Bloggers Unite

There aren’t that many of us left anymore, and even those of us that trudge through life trying to do exciting things to write about, or have great opinion about something, get writer’s block far more often than we want (and by we I mean me).

So good news to all of you that have been sorely missing SNIPPY…

she’s back! 

The Gift Of Art

There are a few rules that MK and I made for the house. We had to ditch a few that were made deliriously in the UHaul on the way from Austin (it is way too cold for the nekkid rule). 😉

It was hard having to settle down, we might not still be ready for it. We weren’t excited to go to the store and get stuff that just hangs or sits around. One of our rules was to have a story behind our things. Even wherever we rented, the things that were most meaningful were never just things. They had a story, and not just that they were on sale. Each koozie is from an event. Front and center in my kitchen is the vase my Grandma gave us for our wedding. Now, the table by our door is funny because we got it at an auction. And I swore I wasn’t going to buy crap at Bed Bath and Beyond (I don’t think we have, yet!). I was going to make our own art.

But here’s the thing: I suck at art. I am a perfectionist. It is possible that getting a Thank You card in the mail from me will take months because I’m trying to choose the right words. And have a good handwriting day. It’s true. Things I paint have a great idea, but the execution, not so much.

SO THANK YOU JB! JB painted two pieces of art for us that are going to be a part of our house, and our story forever! You remember that JB is freaking artsy, I told you about her soaps here. So she was willing after skiing like an awesome lady to paint me a painting that I mentioned that I liked, and a monogram I tried and sucked at.

How lucky am I? The first painting will go in our living room over the arch (of course first we have to tear down some wood) and you’ll see it when you first walk in! And how cool is the monogram? It matches our bedding! It’ll get a big black frame and hang in the master bedroom. I am so blessed!

Side Tracked

Nothing is better than my company! It has been too far and in between this year. We’ve talked to people that handle resort bookings and say it’s picked up this year from last year. I happily correct them and let them know we’ve never waited in line at our ski resort and our guest room has not been used nearly as much as I imagined.

Last year we had over 30 people come stay with us in under 6 months. This winter, less than 10. Maybe everyone knew the house was new and not as fancy as the rental, but I would think we could have hit maybe 20. Maybe they got the word we were having a weenie snow year.

Whatever the cause, MB and JB were probably our last ski guests this past weekend. I cried when they left, since they are the total awesomest, and since I knew I’d be back to house work. We skied The Canyons, had a girly shopping day while the boys did The Canyons again, then trekked out to my new favorite totally amazing place, Solitude.

We ate well, ran around town, and played some Wii. SB came over and beat us all, of course. I love a full house. I love having company. I don’t even know if I’ve gotten any better at it after all these guests (80+ and I lost count after trying to add up Seattle, San Diego, and Park City…). I try to let my company lead, and I follow. You fall asleep, I do. You say you’re hungry, I cook. You say it’s gross, we get take out. I’m not too pushy, not too overwhelming. Your trip is as jam-packed or calm and slow as you’d like it to be.

Each time someone leaves, I get sad. I clean the bathroom, wash the sheets, notice how my best friends leave the place cleaner than they probably found it, and pour myself a glass of wine they brought me as a gift.

It makes me ready to work on the house again after a day or two. It has a ways to go, but remembering that I’m happy if my guests are happy, I’m willing to strive to make this place as cozy as it can be. For us and them.

A Skiing Visitor

We’ve only had three all winter. This bed and breakfast needs to advertise!

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Five Reasons I Loved JC’s Visit:

  1. My first lunch (and beer!) on the hill all winter.
  2. Skiing nearly open to close three days straight.
  3. Answers to my most ignorant Olympic questions.
  4. A trip to the Utah Olympic park, saw some ski jumpers!
  5. JC, of course.

New Ski

DM came to visit! Not us, exactly, but it just so happened the boys planned a trip to Park City and let us hang out! I got to ski two new-to-me resorts last week, Brighton and Snowbird. They were both a ton of fun! We also got to bowl for the first time at Jupiter Bowl and eat a bunch of good food, and play a bunch of silly bar games.

It was a blast. Here’s my helmet, representing my ski resort attendance. Hopefully more to come!

DM and the bunch of boys was a fun experience. The snowboarders were all about the jumps and falls. Totally different style than what we are used to, a learning experience. They even had a helmet camera which made it all the more hilarious. I skied my first bowls at Snowbird. Pretty much blind, with the fog.

Extended Summer

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!

Creative Lovelies

My good friend JC (who got married this weekend, and is now JB!!!) had me over last week to teach me how to make soaps. She’s been running a small business for a while, doing beautiful custom designs (my favorites are the soaps with a loofah INSIDE and the rubber duckie ‘on the water’). I was amazed by her hobby and curious to learn the process.

It was, of course, way over my head. The mixology of color, scent, and shape is an art! There were neat iridescent soaps, clear, and opaque soaps. There were soaps for every occasion, every gift basket, every room in the house.

Here’s a picture of the soaps that we she made:

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It’s a camera phone picture, so it’s a little blurry, but we she made shimmery gold flowers, and a bunch of different bar designs. In the back was a half loofah/half soap idea she’s considering. The heart was my experiment – TB gets points for showing me the wonders of Press and Seal.

My main concern was that I don’t use soap that often, I’m a body wash girl. But we got some to take home and try, and the glycerin that she uses is smooth and soft. I was totally surprised. Guess what everyone is getting for Christmas…

Since I’m not just telling you how unskilled I am, and I am suggesting you try some soap…

here’s the Creative Lovelies website.

She also has an etsy store link that will be up and running after the honeymoon! 🙂

Bookmark and go back to often!

Good Better Best

How many people in your life make you want to be a better person? Too often, I think, I get in a rut of behavior and don’t spend a lot of time thinking about what the future could hold, what is most important to me in life. We play and goof off and enjoy the present – which I think is totally acceptable – but we also let go of a lot in order to have that fun.

MK and I have made a ton of friends here that are bar buddies. You totally need those friends, but those friends don’t fly to visit you and make you think about your life. They will show up for the Inner2bapalooza, but they’ll get drunk and make you lose your husband. They won’t understand when that bothers you like a good friend will. But a good friend will also tell you when to get over it sometimes. We left so many of those friends behind when we left Austin, and that’s no fun.

For all that and more – hanging out with my friends, talking me through my issues, and just being such a cool person I can’t be happier we met – I totally wasn’t surprised when I had the uncontrollable out of nowhere sniffles after I put KD on the plane. She was probably ready to go – but I wasn’t ready to let her! Thank you, lady, for being so incredible!