R-E-S-P-E-C-T Nature



Nature is brilliant. Being in and around mountains, rivers, trees and trails is what saved my life this past year. Nature is there when I need it, doesn't judge, envelops me with its beauty and makes me feel strong. When my soul felt the most diminished it ever has, it took a 18 mile hike into the mountains all by myself to make me feel alive again. That feeling of accomplishment, the adrenaline rush of reaching a destination or the summit of a mountain and seeing views with your own eyes that many will only view on a computer screen is a rush. It's addicting. When you have been hiking or mountaineering for much of your life, I think one starts to take certain aspects of nature for granted. It is so is big and beautiful and free that we forget how dangerous it can really be.



 Nature is also scary. Not scary enough to keep me out of it, but enough to instill a deep respect for the forces of nature. They have the ability to be so much stronger than we can imagine. I've been through some pretty intense storms complete with falling trees, crazy fast wind and lightning while on the trail or camping, but I have never experienced and real natural disasters like hurricanes, tornadoes, earthquakes and avalanches. Out of all of these, its avalanches that make me nervous the most. Similar to earthquakes they are completely unpredictable. I have few good friends are big into back country skiing and guide snowmobiles in avalanche prone areas, so I have had to teach myself to let go some of the anxieties I had in regards to their safety in the situation, and learn to trust their abilities. They're aware of what they are getting themselves into, know what to look for in dangerous situations, and understand that accidents can happen to even the best of them. It's the people that think they are invincible that I worry about the most. Their stupidity could easily get the people I care about into trouble, and that makes me angry. Like "mama bear" angry. It isn't a pretty sight.



I just happened to be halfway through Into Thin Air, the book by Jon Krakauer about his experience on Everest that ended with 11 people dying on the mountain when I heard about the most recent earthquake and resulting avalanche that swept through base camp. Its unbelievably sad to think of how many lives have been lost. From base camp to further down in Nepal the death toll is a staggering estimated 5000 people, and it continues to rise every day. It is important to remember that nature is in charge. We have no control over it, and the human race doesn't handle lack of control well. Perhaps that is why nature feels the need to put us in our place now and again.

I can safely say that I have no aspirations to climb Everest. I never really did as there are plenty of mountains out there to fulfill my need for adventure. What Jons story, and the recent tragedy did teach me was whatever situation you are going into, prepare yourself for anything, carry a healthy dose of caution, and great amount of respect for your surroundings and the forces of nature. Be careful to not take it for granted and never mistake silence to weakness. Take what it freely gives you with love and respect, and it can be a beautiful relationship. In a war of wills however, nature will, in one way or another, always win.




Happy Monday and 5 Good Things

Oh my goodness guys... three weeks in a row. This will probably be a personal best. Just sayin in case you get your hopes up. Another busy week survived! Hooray! The only downside to this week was the intense amount of pollen in the air. Allergies have been insane this week leaving me with WAY too many not so nice headaches. On the plus side, today marks two weeks until I leave for Stanley and cleaner air! 

Because it was such a busy week, it was quite easy to find 5 good things...

1. Linner!!

All three of us, Jerrad, Matt and I, had an impromptu afternoon off so we actually had time to make a proper late lunch, early dinner. Hence, Linner!! We made eggplant parmesan with butternut triangioli (fancy word for triangle ravioli), an awesome salad with blue cheese, blackberries and candied walnuts and rosemary bacon chipotle bread. It was A-MA-ZING!!!

2. Surprise packages


Several weeks ago I donated to John Barrowmans No Hate campaign and wasn't expecting to see the tank top I ordered for another few weeks. Seeing this on Tuesday really made my day. I will gladly wear it with pride all summer!! 

3. Music Week


Rehearsals started quite a while ago for the actors. The technicians were finally able to attend a few of them this last week in order to get map out light cues and make notes for follow spot pickups. The creative process, starting from words on paper and turning them into a show complete with lights, sound, sets and actors is what I love most about my job. With touring shows we don't get to be such an integral part of the process very often, so participating in Music Week is quite a treat! I'm looking forward to getting it onstage a week from today and seeing what it becomes. 

