun but this one won't be the same without the Northern Crew I met in the UP. They know how to make a week in the boondocks fun, that's for sure!
Thanks for all the comments yesterday, friends. The whole "college being where you mature the most" thing also helps explain the situation.
Thanks for all the comments yesterday, friends. The whole "college being where you mature the most" thing also helps explain the situation.
Monday, February 06, 2006
Friendship
Is my situation unique or does anyone else see a huge difference in their relationships with high school friends vs. college friends?
I essentially have two close female friends from high school, but I get the feeling I call them "close" more out of habit than anything else. One went to school in Indiana, now lives and works there and rarely ever comes home even to see her family, who still lives in our hometown. I've been to visit her a few times throughout the years, but the trip is long and she hasn't been to see me since we were sophomores in college.
The other girl lives relatively close in comparison but is busily completing grad school and maintaining a long-distance relationship with a guy met through my Indiana-dwelling friend. She, though, will go skiing (an activity we used to do together almost religiously) and not think to invite me. Or she'll go home, make a big deal about getting together, and then place everything else ahead of our plans to that we eventually end up spending less then an hour in a coffee shop or something.
The thing I find more difficult is that our friendships doesn't natuarally extend to our spouses/boyfriends, who are complete opposites. In fact, Mitch and I are both pretty different than them but the bonds from high school hold us gals together more than any commonalities we may have now.
So where am I going with all this? I find my college friends work way harder at our relationships. Whether it's online through emails or blogs or a serious effort to make plans every so often, we seem to stay close and involved in each other's lives even though we have scattered after graduation. My theory behind this is that we've always had to work to maintain our relationships due to busy schedules and summers away from each other. We grew up with the people from high school and never really had to work to see each other, except when we went away to college, which is (logically) when the distancing really began.
Mitch and I also have a lot of mutual friends from college, which makes it easy. He does not fit in my high school friends' perfect little mold and I resent the disapproval in their eyes when his sense of humor is different then theirs or when he voices a view that doesn't align with their opinions. I find it strange, though, that this doesn't apply to friends from Alma who are closer to me than to Mitch (like you, my lovely Jenn!).
Anyway, I tried to make that coherent but I'm not sure it was. Relationships are complicated things and I'll never really be able to explain them.
I essentially have two close female friends from high school, but I get the feeling I call them "close" more out of habit than anything else. One went to school in Indiana, now lives and works there and rarely ever comes home even to see her family, who still lives in our hometown. I've been to visit her a few times throughout the years, but the trip is long and she hasn't been to see me since we were sophomores in college.
The other girl lives relatively close in comparison but is busily completing grad school and maintaining a long-distance relationship with a guy met through my Indiana-dwelling friend. She, though, will go skiing (an activity we used to do together almost religiously) and not think to invite me. Or she'll go home, make a big deal about getting together, and then place everything else ahead of our plans to that we eventually end up spending less then an hour in a coffee shop or something.
The thing I find more difficult is that our friendships doesn't natuarally extend to our spouses/boyfriends, who are complete opposites. In fact, Mitch and I are both pretty different than them but the bonds from high school hold us gals together more than any commonalities we may have now.
So where am I going with all this? I find my college friends work way harder at our relationships. Whether it's online through emails or blogs or a serious effort to make plans every so often, we seem to stay close and involved in each other's lives even though we have scattered after graduation. My theory behind this is that we've always had to work to maintain our relationships due to busy schedules and summers away from each other. We grew up with the people from high school and never really had to work to see each other, except when we went away to college, which is (logically) when the distancing really began.
Mitch and I also have a lot of mutual friends from college, which makes it easy. He does not fit in my high school friends' perfect little mold and I resent the disapproval in their eyes when his sense of humor is different then theirs or when he voices a view that doesn't align with their opinions. I find it strange, though, that this doesn't apply to friends from Alma who are closer to me than to Mitch (like you, my lovely Jenn!).
Anyway, I tried to make that coherent but I'm not sure it was. Relationships are complicated things and I'll never really be able to explain them.
