The Best And Worst Of Times

We interrupt all the boring house talk (don’t worry, it’ll return tomorrow) to tell you about our NYE 2010.

We had an AWESOME day skiing with a snowboarder friend from San Diego. I told you I wasn’t super fond of PCMR here last year, and trust me, it wasn’t any cleaner and we waited in line 45 minutes for one lift. But I’m a better skier, and we found some unpacked parts of the resort. We dodged the crowds and the newbies. What a difference it makes. The only catch was we were skiing runs that totally should not have been open. We were hitting ice patches, rocks, and grassy wet spots in some places. The pressure of opening the resort as fully as possible to get the tourists in over the holidays is too much sometimes. Mother Nature didn’t give us enough snow for this week. That being said, again, we had a GREAT time. I was as good as (I humbly state ‘if not better than’) the company, which makes an enormous difference. We skied until 4 or 5, super late in the day for us. So that was the best of times. Taking 2009 out with a bang up ski day.

MK loves NYE. It might be his ‘thing’. Holidays in general are his thing, NYE and July 4th especially (I know, crazy right?). He really wanted to go to Vegas with some friends but I had to lay down the law and say that since the fireplace guy quoted us a million dollars for new fireplaces (or he suggested burning the house down and starting over) this house had to be our priority and I didn’t want to spend over a grand easily for one night. Maybe some other time.

So we got tickets to a bar party here. We plowed the driveway first, and I cooked a huge steak dinner and made some really good hors d’oeuvres to take next door. Our super awesome neighbors in their super awesome house had a bunch of super cool friends that we got to meet. We had a wonderful time getting to know them and look forward to hanging out in the future*.

We excused ourselves (in hindsight, should have stayed!) and got ready to go out (threw on a mini dress). It was a super cute dress and I don’t have one good picture of it. I might just wash it and wear it tonight and take some pictures…Anyway. We were told that Harry O’s is the most night-clubby nightclub in Park City, and it would be a good place to spend NYE. Some Pussycat Doll was hosting and I’m not going to say the DJs name due to where I’m going with this but I bet you could figure it out in a few minutes searching online.

This bar, this party, the people who worked there, the host, the DJ – I mean, I have nothing good to say.

MK and I will have a good time no matter what. We are determined people. Especially when we spent money to get in, in a line that took forever, where the retarded door girl just stared at us for a couple minutes before doing her really hard job of looking our names up on the list. Then the guy wouldn’t stamp us since working a STAMP is hard. Then, to check your coat was 8$. I don’t care what holiday it is, we live in a COLD place. Don’t charge that much (IF AT ALL) for a coat check. That is LAME. The bartenders were acting like you were lucky they were even there at all. I’m not sure if people don’t tip well in bars in Utah, but I do. There have been a few bars here where these bartenders are so. put. out. to get you a drink. On NYE? Come on.

The host girl was totally cracked out of her mind. She did what you can barely call ‘burlesque’ if you’ve ever seen anyone that knows what they are doing. If she was really a PCD, I now have no need to ever she that kind of show. Her eyes were rolling back into her head, she couldn’t talk coherently, and I’m pretty sure the thing that was supposed to be so ‘hot’ – her in a bathtub – was almost a disaster, since she looked about to topple over at any second.

The music was the WORST EVER. If you’re a renowned DJ, don’t come to Utah and act like you’re DJing for Mormons. There are plenty of people traveling. And if that’s what you play when you’re in LA, SD, or Las Vegas, crap, anywhere, you should get booed and shut down.

Now get this: The DJ and whoever was yelling over his awful mashup almost missed New Year’s. How do you mess THAT up? We literally got treated to a FOUR SECOND countdown. 4,3,2,1. Done. Sucks for you if you were in the bathroom.

At this point I am off the dance floor and making my way out of the cheesy crowd ASAP. People that thought they were big deals were climbing up on stage. Girls must have forgotten you could SEE UP THEIR DRESSES and were doing things I hope they felt bad about the next day (Note: Don’t wear your grannie panties with teddy bears on them if you’re going to dance like that!). People were actually ON PURPOSE pouring their drinks on people, which mystified me. The whole crowd was nuts. Maybe in a state where it’s hard to get booze you suck at drinking. Even in the most nutso bars in Austin, LA, Vegas, drunk people dance and hug on NYE, not pour drinks all over the place.

So we found a nice empty bar upstairs and things got better until a guy doused us all in his champagne, again on purpose. Don’t they know that’s alcohol abuse? Drink it. Then I’m not kidding, a guy a friend was dancing with BIT HER ON THE NECK.