4. Reckless Kelly


Reckless Kelly is a fun country band we had come into our theater on Friday. They claim Texas as their home now, but the two brothers that front the band are originally from Stanley. Small world, right? Above is a photo of on of their merch cases. It was fun to see stickers from a few of my other favorite obscure country bands like Mickey and the Motorcars (also have ties to the Stanley area) and The Crooks. Both bands that you should check out if you don't know who they are. Especially The Crooks!!

5. Nature


One of the best things about working on campus is having the river so close. It is always nice to be able to grab a quick lunch much needed coffee and head down to the river just to get away and clear your head for a few minutes. Its also useful when you need to blow off a bit of steam or stretch your legs to hop on the greenbelt and walk for as long as necessary. Thank you nature for being there when I need you!!

Bonus!!!
6. Fork and OK GO


We had a much needed night out with friends last night that started out with dinner at Fork, which was as usual, fantastic. We then walked over to the Knitting Factory and enjoyed one of the best concerts I've seen in a while. Superb job Ok Go! I would definitely pay to see them again. It was so nice to spend some time with a few of my favorite people at such a crazy fun concert.


I would rather...

Its a chilly, rainy, overcast Friday morning and everything inside me is screaming to stay home, listen to music, snuggle on the couch with a dog on either side of me and attempt to read one of the twelve books I've started. I think that was the longest sentence ever... sorry, not sorry. It had to be said. Unfortunately for me, that whole being an adult business calls, and I must head into work shortly. Not quite exactly what the deal is, but the last few weeks I have wanted to do anything but work. It doesn't interest me at all. I'm okay whilst there, (okay, not 100% accurate) but getting into that productive mindset on my short drive is getting harder every day. I'd rather garden, or go for a hike, or do laundry.... There are reasons for this particular attitude, which I will go into later. I'm working on the political correctness of that post. Speaking my mind without saying too much, or being a bitch. I struggle with that, as some of you who know me are aware. 

At any rate, there isn't much reason for this post. Just feeling a bit wanderlust, a bit tired of being a grown up... Also procrastinating my throwing a bunch of words at this post, and probably some pictures of all of the things I'd rather be doing instead of getting ready for work.

Ready?? Here we go!

I think a good hike is in order. Who wants to go! Psh... who cares about rain?!?! Okay fine....

Do you want to build a snow man?? Ha! Couldn't stop it, it just came out. You're welcome for that earworm!


Watching Doctor Who all day is an acceptable choice. I'm happy to spend several hours ogling Christopher Eccleston and David Tennant. For the record, David Tennant is my favorite actor, especially when it comes to Shakespeare. BUT... Christopher Eccleston is my Doctor. He's absolutely FANSTASTIC.


I would happily sit and watch my plants grow. As you can see they are doing well under the watchful eye of Macbeth. Intimidation is key, he keeps threatening to sick Lady McB on them. (shh... they have no idea Macbeth is actually a harmless chapstick)


We need to practice our bit for Red Nose Day. If you aren't aware of Red Nose Day, you should be. It has been the UK's biggest TV fundraiser held by Comic Relief, for quite a few years. I've been aware of it because I secretly wish I was British and living in the UK. It is FINALLY coming to the US in May and I am STUPID excited about it. You can read more about Red Nose Day HERE.

Okay, if dragged my feet enough. Have a FANTASTIC day!

Throwback Thursday

Evidently Throwback Thursday is still a thing?! Whether it is or not, here are a few fun photos I ran across today. 


My roots in those particular mountains run deep. Above is my grandad, Shiara, Chante and myself.


A few years ago, Robert and I were working in the theater painting the orchestra shell while Matt was hanging a few brand spanking new lights on one of our catwalks. This light had a death wish and jumped to its death. Matt was devastated, so in an attempt to lighten his mood Robert and I taped the outline of the dead body. It was hilarious, and I still laugh about it!!



