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Fortress Of Solitude

Not the Arctic or any of the other random places that the ole Superman hangs out, but my kitchen. I kinda really enjoy cooking. We were just talking about my dream kitchen today, all full of nifty appliances and islands and convection ovens and dual ovens and blast chillers and OMG I want Kitchen Stadium in my house! I have a Pinterest account that I hardly ever use. Perhaps I shall start making my fantasy kitchen there.

Not long ago, I told a recently engaged friend that I would make her some baked goods. I really couldn’t decide on what to make and then I realized that I didn’t necessarily have to pick only one thing. So I made one thing today and I’ll make something else next week. The list of desserts I have bookmarked is, if not downright impressive, downright piggish. I do love to bake, but I can’t do it all the time or else we would have to work out considerably more than we do.

On that working out thing, we’re hitting the mountain again tomorrow. Keystone over Breck! Although we got some first runs on some groomers, we found that we like it better once it’s gotten cut up a bit. So, first run powder yes. First run groomers not so much. We’ll likely end up on those again tomorrow, but hey, I’m being a picky diva wench.

You know, I was going to write some more here, but I think I’m gonna go do some other stuff instead. Yeah, other stuff. Nighty night.

Brain Freeze!

No, I didn’t eat my ice cream too fast, nor did I drink my daquiri too fast. No, dear reader, today, whilst out on the mountain, I unwittingly inhaled really hard to clear the snowboarding snot (how ladylike, right?) and I had my gloved hand up against my nose. Said glove had snow on it which I inhaled with zeal, much like I imagine a cokehead would inhale that first/second/however many line. Let me tell you that this takes brain freeze to a whole new level. Kinda like an even sharper ice pick to the brain. Ouch.

It was a gorgeous bluebird day out there today.DCIM100GOPRO

A 38 year old, a 40 year old, and a 41 year old walk onto Peak 7. They ride all day, skipping going to the top of Peak 6, hitting Peak 8 and Peak 9 also. 8 hours later, they’re lying around the house wondering if anyone got the license plate of the truck that hit them all. There are sore bums, knees, hips, shoulders, and pretty much everything else going on in this house. Thank goodness we decided to take tomorrow off to lay around and watch football, but we’re going back on Monday. Yes, we’re insane. Or at least two of the three of us are.

I thought that driving up and riding and coming back on the same day would really suck. It’s actually not that bad. I did have to switch out driving duties about 40 minutes away from the house, but my eyes really just wanted to close. I think it had something to do with concentrating on the road because as soon as we played Chinese Fire Drill, I was nice and awake. I’m weird like that though.

Now that I am horribly sore, I am once again considering going to get a massage. I would really be interested in hearing someone’s reviews of Massage Envy. It’s a chain of sorts so I automatically have shied away from it. Perhaps you could recommend someone? Here are my criteria:

  • Preferably a dude although I’ve had a few female massage therapists that have had really strong hands, dudes are just naturally stronger. Also, they tend to talk less. I don’t want to have a conversation; I want a massage. I’ll let you know if the pressure is too much.
  • On that pressure point (ha! see what I did there?!?!), like they said in Dodgeball, “Go Balls Deep!” The very last thing I want is a “massage” where you’re just running your hands over my arms/legs/back/etc. I’m pretty active. I have muscles that have been used and abused. Fascia like rocks. No smooth muscle fibers. Is there something deeper than deep tissue? I want that.

Two things. That’s it. Is that so much to ask? I don’t think so. Oh, can I keep it under $100 too? Not necessarily under $100 including the tip, but pre-tip, that would be nice. Yeah, so if you know someone, shoot me a line, would ya? While I’m waiting, I think I’m going to turn in. I still have to try to work out in the morning. Take care!

Rectus Femoris? I Damn Near Killed It

This muscle is currently the bane of my existence. I won’t make you go look it up – let’s call it high, outer quad and then we all know what I’m talking about. I’ve been stretching and foam rolling this M-F-er and it just refuses to give in! I’m fairly certain that this muscle alone is the reason I get up from my desk like a neanderthal. It also makes my knee hurt. The human body is freaking amazing how it’s all interconnected (and sometimes all in pain). And no, I’m not a doctor, but I play one in my head by using my fun phone apps like Learn Muscles and Trigger Points. Oh, and I can’t forget WebMd – the preferred tool of hypochondriacs nationwide.

Did you know that the universe is a dick sometimes? For example, I have my list of things that I want to get done and I’m working diligently on them, and then along comes the universe and says, “Hey! What about THIS?!?!” as it dangles the most delicious looking creme brulee I’ve ever seen in front of my face. Why, universe, why? Today’s dessert comes in the form of a writing lab. I know it will be helpful and time well spent, but the question is, where will I find the time? Scheduling my free time isn’t my strongest suit. It’s why I write in the morning rather than waiting till the evening, weekends excepted. After I get home from work, I just want to decompress and not use my brain. But, and pardon me while I have a revelation here, I need to exercise my brain the same as I exercise my body. There ya go, genius. That’s how you get it done. Ok, writing lab is on the agenda.

Also, winter allergies. Is that a thing? It sure feels like it in my nose. I know the house is a little dusty, but I also know it’s not enough to be causing all of this mess. Maybe I’ll go WebMd myself and self-diagnose my ailments. Mild bronchitis? Possibly. Walking pneumonia? Probably not, but a semi-hypochondriac would swing for that fence, right? Of course we would! On a side note, my husband just shakes his head if he happens to catch me looking at WebMd. Ha, it’s medical porn and I love it.

This weekend, I’m going to, for the first time, take off my diva boots and drive up to Breck in the morning and return on the same day. We’ve been here three years now and yes, my spoiled ass has stayed up there at least overnight every time. I know, it’s terrible. I’m usually pretty thrashed though by the time we break for lunch and just the thought of a 90 minute drive makes me wanna cry. But, panties up! I’m doing it this weekend.

One last thing before I go finish preparing for this day. Dear all of y’all, particularly you circus/pole/aerial people: could you slow down on being so fantastic? I am trying to keep up and I am, for the most part, several years your senior. You’re making me look bad! 😛  Jokes! I have jokes! You ladies and gents keep on rocking because you give me something to strive towards. It’s not greatness in the general sense of the word, but greatness for my age, body, and abilities. Yeah. I’m not 26 and I can’t bend like that, but I will push myself to bend the best I can. I’m not so many things that you are, but I AM so many things that you’ll never be – like black. Bwahahahahahaha!  I’m a mess. Do you do this to yourselves? Do you strive to match/meet the goals of others? No? Just me? Ok. Carry on and have a wonderful Tuesday!

But I’m Not Ready

I’d like to order one more day in the weekend, please. Pretty sure that most folks would agree with this request. Or, at least, most folks that are tied to a 9-5 gig.
We did have a nice weekend. Relaxing, outside of the drive up and back, and everyone came away with a feeling of accomplishment. Now here we are, settled in and mentally prepping for the week ahead.
Honestly, I need more prep time so I’ll check ya out tomorrow. 

Kick. Push. Coast.

So, two things just happened.

  1. I wanted to post a link to “Kick Push” by Lupe Fiasco but YouTube was down.
  2. I composed a post about the day and the Interwebs just ate it.

I just don’t have the energy to recreate the post. Therefore, bullet points:

  • Yummy breakfast with friends and family
  • Snowboarding – wide box win, skinny box fail, little jump win
  • Yummy dinner with friends and family
  • So much laughter
  • Snickerdoodle cookies

Hope your Saturday was awesome!

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