Sticky and overwhelmed, we went for our coats. Which we got a dirty look for not tipping for – don’t work where they charge 8 DOLLARS A COAT and maybe you’d make a tip. We went to our friend’s hotel and hung out until almost 4 laughing about the night.

Next year we might have to do Vegas. Because I thoguht hard about this rant. I’m not too old to have a good time. I wasn’t wasted, but I was in a good mood ready to have fun. This placce was totally a train wreck. There’s not getting around it.

*Which will test my skills. Holy cow, when they all were asking why we moved here and we said “to ski”, I thought that was a totally normal answer – like, why ELSE do people move here?!?! But these people taught me there is SO MUCH MORE AWESOME STUFF to do here. These guys all ice climb (I don’t even get that idea), snowshoe, hike, bike, ride rapids, etc. etc. I told them I’d try everything once as long as they knew I’d be bad at it, not matter what it was!

What Is It? A Holiday?

Of course we are on such a roll around here, we can’t stop. Finished a bathroom yesterday. Minus the towel rack, Home Depot didn’t have a single one in bronze. But it’s so much better than it was!

Woke up this lovely Christmas Eve, and started painting the guest room. Don’t want to lose momentum…

Somegosoftly wishes you all the best your holiday can bring, no matter what you may be doing!

A Charitable Christmas

Or, a post not about me for once 😉

Okay, well at least a little less about me.

MK and I were set to run over to Whole Foods and buy one of those bags that feeds a family for Thanksgiving. Then the house work started and like so often happens, Thanksgiving came and went and we didn’t do anything nice for anyone.

This not-working thing made me want to volunteer somewhere. But as often happens, I got caught up in our own things and reading too much internet garbage and couldn’t even make a decision where to try and help. For three years. The last time I gave anyone any money, or support, in fact, was after the Tsunami. You can’t even remember when that was, it was so long ago. But I found a Christian medical organization that just for that tragedy gave 100% of the money you donated over for medical supplies and relief. That’s a good number. Some charities, you might be surprised to learn, donate a meager percentage of what you give to the actual cause you’re giving to. Those fun runs and 5Ks? Someone I know learned that not even 10% of her registration went to the cause. Why run for that?

I am pretty impressed with this website I just found:

Charity Navigator

and hope that this year for Christmas, even though it’s going to be my cheapest Christmas, I can find someone doing some good and pitch in. While we might be making do with less, charities got hurt this year in a big way, and even the littlest help will make the biggest difference!

The drop in giving last year was the biggest in the 54 years that Giving USA has tracked the data — leaving no doubt that the recession is having a negative impact on contributions. -quote from site

I found this place that I’m pretty excited about – thinking about some things on the wishlist!

Instead Of Working On The House

MK loves that instead of helping do stuff around the house I worked on this all day. Just kidding. We painted, then I did this. In about 4 minutes. Hope you like it. (And BTW, it’s all true…as in stuff we need/don’t have yet.)

THE TWELVE DAYS OF HOME-OWNING CHRISTMAS

On the twelfth day of Christmas our friends and family gave to me

                                                          (or, I went to Home Depot and bought with my hubb”y”):

Twelve screwless faceplates

Eleven dimming switches

Ten million feet of trimming

Nine times five sq.ft. of granite

Eight kitchen table chairs

Seven bronze doorknobs

Six bottle wine cooler

A FIVE-PIECE sectional sofa…

Four Ikea bookshelves

Three bathroom faucets

Two lazy susans

and a front door with a holiday wreath.

My Second Total Repost

This year, social media is all over how we celebrate the holidays. Everyone is all Facebook-y about wishing me a Happy Thanksgiving, or tweeting me about their turkey. One thing that went around on Facebook was a status update a day of what you were thankful for. What are you thankful for?Reminded me I did this:

This is a list of 100 things I’m thankful for. I randomized them, and tried to keep them really simple – but 100 is a lot, I had to get a little creative. I hope you enjoy, think of some things maybe you forgot, and tell someone you’re thankful for them this holiday. Enough sap, here’s the list:

