Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Dear Greely bowl, let's run away together.
You are so good to me.
I fell in love with Alta once.
it happens every year.
People shouting, hoot and hollering.
We warmed up on a groomer run: Sugarloaf. Scary for me.
Why? That is the last place I stood on my own two feet.
When I skied over the exact spot I broke my leg last year,
I flipped it off. I was wearing mittens though, so it might have
looked like I was just waving, which is probably better anyway.
The good news is, my little leg remembered how to ski.
They opened the high traverse half way through
the day. We skied the backside until
our legs were shaking.
It was so much fun I almost cried.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
just below the University and next to the Pie.
You know the Pie, that pizza place?
If you want to go get one of those gigantic, oversized
monster pizzas, you should then go next door to the ski shop
You could also rent skis for that new girlfriend of yours.
Or you could check out the new Bluehouse demos.
It is a cool, little, LOCALLY OWNED shop.
Not to mention, the only store with my adult hats. THEY OPEN FOR THE SEASON ON MONDAY.
SKI SEASON! SKI SEASON! SKI SEASON!
Thursday, November 12, 2009
thanks for all the birthday notes, calls, flowers, and food.
please note that everytime we go to Ruth's diner, my grandma still asks about "old Ruthy."
Thanks to everyone for a great 25th!
Monday, November 9, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
in the next few days i should have some fine little hats.
Monday, October 26, 2009
old news, i know. but i can just never get enough of this one.
un petite treat for your eyes and ears. the end of this film, Amelie, in my opinion is possibly the sweetest little love scene. shy. i love when they are riding around on that little moto and she smells his sweater and closes her eyes.
she found it.
a shy, kind, beautiful girl sets out to do good in the world. learns to love. and be loved.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
What a little dream. The sewing machine and the table, all flush like that. Wouldn't it be nice? I have a sewing machine, I just dream of a sewing table, you know, to make things easier. So, if you see one at the D.I., or somewhere like that, it would be great if you called me and let me in on the little jewel.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
My favorite part of the novel is when Esteven spills a little South American folklore describing heaven and hell. If you happen to get a hold of this book, it is at the end of chapter seven. He explains a delicious meal, a delicate aroma, and the simple act of selflessness being the only factor which sets the two places apart from one another.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
oh and the URL is vintagepetite01.etsy.com
Monday, September 21, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
a loving heart - stolen crosswords - Hansi -
a boy with lemon hair - a man with feathers for hair -
words - books -reading- writing - loving of the unloved
all narrated by death
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Last week with a closed gate up Millcreek
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Okay, okay, so have you ever heard of a spoonerism? It is when you flip the first letters of two words. If you want to hear one get me excited and talking fast. It seems I slip spoonerisms in here and there on accident. My best one however, was tonight when I tried to say, "she is by far the smartest one." instead I sputtered out, "she is by sar the fartest one."
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
If I remember correctly, it was the 30th of December. What a day. That was the last time I visited L-O-G-A-N. The day was bright and sunny. I had a list of things I wanted to do when visiting logan. Of course, first was to hang out with Hoodrat. That's Jess. Second was to take care of some personal business. By personal business I mean return a couch to its rightful owner. How would we do this? We didn't have a truck, car, or dogsled. So, we did what any stronger than you think girls would do. We started carrying that dang thing towards the two mile away destination. Our goal was to carry the couch all the way, which would include the treacherous 8th North hill. Yeah right. Every 20 yards we had to take a break. Lucky for us it was a Tuesday. Garbage day. When the garbage man saw us slowly making our way up the street, he stopped and asked if there was anything he could do. Has anyone ever talked to their garbage man before? You should they're awesome.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
not for sale