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Skiing Quotes
Reading SKiing Magazine at lunch, I literally cracked up at the following blurbs:
"Release 15,000 angst-ridden, nonskiing teenage Mass-hole marmots on: Rose Marie Boniface, superintendent of the Marlborough, Massachusetts, school district, who, citing liability issues, squelched a student ski program that had taken more than 15,000 kids to the slopes of New England since 1994. Come to think of it, release the marmots on all of the sleazy lawyers who fuel the frivolous-lawsuit economy."
"Get out of my ski town: Adults in jester hats, especially if they're multicolored or bedecked with little bells - or both. When kids or grandparents wear them, it's acceptable - barely. When you wear them, it's grounds for a beating."
Michigan made the list of five ski-town meat markets for The Zoo Bar at Boyne Highlands:
"In the Upper Midwest, skiing is often viewed as an excuse for guilt-free daytime drinking. And the Zoo Bar, which sits at the base of Boyne, is the epi-center for getting schnockered on schnapps before dusk. Daily classic rock-and-roll cover bands guarantee dancing elbow-to-elbow with Grand Rapids steaknecks and Michigan State sorority girls. Last call comes early - 8 pm - when partyers amble uphill to the slopeside lounge. Our advice? Keep going all night long. You'r eonly skiing 545 vertical feet, after all, and no one brags about scoring the first chair."
"Release 15,000 angst-ridden, nonskiing teenage Mass-hole marmots on: Rose Marie Boniface, superintendent of the Marlborough, Massachusetts, school district, who, citing liability issues, squelched a student ski program that had taken more than 15,000 kids to the slopes of New England since 1994. Come to think of it, release the marmots on all of the sleazy lawyers who fuel the frivolous-lawsuit economy."
"Get out of my ski town: Adults in jester hats, especially if they're multicolored or bedecked with little bells - or both. When kids or grandparents wear them, it's acceptable - barely. When you wear them, it's grounds for a beating."
Michigan made the list of five ski-town meat markets for The Zoo Bar at Boyne Highlands:
"In the Upper Midwest, skiing is often viewed as an excuse for guilt-free daytime drinking. And the Zoo Bar, which sits at the base of Boyne, is the epi-center for getting schnockered on schnapps before dusk. Daily classic rock-and-roll cover bands guarantee dancing elbow-to-elbow with Grand Rapids steaknecks and Michigan State sorority girls. Last call comes early - 8 pm - when partyers amble uphill to the slopeside lounge. Our advice? Keep going all night long. You'r eonly skiing 545 vertical feet, after all, and no one brags about scoring the first chair."
New Photos
Photos from Christmas (including the party we had at our apartment) and New Years Eve at Matt and Jon's are up on my Yahoo site. The link is on the right side of the screen...go check them out when you have some time to kill!
I didn't climb last night, but Mitch and Gabe went and apparently set this killer route. They're hoping it's about a 5.10c but by the time they were done setting, they were too tired to climb it. Next on their list is a solid 5.10 for me to work on, which may go up on Saturday while I am on a Habitat for Humanity build. Yippee!
It's strange to me to be so content where we are right now. I mean, I spent all last year hating where we were living and now I like our place, my job, the friends in the area, the activities, etc. We know we don't want to stay here permanently, though, and talked a little about what kind of town we want to settle down in when it comes time to raise a family. Midland came up, but currently the lack of climbing facilities is a big negative. Ryan, oh economic development guru...wanna work on that for us? :)
I didn't climb last night, but Mitch and Gabe went and apparently set this killer route. They're hoping it's about a 5.10c but by the time they were done setting, they were too tired to climb it. Next on their list is a solid 5.10 for me to work on, which may go up on Saturday while I am on a Habitat for Humanity build. Yippee!
It's strange to me to be so content where we are right now. I mean, I spent all last year hating where we were living and now I like our place, my job, the friends in the area, the activities, etc. We know we don't want to stay here permanently, though, and talked a little about what kind of town we want to settle down in when it comes time to raise a family. Midland came up, but currently the lack of climbing facilities is a big negative. Ryan, oh economic development guru...wanna work on that for us? :)
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