Too Little Too Late?

So I’ve not been on here.

Short story: It’s been a busy year. I moved back to Missouri, watched/helped (a little) my best friend get herself hitched, bought a house, moved into that house, got a real job, and generally just changed my life.

Shorter Story: I’m back to blogging because I’m bored.

So, from here, where will the ol’ blog go?

Have fun watching me fix upattempt to fix up my newest investment…

Meet Beau, my new-to-me bungalow:

Beau's Kitchen

She (yes, Beau is a she… and she really loves her gender-neutral name) is my first big life event– other than my move to Colorado. And she is CERTAINLY the first event in my life that makes me think that I am growing up too fast. I may have had a moment of cold-feet for a second, but true love won out and I am excited to introduce her now.

As for that wedding. All the best wishes for Bekah and Patrick. You are a beautiful couple and I am so lucky to have been a part of your big life event. Even if it was a wee bit stressful at times… After all, we will only remember the good times in the years to come. Here’s to you!




24 July 2011. travel. Leave a comment.

Adventures in Wanderland

I will admit, some times, it is a bit lonely here. I love my family and miss them.

A lot.


But… this isn’t a sad post. ‘Cause my mom came to visit! We had so much fun. We ate. We laughed. We ate some more. We walked around in between even more meals.

Good times.

Here is the evidence:

A sweet pear and rum crepe at Crepes & Crepes,


a mussels-and-lobster dinner (and chocolate cake dessert!) at Le Central (why yes, I did play with the lobster claws… It’s a shame Mom has the only photo…),


A visit to the Aquarium. Where we met many a fine friend!

This poor guy was being harassed by Sharky…


While I posed with him…

…and gawked at the awkward sex-life of Giant Groupers.


Photo Opps!




And Mom’s favorites… the jellies…


Mmm… speaking of jelly (*cough-donuts-cough*)…

here is one of the prettier desserts we devoured over the weekend.

Thank you, d Bar!


And thank you, Mom, for visiting me. Nothing like a girls’ weekend out.

Now excuse me while I plan your next visit…

23 November 2010. Tags: , , , , . colorado, travel. Leave a comment.

I’m famous!

Now, not only am  I related (if only in name) to the Broadway actress, but I can also claim name-fame for this whimsical commercial:

(I hope I have that much spunk when I’m old!)


19 October 2010. Tags: , , , . travel. Leave a comment.

I’m Just the Dog…

Side note: The past few weeks have been busy! I am now tutoring a woman who is getting her MA in apparel and merchandising (as well as tutoring Naema on occasion), working full time, and still volunteering at the IEP at CSU… and… I have decided to go back to school. So add GRE prep to the mix and this girl has few spare hours in the day… Anyway, enough excuses. On to the post:

Few things are as exciting as stumbling upon the Estes Park treasure known as Elk Fest. Yes, Ruth, Jess, and I travelled to Estes/Rocky Mountain National Park to view the beautiful fall foliage and we greeted by the enormous occasion dedicated to the wapiti of Rocky Mounts.

A quick decision was made to change our initial plans and go “elk hunting.”

…but we quickly became distracted by a few more-fierce inhabitants of the hills:

The stunning (and sleepy) Willow the Wolf.


The terrifyingly agile Beaky Bill.*




The slightly more whimsical (and cute!) Rudy the Owl.*

After animal hour, it was time to venture to the Stanley. They tried to make us pay, but we showed them! A 10 minute hike from downtown Estes was definitely worth the $1.66 we each saved. After all we would have never discovered this gem:

I would likely maim a moose for views like these:



Oh, Dear Stanley! How I’ve missed your pretensions and general horror…



Well, we couldn’t leave without at least one (or 37) creepy picture(s). I think we freaked out a few of the guests with these shots.


And speaking of shots, no, we did not kill any elk. Or moosen for that matter. But we did enjoy shooting the beautiful outdoor wilderness know as RMNP. My camera died almost immediately upon entrance, but I feel it’s better to observe with your naked eye as opposed to through a viewfinder. At least occasionally.

I can’t complain. The day was a marvelous 12 hours of fun, food, friends, illegal hiking, bandana stealing, and elk hunting. And wolf petting. And barefoot tramping… and picture opps like this:


God bless you, Enos Mills.





*I won’t lie, I made up names. I couldn’t resist. The birds were presented by Rocky Mountain Raptor Program, but I was to enthralled by Bill’s 180 degree head turn to pay attention to his monitor. Hey, the names could be right for all I know…

9 October 2010. Tags: , , , , , , , . colorado, My Girls, travel. 1 comment.

Bows, Bees, and Blak Kittie

A weekend in MO. Once a dreaded occurrence, now a celebrated occasion.

I found a cheap decently priced  flight into Springfield, so I flew in to surprise my family members on a weekend furlough. Surprises were foiled by a few family members who attempted to leave town for the Labor Day weekend, but in the end, it was a success as far as family visits go, filled with board games, food, and plenty of sunshine.

My dad was all too happy to show me his newest toys…

… a new compound…

… a new beehive…

… which we robbed of honey.

I also got to see my beloved animals! Oh how I’ve missed this duo:

And the sneaky tactics of Blak Kittie never fail to amuse me.

Nor does one-horned Olga.

9 September 2010. Tags: , , , , , . travel. Leave a comment.

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