Obligatory dog photo!! I don't remember whether these were taken while driving around the Sawtooths or if it was somewhere near Lucky Peak, but they make me laugh. Wind does pretty hilarious things to a hound dogs ears and jowls.

Somedays

Some days a girl just wants her mom. 

No matter what your relationship with your mom might be, there will always be times in your life you feel like you need her. Today is one of those days. I don't feel sick and want to be taken care of, I just want to have a ridiculous conversation that makes absolutely no sense to anyone else with that one person who gets me in a way that no one else does. *sigh* We used to talk randomly throughout most days. Mostly just silly things, sometimes just to vent, sometimes just to laugh. Anything and everything was open for discussion. I miss that more than anything.

 People like to assume that feeling this way brings on overwhelming feelings of sadness and grief.  Here is a surprise for everyone... it doesn't. Feeling this way doesn't make this a bad day otherwise every day would be a bad day, because there isn't a day that goes by that I don't feel something in regards to missing my mom or Chante. I'm a bit sad, but at the same time I'm teaching myself to feel these things without letting it overwhelm me. For months I refused to let myself feel anything. I forced myself to "get over it" and move on. Clearly that isn't a healthy way of dealing with it, but it is what got me through what I needed to deal with at that time. 

It has taken me time, but I am S-L-O-W-L-Y learning to feel the grief and emotions as they come. Live through it. Function with it. It is always going to be a part of my life, I can't run from it, so I am going to run with it.Someone told me not too long ago that someday it won't hurt to think about them. It isn't the memories that hurt. 95% of the time I can remember things with a smile. Its days like today when I want to have something as simple as a text conversation that that absurd little 5% catches me off guard and makes me a bit sad.

I am still terrible at talking about it. Talking brings tears, and then I inevitably feel like I am unnecessarily burdening that person with my "issues" so I just don't do it. This is where this little outlet called a blog comes in. I'm no longer keeping it in, I am writing it out and sending it out into the universe.  I have had people talk about me both to my face and behind my back saying that I am dragging this out for attention, or that I need to see a therapist for PTSD. It bothered me for a bit because sometimes I do think that I should just be "over it." There is no expiration date on grief. The way one person deals is completely different than an others and judgement should not be made. I don't need advice, or extra attention... I'm not looking for sympathy, I just need to get it out. I don't even care if anyone reads this because honestly, its for me. But, maybe my words will happen to help someone else who is or has been experiencing pain in the way that others words helped me when I couldn't find my own. 




Happy Monday and 5 Good Things

Hey look, 2 weeks in a row! Gold star for me!! A lot of bloggers do this 5 good things post on Fridays. Clearly I'm not a good follower, but I also like the fact that I am choosing what most people see as the worst day of the week to pick a few things from the previous week that made me happy. So, happy Monday all!!

1. Boise is in full bloom and its breathtaking.
This is one of hundreds of flowering trees that dot downtown Boise


2. Tattoos happened.
Robert, Katie and I have been talking about this for months and finally did it. The quote is an inside joke... part of a line from Richard II.




3. Shakespeare and Flying M
In addition to tattoos, I also found this fabulous little volume of Richard III at a used bookstore downtown. They had a few others, and had I endless cash in my posession, they'd be mine! I met Robert at Flying M earlier that day and ran into these awesome little guys. "To thine own lips be true." I have issues. I am aware. I also don't care :0)



4. Orphan Black and Game of Thrones
Guys... they're back! Game of Thrones is a beautifully shot show. I really only watch it for Jon Snow (who knows nothing) Arya, and the dragons. Those three will rule the world.  I am far more excited about Orphan Black though. If you don't watch it, you should be. What is wrong with you?! It is a fantastically written show and Tatiana Maslany is a brilliant actress. Seriously, first episode is Sarah, pretending to be Rachel, interrogating Allison pretending to be Sarah. Are you kidding me???? BBC America is the ONLY reason I still have cable. If they'd get their act together and provide streaming services, I'd chuck the cable box out the window!!




