It's kinda hard to breathe.
Awesome.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Crab legs
Surprisingly easy, easy to cook!
Hooray for deliciously, delightful, yummeh dinners at midnight hehe.
Hooray for deliciously, delightful, yummeh dinners at midnight hehe.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Friends,
Thank you!!
For those of you who stopped by to assure me you are still here.
::wipes away a tear:: I love you!
And now.... A story about Alaska...
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The wind whistled through the vents on my helmet as Matt accelerated gracefully onto the bumpy "Seward Highway". It still felt like it was 70 degrees outside, even with the wind rushing my body at 65 mph. The sky held her blue tone with pride and swept away any clouds before they could intrude on her immaculate day.
Riding the bike with Matt is such a wonderful feeling. I don't worry. I don't get scared... I think. I observe. I love. I respect.
The highway made a big sweeping turn and then dipped under an "overpass". A train of thought danced inside my mind and before I could think, "I wonder how close we are to the ocean..." THERE IT WAS. Big. Beautiful. Perfect. On our right- a massive stretch of choppy dark water. The bay followed our winding two lane highway, dancing waves crashing lightly on the jagged rocks below us. The most breathtaking, wonderful, thing... making it different from anywhere else I have ever been- mountains. Across the bay were large, rocky mountains rising straight out of the ocean. I have never seen anything like it.
I couldn't peel my eyes away. OK, that's a lie, I could and did. On the other side of the OCEAN were big hills. There were turn-outs galore, and national parks everywhere. At least one waterfall every mile, some only a short walk between.
As I let the slow tears roll down my cheeks I wondered if Matt felt any where close to how I was feeling. I squeezed him for a few minutes in what I think of as "I love you so much, and I love your bike, too" hug he pulled into one of the turn outs and stopped the bike. We sat there for a minute in awe of the Alaska coastline and both agreed it's going to be spectacular when everything turns green.
I laughed because I was crying from the beauty and the grass is still brown and none of the trees have leaves! LOL. I'm a goob.
After admiring the scenery for a few more minutes Matt looks at me and asks cutely, "Wanna keep going?"
"Hell yes."
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So we rode down to Girdwood and back. It was such a gorgeous day with many more to come. We saw a bunch of different kinds of bikes and look forward to making some new friends.
Thanks for tuning in. Love you Alaska. Too bad we're working for a BS company, with the most tools I have ever had the "pleasure" to work with. Crazy.
-Virginia
For those of you who stopped by to assure me you are still here.
::wipes away a tear:: I love you!
And now.... A story about Alaska...
-------------------------
The wind whistled through the vents on my helmet as Matt accelerated gracefully onto the bumpy "Seward Highway". It still felt like it was 70 degrees outside, even with the wind rushing my body at 65 mph. The sky held her blue tone with pride and swept away any clouds before they could intrude on her immaculate day.
Riding the bike with Matt is such a wonderful feeling. I don't worry. I don't get scared... I think. I observe. I love. I respect.
The highway made a big sweeping turn and then dipped under an "overpass". A train of thought danced inside my mind and before I could think, "I wonder how close we are to the ocean..." THERE IT WAS. Big. Beautiful. Perfect. On our right- a massive stretch of choppy dark water. The bay followed our winding two lane highway, dancing waves crashing lightly on the jagged rocks below us. The most breathtaking, wonderful, thing... making it different from anywhere else I have ever been- mountains. Across the bay were large, rocky mountains rising straight out of the ocean. I have never seen anything like it.
I couldn't peel my eyes away. OK, that's a lie, I could and did. On the other side of the OCEAN were big hills. There were turn-outs galore, and national parks everywhere. At least one waterfall every mile, some only a short walk between.
As I let the slow tears roll down my cheeks I wondered if Matt felt any where close to how I was feeling. I squeezed him for a few minutes in what I think of as "I love you so much, and I love your bike, too" hug he pulled into one of the turn outs and stopped the bike. We sat there for a minute in awe of the Alaska coastline and both agreed it's going to be spectacular when everything turns green.
I laughed because I was crying from the beauty and the grass is still brown and none of the trees have leaves! LOL. I'm a goob.
After admiring the scenery for a few more minutes Matt looks at me and asks cutely, "Wanna keep going?"
"Hell yes."
--------------------------------------
So we rode down to Girdwood and back. It was such a gorgeous day with many more to come. We saw a bunch of different kinds of bikes and look forward to making some new friends.
Thanks for tuning in. Love you Alaska. Too bad we're working for a BS company, with the most tools I have ever had the "pleasure" to work with. Crazy.
-Virginia
Friday, May 1, 2009
Not really sure...
So I am not really sure who reads my blog anymore. I haven't heard from anyone since I started blogging again- so if you're stopping by please drop me a comment to say hello. I would like to think that my words aren't just drifting through the netherregions of the internet all by themselves, lol.
The chaos of Anchorage has subsided a bit. Due to my immense talent of remaining positive I am happy. I have almost completed the unpacking/moving in stage. The kitchen table still has a buttload of stuff on it, but in comparison to the clusterfest that was our living room- I can at least breathe easier now (and not worry about my dogs getting into things they shouldn't!).
I'm kinda sad, though, because ALL our windows and our sliding glass door don't have screens. Why am I sad about this? I am a fresh-air-fanatic and because there are so many, many, many, mesquitoes up here (not yet, but eventually) I can't get my fresh air without applying deet from head to toe even though I'm not leaving the apartment! heh.
