Category Archives: Adventures

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Geeks Who Drink

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The City Weekly here pointed me to @WWJDinSLC, who then pointed me to Piper Down for a trivia night hosted by Geeks who Drink. I forgot it was even Wednesday, but at 6pm we called up two buddies and ran down to the bar. It was the same pub style trivia I’d played in Austin. It was totally packed, I think there were about 34 teams. At the end of 4 rounds we were mysteriously in 2nd place. Then at the end of 6 we were 7th, then we emerged with a stunning comeback to take 2nd place with 69 points, which we are pretending to have done on purpose, since the winning team only beat us by one point. And, might I add, they had quite a few more people on their team.

I’d like to thank my parents and brothers for the exceptional knowledge I played the round of wrestling quotes and the question about the KFC Double Down. I’d like to thank RD for teaching me about Indian food, I rocked that category too. We won a 25$ gift card to the bar. We’ll be back.

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Everyone Loves A Good Open Bar

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Our Friday night out last weekend for Sundance wasn’t much, it was late when we got to the St. Regis and the bar there closes early. We met our new friends BK and JK and some company they had visiting, drove down Main Street, and decided to try our luck again the next night.

Saturday we got stuck running late for our cab pickup, so we figured he left us and we hopped on the bus. It was a great decision not to drive because the snow was really coming down. We went to the Spur and happened upon a locals discount and a really loud band. JK’s visiting buddy disappeared and returned frantically waving at all of us to find the back side of the bar, a room I wasn’t even aware of. There was a party hosted by someone (Yahoo?) that no one was at. The one lonely guy invited us all in. Then left. We took over and made ourselves at home. It was perfect because some of the girls hadn’t eaten, and hello, all the food and drinks were free.

All our group.

All mine.

As fun as it is to live like a VIP we wanted to run around and see what was happening. Another bar party, a takeover called Crown on Main, was 850$ for the weekend. So I hadn’t even considered it. Until the door guy waved us in. So we had a drink there too.

We stopped at a coffee shop for Mr. MK and decided our next action plan, as fun as the free stuff was the music from both places had really hurt our ears. The Stanfield Artist Lounge was supposed to be where the good stuff was, so we headed there next. We were badgeless, wristbandless, and not going to pay to get in. We waited in the line figuring since we’d had such luck so far, we could talk our way in.

Then we noticed the reality of the situation. Anyone could get in for free. The ‘out’ door was closer to the line than the ‘in’ door, and people were just wandering right in. *shrug* We had to try it. We got in and up to the bar when a big dude asked to see our wristbands, as they had finally become aware of the flaw in their door system. I still had my coat and gloves so I fumbled around as we made our way out the door to safety. That was close. At least we got in long enough to see we weren’t missing anything, it wasn’t much of a party.

So we got a ride to our car from a sweet guy that didn’t know what he was getting into. The roads had not been plowed and the highway was just stopped. We were stuck for about 30 minutes, then had our own drive to our place to contend with, which was the craziest thing we’ve ever done. I didn’t want to scare my Mom with this one. We almost didn’t make it. But, we did.

Through this:

It was a super fun Sundance weekend considering we didn’t plan anything. MK even saw a movie, thanks to BK.

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Busy Bees

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I don’t feel too bad, over the holidays I posted plenty of house stuff and no one was wandering around the site. It’s still so much slower than usual that I have taken some time off from the internet to play. We had friends in town and got to ski Brighton and Snowbird for the first time. Even without a ton of snow, we are finding plenty of fun.

There’s no down time though, even apres ski beers have to end and we end up painting and doing house work. Will have tons of pictures eventually, we’ve gotten a ton done since we have our first visitors to our new home coming Sunday. Can’t wait!!

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Extended Summer

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One thing I am not a super huge fan of on Facebook, almost as much as typos, is you telling me about the weather. “It’s nice out” doesn’t really merit my attention. I could see it if you were in the middle of a crazy hurricane, but then again, get off Facebook and go stand in the doorway or whatever it is you’re supposed to do.

But San Diego is killing me! Every day this past week I’ve had to resist the temptation to post an update letting everyone know that it is the Best Day Ever. It’s been super warm and sunny. MK and I took our cruisers out every day, went and worked out, walked the beach, dined al fresco, and got tons of sun. You wouldn’t even know it was October!

We have been super spoiled with this beach condo. Float parties right outside our door, a giant hot tub, good friends- Dude, a beach wedding(!), my brother moving here(!), and enough beach volleyball to exhaust anyone. (I never told you guys my DADD got out there and played with us!!)

So, San Diego, and everyone I love so much in it, thanks for making this without a doubt one of the best summers I’ve ever had!

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Funderemployment

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Three years is a long time to be ‘funemployed’. We’ve lived in a couple different cities, I learned to ski, I wrote two books that I wish some magic fairy would just publish for me already. I’m kinda ready to go back to work. To try something new. Some extra cash in our house hunting account wouldn’t hurt either. I’m finally ready to contribute something to this marriage and stop being so lazy.

Crazy, right?

What will the beach do without me lying around all day? How will TNT stay afloat? The library? WordPress even?!?!

Well, magically I think those things will be okay. But how will I be? How many times will I have to practice getting up to the sound of an alarm? Wearing heels again? Wearing (please no) a suit maybe? There are a lot of no fun things about jobs – you all would know better than me, most of you have had one this whole time. I on the other hand, even though I’m excited about the possibility of trying something new, am in reality terrified. I haven’t yet figured out what to put on my resume for the last three years- the internet suggests I list all my volunteer activities *giggle*. So I’m trying not to stress about HAVING a job – but then I start stressing about my ability to GET a job, especially a FUN one.