5. Saturday Market is back!
Boise has great farmers markets. I love that I can go down and walk for an hour and pick up so many fresh items at two different markets. Not to mention there is all sorts of musicians. In 2 miles Rick and I ran into probably a dozen different groups ranging from high school string quartets to a bluegrass group that has played in Boise for years. Awesome!! I'm so glad I get to go a few times before I leave for Stanley.

In case you were wondering

Pick a verb, any verb! Here is way more than you wanted to know about whats been rolling around in my brain lately.

Making- tentative plans for the distant, and not so distant future. 
 
Drinking- Water. Coconut almond milk. and a few Newcastles to keep things interesting.

Reading- Way too many things at the same time because I'm good at complicating my own life. Book 2 of In Search of Lost Time series by Marcel Proust. Garden of the Brave in War by Terrance Odonnell. A Meeting By The River by Christopher Isherwood. Dear Sylvie by Dawn French. A Secret Kept by Tatiana de Rosnay. I told you I have issues!

Wanting- Peace of mind, but since that isn't likely to happen any time soon I will settle for a portable record player and gobs of old jazz records.

Looking- a little more like how I've wanted to see myself. Hopefully a bit more content.

Playing- Trivia Crack... seriously, I've gotta stop.

Wasting- time (see above)
Fixing- up our home a bit. Repainting a few rooms, getting our garden underway.
Deciding-how I really want to spend my time these next few years.
Wishing- money didn't rule the world

Enjoying- Time in the sunshine with my husband and dogs before I take off in a few weeks.

  kicking ass and taking names at job #2... totally unrelated to whole verb post. 
 
Liking- the fact that my co-workers are beginning to make their voices heard. It's amazing what can happen when people come together
Wondering- What the future will hold in regards to the above statement
 
Knowing- The future is unpredictable. Doing my best to live in the moment in a way that allows me a little bit more freedom within our lives.
 
Loving- Today? Chocolate. But seriously... The handful of people I have chosen to surround myself with and how supportive they are during my highs and especially my lows.

Pondering- How narrow minded some people have become. Especially at work. Its a struggle...
Considering- Going to the store for chocolate ice cream.
 
Watching- Orphan Black and Game of Thrones are back!! Been a bit obsessed with travel documentaries as well.
Hoping- I can make it through the next 3 weeks without going too crazy. Only 3 weeks until I'm surrounded by mountains and trails and clean air!
Imogene Lake in the Sawtooths. Home while at job#1

Marvelling- at how much of this world I will never see. It blows my mind.
Smelling-Apple blossoms in the back yard... and doggie breath. The latter isn't very pleasant. 

Wearing- Shorts and sandals! Already sporting a chaco tan on my feet :0)

Planning- on having a fantastic summer. Busy, but absolutely fantastic.

Unrelated to post, shameless  but fantastic addition of Doctor Who
 
Following- I don't follow very well. Just ask my husband, and my boss. 
 
Noticing- how it really does take just one person to start change. It take a moment of bravery and standing up for yourself. 
 
Thinking- way too many things. Simultaneously of course.
  
Feeling- also everything, all at the same time. A result of shutting myself off for far too long.
Buying- books, stocking up for the summer.

Giggling- about the fact that I actually filled out this whole absurd little "thing" If you made it this far... Hooray!! Gold star for you!

To See The World...



Anyone who really knows is aware that The Secret Life of Walter Mitty is a special movie for me. For those that don't know, it was the last movie I saw with my mom. She loved to travel and be adventurous but was sidelined because of life. Kids, health, parents health. Everything else took priority. After we saw this movie she really wanted to change things for herself. Wanted to see things, meet people, go to the places where our family if from. She was really, really passionate about making it happen. About 2 weeks later she died. 





This past weekend I had TERRIBLE allergies and pretty much didn't leave the house for 2 days. I came across this documentary and of course binge watched it. Its called The Long Way Round starring Ewan McGregor and Charley Boorman. They go on a 20,000 mile motorcycle trek from London through eastern Europe and Russian, flying to Alaska through the Canada and the US ending in New York. Everyone should watch it, and the follow up doc Long Way Down.