Also, I have gone from an outdoor-on-my-feet-all-day job to a sit-on-my-butt-inside job. It's weird. I feel like I am gaining weight and getting mushier with every passing minute (now, now... I didn't say "getting fat" so don't assume that's what I meant). There's a little work-out place attached to the GOOD apartments but that means I would have to go over there early and all that stuff... which also means it's not happening. I'm a little too lazy. I know that forfeits all my rights to complain about the impending doom of extra pounds, but I'm not terribly worried about it. Just... blabbering I guess....
Woo. Anyway.
The new puppy is doing so great!! I couldn't have asked for a better lil shiht than JubJub. The best thing about him is when I pick him up he completely relaxes so I can make him dance or play with his ears and he doesn't care. I'm evil :).
I guess that is all for now. It's kinda chilly so I am going to turn the heat up and snuggle on the couch until Matt gets off work.
Peace~!
The chaos of Anchorage has subsided a bit. Due to my immense talent of remaining positive I am happy. I have almost completed the unpacking/moving in stage. The kitchen table still has a buttload of stuff on it, but in comparison to the clusterfest that was our living room- I can at least breathe easier now (and not worry about my dogs getting into things they shouldn't!).
I'm kinda sad, though, because ALL our windows and our sliding glass door don't have screens. Why am I sad about this? I am a fresh-air-fanatic and because there are so many, many, many, mesquitoes up here (not yet, but eventually) I can't get my fresh air without applying deet from head to toe even though I'm not leaving the apartment! heh.
Also, I have gone from an outdoor-on-my-feet-all-day job to a sit-on-my-butt-inside job. It's weird. I feel like I am gaining weight and getting mushier with every passing minute (now, now... I didn't say "getting fat" so don't assume that's what I meant). There's a little work-out place attached to the GOOD apartments but that means I would have to go over there early and all that stuff... which also means it's not happening. I'm a little too lazy. I know that forfeits all my rights to complain about the impending doom of extra pounds, but I'm not terribly worried about it. Just... blabbering I guess....
Woo. Anyway.
The new puppy is doing so great!! I couldn't have asked for a better lil shiht than JubJub. The best thing about him is when I pick him up he completely relaxes so I can make him dance or play with his ears and he doesn't care. I'm evil :).
I guess that is all for now. It's kinda chilly so I am going to turn the heat up and snuggle on the couch until Matt gets off work.
Peace~!
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Photos and stufff....
Ok, just photos... with more to come...
I am working on organizing them. Most of them need some dire editing, but at the same time I like them raw. Most of them were taken through my windshield so it adds a little flavor.
They are posted on my flikr site, with a link on the right side of this here bloggadoo's layout.
Peace!
No Sarah Palin sightings yet- I will let y'all know when I get to witness the great stupidity in person.
I am working on organizing them. Most of them need some dire editing, but at the same time I like them raw. Most of them were taken through my windshield so it adds a little flavor.
They are posted on my flikr site, with a link on the right side of this here bloggadoo's layout.
Peace!
No Sarah Palin sightings yet- I will let y'all know when I get to witness the great stupidity in person.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Anchorage
Wet, light, and cold.... so far :)
The apartments are really nice, and all of my co-workers are cool. My pups are happy just to be out of the truck, but despite that- it was an awesome trip. I have many, many, many pictures to post on flikr.
Everyone did great on the drive. It was my first time going to another country, and I am glad the transition went smoothly, hehe. We spent about an hour in Canadian customs with our trailer being midly searched (they just opened the back looked in, then went through my purse and stuff) and about two minutes in US customs. I was glad to be back on our soil. We didn't even have to get out of our truck, lol...
"Do your dogs have their shots?" Asks the older US border patrol gentleman through the window.
"Yes, would you like to see their papers?"
::pause:: "Nah.... I believe you. Have a safe trip, oh and you might wanna sign your passport there Virginia...."
We laughed and drove off. That easy. I think it's a requirement to not have a sense of humor if you work in Canadian customs. Granted, I have never been through any other customs so maybe it's just how all Americans are treated?
Anyhoo... I have the internet now so I can once again chat online, send pictures, and all that wonderful goodiness. Sorry it's been a couple months since I have been connected to some of you. I miss everyone, and I think about you guys all the time.
To those of you who are sticking it out, and riding through my virtual nonexistence- THANK YOU!!!
Until we meet again,
Virginia
The apartments are really nice, and all of my co-workers are cool. My pups are happy just to be out of the truck, but despite that- it was an awesome trip. I have many, many, many pictures to post on flikr.
Everyone did great on the drive. It was my first time going to another country, and I am glad the transition went smoothly, hehe. We spent about an hour in Canadian customs with our trailer being midly searched (they just opened the back looked in, then went through my purse and stuff) and about two minutes in US customs. I was glad to be back on our soil. We didn't even have to get out of our truck, lol...
"Do your dogs have their shots?" Asks the older US border patrol gentleman through the window.
"Yes, would you like to see their papers?"
::pause:: "Nah.... I believe you. Have a safe trip, oh and you might wanna sign your passport there Virginia...."
We laughed and drove off. That easy. I think it's a requirement to not have a sense of humor if you work in Canadian customs. Granted, I have never been through any other customs so maybe it's just how all Americans are treated?
Anyhoo... I have the internet now so I can once again chat online, send pictures, and all that wonderful goodiness. Sorry it's been a couple months since I have been connected to some of you. I miss everyone, and I think about you guys all the time.
To those of you who are sticking it out, and riding through my virtual nonexistence- THANK YOU!!!
Until we meet again,
Virginia
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