And there’s one thing that I know beyond a shadow of a doubt: I’m going to suck at it. No matter what job I get, remembering a routine, following orders, and not putting my foot in my mouth is going to be impossible. And I’m going to be embarrassed. Probably frequently. And I don’t think there’s anything I hate more than embarrassing myself. Too bad MK won’t just let me go back to school – that I think I could handle.

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Recovery

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Tuesday after Labor Day I got up and ran some errands in an effort to look productive after a super loooong weekend.

I stopped at the bank around noon and the teller looks at me (I thought I looked okay) and is all “How’s the recovery going?”

I had no idea what he was talking about, then remembered it was a long fuzzy weekend. And we laughed and talked about what we did and I got over my initial shock of thinking I looked like I had a botched nose job or something.

MK had scuba all weekend with MB, so Saturday I got JC (MB’s girl) and we did a little shopping, had a little lunch, and  I dropped her off with her family. There was another innertube event, this time christened “Floatopia”, and it was right out side my place, so I walked down to the water just to check it out – and ended up seeing my friends right away and hanging out for a bit. It was bigger and crazier but not any better or worse than last time (if you still haven’t seen the video it’s in the comments here). Sunday I went to a giant boat party all day with MR then came home for a big huge dinner and a movie.

Monday MK went sailing so I threw a party without him. Not really, but some neighbors were playing volleyball and so MR CH JC and MB came over and much bay style beach drinking volleyball playing fun was had. Almost too much fun – so we went to MB’s and made a big dinner and played Rock Band until we couldn’t see straight. The whole weekend did leave me totally wiped out and after recalling only half of it I thought the bank guy was funny – he had to get back to real life – at least I got to sleep in!

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Healthy Living Is Overrated

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We had a big beach volleyball party last Sunday. A too big party, really. And we partied and stayed up past our (MK’s) bedtime. I got a little grounded for not having sympathy when he didn’t put himself to bed. So as punishment I had a self imposed week of clean living. Just to prove I could do it. And I did do it. But I think it’s totally lame.

I got up at between 5 and 7 every day this week – usually (my honesty embarrasses me) I get up around 8 or 9. I worked out all week – which I haven’t done in forever. I stayed sober all week (again, that honesty thing).  I cleaned house, read books, didn’t even get too much sun. We went out to dinner only once. We stayed in at night besdies volleyball night and even then left early and kept it very low key.

All it did was water weight bloat me and make me irritable. And crabby. I didn’t feel like myself at all. Some people might get better from a ‘cleanse’/detox period, I think I crashed and burned. I mean, really, I’ve gotten so used to my night owl hours and way of life the change did not do me well. I got told at volleyball last night I am super-no-fun-pants when I’m there sober. I agree.

Thank goodness KD is coming this weekend to get me back to my old self!

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Once Is Enough

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MK and I love trying new things, places, and events. If it looks or sounds interesting, we’ll check it out. Maybe we hear about it from a friend, or read it in the paper. Even if it is something sort of unusual, we try to have fun.

Some of those things have totally stuck. We go out for Taco Tuesday all the time. Free concerts in the parks are great in the summer.

Some things I love to say “Yes, we did that.”, but once could totally be enough. Legoland, Sea World, certain museum exhibits, Comic Con, even certain themed parties and events that go on here annually. Yesterday totally falls in to that “I’m good” category.

The Del Mar Race Track is an overwhelming place. It’s the only race track I’ve been to, so I don’t know if it’s the same relative size/environment as other places. You might remember I told you about our first time there, for the Million Dollar Purse Day. We thought that would be the big day, but were corrected last year and told that Opening Day was where it was at. That was big hat day. That was see and be seen day. So we had to go!

It was hot. And packed. And crazy. We (I) spent way too much money trying to stay hydrated (with beer). We paid to get in to the nice part but still weren’t quite able to figure out the best place to hang out. There was some amazing people watching, for sure. By the end of the day all the ladies/girls in less sensible shoes were doing the barefoot walk of shame home. *giggle*

But that was kind of it. Don’t get me wrong, I had the greatest time in the world with my friends – they are so fun that part is a given. And we all dressed up and I felt like a pretty pretty princess. But the hassle of parking, trying to even see the races, and getting around for food and drinks was a bit much. If there were just a few less people I would have felt better, I think. Unlimited ticket sales = me feeling claustrophobic!

So many of our friends go to this event every single year. I know two girls that were devastated this was the first year they were going to miss…I didn’t get it. It’s not to say we’d never go again, I mean – if we’re invited, and there’s nothing better to do…but it’s not something I’m going to come to expect!

Here are all our silly pictures!

Tell me: what’s something you were glad you tried once and have never done again?

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Legoland

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Legoland is the perfect fun zone for children ages 6 to 13. Or ages 30 to 35.

DW is my buddy for all things I’ve always wanted to do but never got the chance. This is a great post about one of our adventures together. So with him here I had a buddy (couldn’t believe CH turned me down) to drive up to Carlsbad and pay too much money (I will swear forever I was not the one in charge of the coupon) to see Legos. Legos everywhere. Rides were for small children, even though we made our way on to a few. MK let us go be happy and excited, and took our picture so often the camera battery died.

We watched screaming crazy kids run through water, look at Lego Miniland, and eat junk food. And I might just be speaking for myself (but I doubt it) when I say: these things are much funner without the kids. The kids are what most adults are even there for, but we were there for us.

We (I) keep telling the joke, we’re going to have kids that want to go, and we’ll just say, “Nah. Mom and Dad went, here are thie pics. Look how much fun we had! You wouldn’t have that much fun. The lines were long. This is close enough”.