 This little documentary re-lit that fire that was started in those discussions I had with my mom. It was incredibly inspiring, and it made me realize how much of not only this country we live we miss seeing, but the world. Its huge, and beautiful and full of people and experiences that we are missing out on because we are worried about facebook, and selfies and twitter. I read a quote today that romanticizes my feeling a bit, but accurately describes it... "I'm in love with places I've never been to and people I've never met." I wonder how our perspective would change if we longed for new experiences, new relationships with people and new places the way we longed for new phones and gadgets and selfie sticks. Our day to day focus is very narrow, and very sad.



I came to the realization this past year that if I didn't just jump in and make things happen, they were forever going to stay on my bucket list. Being happy shouldn't be so complicated. At any rate, I have made it my goal to travel more. I want to surround myself with new experiences, and cultures. I want to meet people. There are places I want to be for my mom, but I'm not doing it just for her. I am doing it for myself, and probably dragging Matt along for the ride. We've made tentative plans for a trip in January 2016 and I'm super excited about it!! I'm not going to divulge where just yet. We will see how things go in the next couple weeks. In the meantime....


Happy Monday and 5 Good Things

I am happy to say I successfully lived through the last ballet of the season as well as being made fun of by a certain famous trumpet player onstage last night who was unhappy with the lighting... thats right Mr. Rude Pants, if you want a lighting show, go see Lady Gaga... and also put it in your rider. GRRRRrrrr.  I'm currently sitting on the couch watching Gilmore Girls enjoying a bit of quiet before I finally stop pretending I can't see the giant pile of laundry and dishes making faces at me. Having an entire household living at the theater this week definitely took its toll on my poor house. 

Anyway, moving on! I ran across a few bloggers that do a weekly Happy Monday post and also list 5 to 10 good things about the last 7 days. No promises I will actually do this weekly, but I appreciate being able to look back on your week in a positive light, especially when it has been a trying week. Despite how you choose to look at things, there is something good about every day.

We repainted our family room! It had been the same beige color for about 8 years and was way overdue for a makeover. We've been too busy to finish redecorating but having the color done is a huge relief. Clearly the dogs don't care as much as I do...


Leftovers from our Easter feast were consumed all week and it was fantastic! Especially these cupcakes. NOM!!



I'm aware this is a terrible photo... Matt and I ordered a few hiking hammocks and received them during tech of the ballet. I absolutely had to test it out and hung it behind the flyrail at the theater.


Why do we ever stop coloring? Its such a stress reliever and fantastic for those like myself who have a tough of a.d.d. and are unable to just sit and do nothing.


This incredible rainbow appeared after a few hours of pretty heavy rainfall on Saturday. I love this kind of springtime stormy weather, even when it wrecks havoc on my sinuses.

March According to Instagram


Juggling two jobs sometimes makes me forget what happened last month, or last week. (Okay fine, 5 minutes ago... shh... don't judge) Thank goodness I actually post to instagram occasionally otherwise I'd completely forget things like celebrating my wedding anniversary! Here's what happened in my world in March.


Matt and I celebrated 9 years... thats nearly a decade of being together! I may or may not feel old. But at least we feel old together!
Tattoos happened. Again. Yay Friday the 13 tattoo sales!
I got a new haircut which I love. Never thought I would buzz any part of my head. I attribute it to my "be bold" resolution. 
Treefort! Theres so much I don't like about this music festival, but it is good people watching, and we did hit up a few one off performances. 


I skied!! Never, ever, ever thought that would happened. Be brave!!
Matt came up to the Sawtooths in the days after we closed Smiley Creek for the winter. Much plaing in the snow happened in a few short days and it was fantastic.
Mamma Mia came through The Morrison Center. I have a very soft spot for that show and Abba in general so I of course loved it. Vic and I never miss a silly face photo op. 
While Matt was up with me, We skied back to Redfish Lake and walked around. Even little Piper loved it. 


A few words about words...



