Wednesday, December 16, 2009


There was a point this summer when I felt like I was being left behind by my friends who were graduating college and going onto bigger and better things. Whether they were moving for graduate school, a job, or just because they could, I was envious. After all, what did I have to look forward to once school was over? Getting a job, hopefully one I liked, and then what?

Recently one of those friends confided that it wasn't all that it was cracked up to be and they long for the comforts of home and familiarity. Turns out most of the people I previously wished I could trade shoes with are just as eager to trade with me.

In a small way I think I have a sense for what they must feel being so far away. I may have only moved to Park City, but I'm still not very familiar with where places are and how things work here. I am frequently asking Jason where this restaurant or that store is. And I've had to rely on the GPS in my phone more times than I care to admit.

Several people have made the trek up Parley's to visit but not as often as I'd like. Parley's is such a deterrent, especially in the winter, from going or coming. Damn you canyon.

I know that this is just an adjustment period and that things will get better- I just need to improve my coping skills.

So while the grass may appear greener on the other side (of the canyon, country, etc.), it's really probably just a different type of grass. We/I need to learn to be content with the local flora and fauna.

(Two posts in one week. Go me!)

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Blogger Fail

I have always admired bloggers who publish at least one post a week. Obviously, I am not like those bloggers. It's not that I don't have subject matter to discuss. More like I have the attention span of a gnat and as soon as the idea for a post comes it's going out the way it came. So here's a lickity-split update while I remember:
1. We moved to a condo in Park City! I am walking distance from work and have loved sleeping in, coming home at lunch, and the overall proximity to the other place where I spend a large majority of time.
2. I love my job. I especially love that I get to bring Lucy to work with me. She keeps the other office dog, Milo, company. Milo is her boyfriend. She loves him so much. She shows this by seductively positioning herself over his face. I have to remind her constantly to stop being such a hussy.
3. This week my hair went from being 4 1/2 fist lengths long (stacking one fist on top of the other from the base of my neck to the end. Very scientific measuring method.) to being about one fist long. I'd like to pretend that this was a conscious decision I had debated and finally settled on but it was more like a necessity after I received a botched haircut that left me with two layers: long underneath and one shorter, really thick layer about halfway down. It was bad. So now it's short. I'd be lying if I said that I have embraced this change with open arms, but it's actually been a really challenging adjustment to make. I loved my long hair. Really loved it. So now I'm starting over.
4. It snowed like 3 feet in Park City last night. Holy bajeezus. It may be time for an all wheel/four wheel drive vehicle (what's the difference, anyway?) Does anyone have a suggestion?

Alright, that's all I've got for now. See you in a few months when I feel guilty again.