The Weekend is Here

It snowed here in Connecticut yesterday. Not a lot but enough to make the morning commute miserable for many. I was thankful to get to work just as the snow began to fall. I have recently decided that one of the challenges with living here is that it gets cold in the winter but often times there is not much snow(last year excluded). If it is going to be cold I would prefer the world be covered with the white stuff. Plus I just love the quietness that falls over the world when the snow falls. I can almost hear the hush now.

At the end of my work day I went to the farm to pick up this weeks share. It was so picturesque I stopped to snap a couple of photo’s with my phone. You practically need to shield your eyes the sun is shining so brighter.

Have a great weekend!

Setting Sun over the hill and field.

Setting Sun over the hill and field.

 

New and Scary Things Part One

A few weeks back I wrote about my plans to do one scary or new thing every week for a year. My intention is to blog about those crazy scary new things as often as life permits. So I thought I would begin by sharing my adventures from my birthday weekend with my family(click the link if you missed the post).

We headed out early Thursday afternoon. My favorite guy had once again done amazing feats by fitting all our snow adventure gear into our little Prius still leaving room for us! The drive was pretty. Clear blue skies and lots of mountains. We began to see snow on the ground about an hour into Vermont…a good sign since we needed snow to play. Four uneventful hours later we pulled into the driveway of our weekend retreat cabin. It was absolutely lovely! My friend had decked the halls with a huge tree in the main living room and lots of little lights adorned the outside evergreens. I cannot say enough wonderful things about the home that my friend so generously let us stay in, a true blessing.

We enjoyed an evening in front of the wood burning stove and went to bed early to be ready for our first big adventure.

Friday morning arrived and so had one of our daughters and her boyfriend. So after an easy breakfast and putting the necessary ingredients into the crock pot for tonight’s chili we headed out for the mountains. I had called ahead so we knew there had been some fresh snow on the mountain overnight, apparently perfect for the snow-lovers. I planned to take a ski lesson while everyone else got there snowboards moving for the first time of the season.

My lesson started at 1:00. I was a bit nervous to tell the truth. I had only skied once in my life when I was about 14 and while memorable it was not a great experience. My instructor for the next 1.5 hours made his way over and asked a few questions about me and why I wanted to learn now. He said my yoga practice would help with skiing…I could only hope this was true. We waited for a bit as he expected another newbie to join us but in the end it was just me. Not a bad deal at all…a private lesson for $45.00!

So he taught me how to walk in my boots and after he felt I had mastered this task I instructed me on how to get the skies on.

Whoa…those things were slippery! I truly could not believe just how slippery…what was I expecting!?

Anyway, he had me master some basic moves and then proceeded to the bunny hill.

It was okay. I didn’t run any of those little kids over and I managed to stay upright. I guess I did better than I thought because soon enough he had me in a ski lift climbing up the mountain!

Yikes! Now I was scared. I knew the lift did not stop so I needed to jump off and remain standing.

Whew, I did it. Now we would begin our (hopefully) slow descent down the slope. I wasn’t doing too badly. He was teaching me how to steer.

Pretty good.

Not so bad.

Then I started to pick up some speed. Oh no, now what.

On the ground.

I realized he didn’t tell me how to get up so I just waited.

Once back up I tried it again. Wow, I cannot believe how fast I am going.

I cannot really control my speed by turning so I just fall again.

Get up. Now I am cranking. Somehow I manage to get all the way down the hill. I don’t take anyone out and I remain standing. Miracle!

My instructor makes me go up on the lift again. Now I am not gonna lie here, I was getting pretty tired by this point. It was physical as well as mental work just to keep standing.

But I managed to get off that lift successfully for the second time that day, woohoo!

It takes a while. Several more falls. But eventually I make it down. He said I recover well. That is the yoga—good balance! Lesson over. He suggested I go right back up again. I want to go find my family though…not too confident I can make it down alone.

As I walk into the lodge they are all there. I raise my arms in the air like an Olympic champion.

One scary thing DONE!

 

 

December again…

time_for_champagne-party_invitations-tokketok-whiteSo here we are, December once again. And as it does every year at this time in addition to the usual hubbub of merry celebrations and all other things jubilant, I celebrate a birthday.

All of my life I always felt somewhat cheated by having a birthday a mere 10 days before Christmas. Between commitments and illness, few friends attended my parties as  child. Once I got older I preferred to just skip over the whole thing entirely. Not because I disliked getting older…I know some have a real hang up about that but I don’t. I just got tired of being disappointed by those who could not celebrate; it’s hard to compete with the hoopla of the Christmas season. When my favorite guy and I got hitched this became a bit of a sticking point because he is a major birthday celebrator.

But this year I will be 50. Anyhow the discussions about birthday celebrations began early this year and were all over the place. I could easily rule out doing something at our home because we all know who would be doing most of the work for that kind of party. So I considered having a party out somewhere. Wow, can that get pricey! Then I thought I would rent a house up north for a few days and have all our kids there and spend time playing and hanging around together. Whoa—do you know how much that costs?!

I decided to speak with a friend from work who heads north to New Hampshire regularly about a place to stay and do you know what? She is letting us stay in their home for the time for free! Yep, no cost at all! I am so blessed. She has a perfect little log cabin in the woods. Sleeps just enough for all the gang. Even has a hot tub under the stars. Today she came in to show me the photo’s of the Christmas tree that they put up this past weekend.

So we will be heading north for a few days. With the exception of our daughter on the west coastm all the kids, spouses, significant others and grandson is coming. We will be playing in the great outdoors for sure! Hopefully there will be plenty of photo’s, laughs, food, and memories to share.

For today it brings me Joy and Thanks just thinking about it.