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  • hardShell

    i was ecstatic when i received snow shoes for christmas, i have always liked skiing and being outdoors and i know how to dress, duh growing up in Scandinavian…or so i thought till this past weekend when i pulled a city-slicker move and wore jeans with my gators, and my new shoes kicked up snow to the point that i had to change in the car.

    really smart? Not. anyway, i wasn’t upset over the hike being cut short although my beau was; hence i will have to buy a new pair of hard shell pants for my adventures in white. yep. put my soft shell hally hansen pants i have had for 15years on the backburner. i am reluctant but i know better than to be under dressed in temperatures below 30 degrees! i should call it my BlondMoment as that is exactly what it was.

    the jeans where drenched and i had to do the ultimate outdoors thingy, and change in the car on the way back; luckily i had i wool socks on goreTex gators that kept me a bit warmer. my snow shoes come with

    this awesome spring action that actually clears the snow off, while at the same covering your back in white. ah-hem-i question the design?. who was the genius that thought that flicking snow half way up the back side of a woman is a good idea??

    enough said.

    the snow pack was good-solid but light that made the mini snow shoeing trip worth it. i am sitting in my favorite coffee shop watching people paying for parking when the street is Free cause it is like a Holiday, like you don’t have to Pay for parking……

    don’t forget that small coffee is Bigger when it is served by a small indep. that actually knows how to roast their beans.

  • etchaSketch….

    it is one of those days where the sun creeps in the windows, my writers block comes and goes. waves. the olympics look like silver peaks with the mountain covered in a beautiful blanket of white. the sidewalks are black ice hell. sand? pourly made second latte bummed me out today.

    maybe it was the sheer lack of foam. a thin layer on top. reminded me of the slush outside. i have begun to re-think my book and see if i can get back into writing again. maybe switch out the topic; change the storyline. the thin foam reminded me of missplaced ideas.

    or a jigsaw puzzle where the image forms itself by the shapes that match at odd angels and then form an image. last summer i worked on a puzzle and built it inside out. i Hate puzzles. maybe it is the time it takes to make them or the fact that i prefer trivial

    pursuit. one of my favorite bars back east had trivial pursuit cards sitting at the bar and my friends and i would sit there for hours people watching and asking each other questions.

    i am sitting watching what i refer to as etcha sketch situation/maybe it’s the super expensive watch and the fact that one of them didn’t pay for his pastry, the odd conversation and the sidekick with the greased hair who is Only listening. i smell a sewer rat. what i left the eastcoast to get away from.

    oh well. i will still enjoy the bright beautiful afternoon that is making the city glisten in golden sunshine and watch people tripping down the sidewalks of ice.

  • thewaterCoolerGames

    the short list-or how i have become a PNWen’r-when i first came to PNW i believed in umbrellas instead of hats, i thought that charF**** was “good” coffee and i also had my grande latte, extra hot, i also thought that my latte had come with too much foam. i was pondering how i prefer the smaller cup for my coffee. i lived next to a local roaster for 6 months and was lucky to see how the ReallyGood stuff is made. my whole view of coffee changed.

    i titled this entry the waterCooler games, as the nfl playoffs are this weekend. i watched ManU score out Arssenal today, ahem we are again Numero Uno on the table in the Premiership; it was hard to watch newcastle get their butts kicked with a six/0 ending score. but Hey…i can’t really complain.

    i have shrunk my music collection from my cd’s into a small piece of electronics that is lighter than my phone and as a light as a piece of paper. years ago i wrote about how i thought burning music on your PC was unPC, since then my view has shifted not because someone lifted my old beater walkman on the bus with a compulation CD that was limited release. not having the walkman wasn’t such a downer, rather it was the missing the CD i had in it. besides for the fact that the walkman would qualify for frequent flier miles.

    i take my coffee in 8oz cups, and when i hear people order extra hot like today a guy behind me in line ordered-my eyebrows shotUp and i had contain myself, don’t you know how to drink that? line. i wasn’t picking him up, and i am sure that my pals on the other side of the counter would have told me to shut it. i was recently accused of eating Healthy in the house i am living in, as i make these random spinach omelette’s when the mood strikes. i have always been eating well, even when i was homeless this summer i used the little cash i had and ate from WholePaycheck as it was eatable.

    the meal i had while living out of the day shelter was a small gift to myself. i cherished everyday. since living out of my backpack for nearly 2months; i no longer run and out and get things just to get them. i think about if i am actually going to use whatever i have bought. i donated a new pair of pants i bought last summer, they no longer fit but what it reminded me of more was why. if you ever see me out, i will be typer sipping and savouring that ceramic 8-0z of coffee. pondering when i will write a new poem, or jotting down notes on what i should place in this bubble that is my blog.