Showing posts with label cross country skiing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cross country skiing. Show all posts

Friday, January 9, 2015

Happy New Year!


For Christmas my thoughtful sister gave me fat quarters! They make me so happy, I can't stop staring at them, and holding them, and placing them in pretty arrangements to stare at them some more. They will make a pretty happy quilt one day. For now, my next quilting project is for Andie... she wants a black and grey quilt to take with her to Alaska this summer.. and she wants a wolf sewn on it... so I got plenty of planning and quilting to do!

Another favorite present received was some used cross country skis, I've always wanted my own pair and my dad found some great ones at sportsman warehouse that look like new. Another surprise is that my dad got my mom a pair of used skis too, so I will have a buddy to go with! My mom is SO excited, she signed up for lessons at Sundance to teach her the basics and went yesterday for the first time... she did fall, and messed up her pinky finger, but can't wait to go again. New hobbies are the best.




I have been sick ALLLLL week long... we went up to Jackson Hole for New Years Eve and when we got back I made it two days of work, and took the rest off to get better. It's bummed me out because it's the new year, and it's hard to be motivated to start anew when you are coughing nonstop and feeling achey and sore.

Next week will be my fresh start!

Hope you are healthy this winter and that trying new skills and hobbies makes it onto your list of goals! Go break a pinky finger!

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Matchy Match


matching shoes
matching pants
matching gloves
matching coats
matching underwear


Weekend In Kamas

 






Here are some pictures in front of the Dewey Pennington cabin we stayed at this weekend. It was my first time cross country skiing, and I loved it. Shoulda known I'd love it, I mean it has the word country in it - and I love anything that has anything to do with country pride (country music, country strong... etc). At least I hope the country in cross country skiing refers to the US of A, if it doesn't I'll never do it again. Or maybe I'll do it again but call it cross america skiing.

These here pictures are just after we pretty much down-hilled it on our skis back from our trek. I had never been on skis before and followed everyone going up and up this road and trail - to turn around and have to go down a pretty steep run. Natalie and I, by ourselves were cursing, crying, falling, and laughing all the way down. I don't know how, but every time Natalie fell her skis were crossed! Freak! We eventually took off our skis because I was sick of the abuse, but even walking I slipped and ate it while carrying all my gear!

I just snowboard people.

Having a cabin up in Kamas seems pretty awesome. We are far enough away that I didn't have cell service, but close enough to town that we could go on a soda run when John needed some Dr Pepper, and Mary needed an excuse to drive his truck. Snow falling and falling outside the window, playing hearts in front of a roaring fire with Donna, John and Mary, while Natalie reads and Dewey games... there's not much that tops those kind of moments.

Dinner at the Heber Hub, naked hippo, cracking cases, reading in bed w/ Natalie, big breakfast, soda runs, garlic salsa, cross america skiing, matching coats, crazy old songs on the jute box, the Wollenziens, the Deweys, the Perkins, and later ordering in pizza from the parlor... not much that tops those weekends.