In the months following the loss of my sister and my mother, I couldn't bring myself to read fiction. What I did do, was devour poetry, and quotes about loss and grief, strength and weakness. I wrote the ones I connected to in a notebook. I didn't realize it until sometime later, but I was searching for words that explained more eloquently, the feelings in my head and in my heart, because I couldn't describe it. I needed to read and identify with the words of others who had felt what I felt. In a weird way it made me feel less lonely. These words understood and explained how I felt. They didn't judge, or make me think I was crazy or compare my loss or level of grief to theirs. In a few months I read hundreds of poems and quotes. As helpful as they were at the time I read them, only a handful remain memorized. The one that struck me the most was brought to my attention by a good friend of mine and is probably the most powerful two lines I have ever read in my life.



These words made me realize how deeply loosing them affected me. Pride told me I was okay. I now am now aware I am not, but someday will be. I started this post tragedy journey wanting to live FOR my sister and mom. What I have learned is that I am really living for me. Through everything I do they are with me, "everything I do is stitched with their color." 

I am not defined by their loss, but so much of what I have accomplished in the last year has been influenced by them, or the loss of them. Life is short and unpredictable. I have learned that I want to live it. I refuse to be unhappy, complacent. The biggest thing I'm trying to figure out is what kind of person I want to be and how to achieve it in baby steps. A constant thought in the back of my mind is whether or not my sister and Mom would be proud of the person I have become. I'm not sure that is a healthy way of looking at things, but it is always going to be there. One thing I do know, is that whoever I was, whoever I am, and whoever I will be... They'd love me regardless. THAT is the kind of person I want to become... another example of the influence of their absence... and my decisions being "stitched with its color."




Furry Friend Tag!!




 I adore my two fur babies. Some might even question the healthiness of said relationship. That said, here are a few questions about my dogs, who are both rude and ginger. *bonus points for anyone who gets that reference*


1. What is his/her name? 
Piper and Ella


 
2. When did you get them?Piper we got in 2006, Ella came in 2008









3. What is something they do that annoys you?
Piper is an instigator. She will pick a fight with the neighbor dog then prance away like nothing happened, leaving Ella in a war of wills at the fence. Ella likes her own voice. Which is very loud. She also enjoys cat poop.

4. What type of breed are they?
Piper is a mini Dachshund, Ella it a Blue Tick Redbone Coonhound mix.


 

 
 5. Have they ever had a near death experience?
Ella and her brother got themselves into the middle of the Salmon River a few years ago. After getting caught in the current for a bit Ella beached herself on an island and waited on her dad to rescue her. It was dramatic and she hasn't really cared for moving water ever since. Piper is far too cautious to get into any real trouble.

6. Do they know any tricks? 
Piper was taught to sit pretty, which is pretty much begging in the cutest way possible, by her first owner. She doesn't like being told what to do so that is the extent of what she does on command. Ella learned to sit, lay down and shake pretty easily. When she really, really wants her treat, she will do all three at the same time. Its pretty hilarious if I say so myself. 
7. Do they love to snuggle? Piper would live curled into someones lap if she could. Ella, not so much. Cuddling is on her terms only, and never for very long. we love her the same though.



8. Where did you get them?
Piper is from our good friend Dan. We got her when she was about 2. Ella we got as a puppy from a couple I went to school with.

9. Do they get along with other dogs? 
Yes and no. Ella is instinctively protective. Shes got to sniff out the situation first. Piper used to love everyone, but in her old age she is getting a bit grumpy. She has learned to bark first, let Ella judge the situation, before she invests anymore attention.




10. Do they get along with strangers?
Ella- see above. Piper, if you have food or are willing to let her cuddle in your sweatshirt, she is your best friend.

11. How much do they weigh?

Ummm... Piper is about 10 pounds, and Ella is about 90.
 
12. Do you ever dress them up?  
Piper has occasionally been known to sport a coat or a sweater given to her by her grammie. Ella, nope. She'd just eat it. 

 
 
13. Have they ever tried to run away?
Nah, they're far too spoiled 

14. How did you come up with their names? 
Piper came with her name. Ella is named after Ella Fitzgerald. No other reason than I love her.

15. How much does he/she mean to you on a scale of 1-10?
11!!!