Friday, December 29, 2006
From our Grayson Highlands backpacking trip. Every little girls dreams come true - wild ponies are still alive and well in the US! OK, "wild" in theory only - these stocky little guys were pretty tame, but that didn't make it any less cool to hike with them.
I've been on 4 trips so far, all of them WAY fun as evidenced by the photos below:
- Kayaking in Wilmington, August
- Fall Foliage, Mt. Mitchell/Linville Falls, Julian Price Park, October 22
- Waterfalls and fall foliage, Rainbow Falls, Davidson River Campground, Pisgah National Forest, Oct 27
- Greyson Highlands, Dec 6 (Wild ponies! The Appalachian Trail!! Summiting the highest point in VA!!! First time backpacking w/o a car!!!! A fantastic trip by any measure...)
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Halloween parachute man!
If you're going to live in a 4th floor condo, you gotta throw stuff out the window. It's just the rule. So why not parachute men with Tootsie Rolls strapped on their backs for the Trick or Treaters? It was a huge success with the kiddies and parents, despite the casualties that you see swinging from the power/data lines. And now we have a bunch of leftover parachute guys in case a party every gets dull.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Dr. Herring will be my surgeon.
The surgery is arthroscopic outpatient, and I'm scheduled for Wednesday, March 1st. I'll take off the rest of that week, but should be back at work by March 6th, I think. He said recovery is 3-4 weeks in a sling, 1 month intense physical therapy, then 1-2 months of moderate physical therapy, and then I should be as good as new.
Anybody got a LaZBoy I can borrow for the first few weeks of sleeping afterwords? :-)
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
I was just recently reminded about something I heard several years ago: everyone should have a list of 100 things they want to do before they die.
100 seems like an awful lot, so I'm just going to work on 25 to start with. This will be a evolving list, as things come to me.
- Journey in the desert (including sleeping out under the stars at night)
- See the Northern Lights (kinda saw them once in Iceland, but I mean a GOOD viewing)
- Sail across the ocean
- Romp in a null gravity environment (hey, nobody said these have to be achievable)
- Be silent and alone for a week
- Live in a foreign country
- Live in a skyscraper
- Shave my head
- Become proficient at some kind of body/movement based practice - yoga, salsa, pole dancing, trapeze work, aikido, belly dancing...something like that...
hmm, this is proving to be harder than I thought! Is that good, indicating that I go ahead and do the things I want to; or bad, indicating that I have no creativity? ;)
I do feel sorry for poor Sammy. He was in the car with me, and I totally freaked out for a good 30 seconds in rage and pain - yelling at the top of my lungs, moaning like the damned. He's just a dog, for gods sake, I'm sure he though I was upset with him. Poor fella.
Anyway, I'm kinda bummed cause I didn't get to finish painting the old house for selling. Just need one more coat on the back room, should go really quickly, I just need 2 arms for it.
Monday, January 30, 2006
This SUCKS. The first time, at least it was a novel experience. Something new to add to my life chronicle, my first major injury. And in such a stunning location! With such kind people!! and oh, the fun of the Spanish hospital!!! The second time, it's a boring story and it's just plain tedious.
I cannot tell you how annoyed I am, and how little I want to face the next 3 months.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Afterwords, Hubbie and I stayed there with the body for a while. Again, without context - how bizarre. But with context, I'm glad we did. She looked SO peaceful, as she hadn't looked in quite a while. It reminded me of how she used to be, and made me sure that we did the right thing by letting her go. I'm glad I was there with her both during and after.
As for getting on with life without Missy, it physically less painful than I thought. She'd been a ghost of a dog for some time, and wasn't participating in our daily lives anyways. So in the physical world, there's not much of Missy to miss. In the emotional world, it's extremely painful. There's a lot to miss, but I believe I'd already gotten used to living without her.