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  1. My faith.
  2. My husband.
  3. My health.
  4. My parents.
  5. My grandparents.
  6. All the rest of my relatives, I have a great family.
  7. Old friends.
  8. New friends.
  9. Sunny weather.
  10. Live music, especially outdoors.
  11. My writing.
  12. Laughter.
  13. My college degree.
  14. Freedom.
  15. Becoming fit.
  16. Puppies.
  17. All my vacations, now too many to count!
  18. All the places I’ve lived.
  19. My memories.
  20. My in laws.
  21. Running water.
  22. The power of prayer.
  23. TV on the internet.
  24. Margaritas.
  25. Learning how to cook.
  26. My car.
  27. Enviga.
  28. Not working.
  29. Good radio.
  30. Soft blankets.
  31. Fires in the cold.
  32. Learning to ski.
  33. Growing up in the 90s.
  34. mp3s.
  35. Everything anyone’s ever given or made me.
  36. Paper and pens.
  37. Trying new things.
  38. The ability to forgive and be forgiven.
  39. Migas and breakfast burritos.
  40. Sunrises, sunsets.
  41. Every pair of my shoes.
  42. Everything I’ve made myself.
  43. Childhood accomplishments.
  44. A1. Yes, the steak sauce.
  45. Learning humility.
  46. Helping strangers.
  47. The internet, my blog.
  48. 1999-2006 in Austin.
  49. Cameras, pictures.
  50. Dimmed lighting.
  51. Hummingbirds.
  52. My gym membership.
  53. How good I sound singing in the shower.
  54. Common sense.
  55. Holidays.
  56. Learning from mistakes.
  57. The NFL.
  58. France.
  59. Parties.
  60. Birthdays.
  61. Learning patience.
  62. The Red Sox.
  63. Calligraphy.
  64. Romance.
  65. Sundays.
  66. Pedicures.
  67. People with great senses of humor.
  68. Zombie jokes.
  69. SXSW.
  70. Surprises.
  71. Feeling whole.
  72. Understanding.
  73. The ability to grow.
  74. Crying until I laugh, but only sometimes.
  75. Knowing when to back down.
  76. Knowing when to stand firm.
  77. Knowing I still have a lot to learn.
  78. Daydreams.
  79. Being taken care of when I’m sick.
  80. The invention of Imitrex.
  81. Chicken Noodle Soup.
  82. Emerson.
  83. Surviving high school.
  84. Thick skin.
  85. Glitter.
  86. Poetry.
  87. Pajamas with feet.
  88. Hope.
  89. Massive Attack.
  90. People who recycle.
  91. Nalgene bottles.
  92. Mini skirts.  MY FIRST NEW HOUSE!
  93. Dr. Scholls.
  94. My wedding album.
  95. My husband’s work success.
  96. K cups.
  97. Experience.
  98. Parades.
  99. Volunteers.
  100. Love!

My First Of Two Total Reposts

I’m not lazy, just want to remind you of some of the highlights here at somegosoftly. And even people with nothing to do take breaks on the holidays ;).
My post from last Thanksgiving(2008):

Thanksgiving Reminiscing

Thanksgiving this year got me thinking about the fact that I’ve been doing this a while. I always question the cheesy autobiographical nature it tended to take on – but right now I can be thankful. Even MK has noted there is a bit of worth to being able to check here to recall our adventures.

Here’s two years of Thanksgiving’s at my fingertips.

November 2006

November 2007

I especially enjoyed the Thankful Challenge that I participated in last year.

I can easily remembering sharing Thanksgiving with my in laws and my crazy new San Diego friends. This year, we’ll be with great friends in Utah. Yet another day to write about, share with you, my friends and family, and make you a part of right here. So this year, I’m most thankful that you stop by, that you participate, that you keep me blogging.

Ocean Beach Oktoberfest

Anyone know why they spell it with a “K”? Is that a German thing? Makes it more authentic? I know next to nothing about the German culture. If I were to base my slim knowledge on the Ocean Beach Oktoberfest, I would have to say that Germans have lots of eating and drinking contests…

I volunteered to help with the 5K Fun Run the morning of the Beerfest. I made 300+ Jello Shots for said run- the Hash House Harriers run in style. We organised people, got them their wristbands, and sent them on their way. We drove to meet them and give them said Jello Shots. We drove back to the Beer Garden and redeemed the four drink tickets we earned for our hard work.

I made it through one Vodka Red Bull, but it was tough, it was 10AM or so. Then I powered down a few of those Jello Shots. I’m only telling you this so that you completely understand what I was thinking when I volunteered for the Beer Stein holding contest. Because after a little Vodka, OF COURSE these silly little arms could win 1st prize!

But then I was nervous. One drink coupon was also redeemable for swag, so I got a nice little boot on a lanyard. Then I used my last ticket to fill that boot with liquid courage (beer). And we were off. Then ten girls I was with were fortunately mostly Hashers. The only drawbacks to this were that 1. They are strong 2. My scare tactics didn’t work 3. All the boys were watching.

Side note: I am not one to make excuses, but it is pretty funny that just as my poor little bird wings were going flapping, my cell phone vibrated. It was where I always put my cell phone after a run if I don’t have pockets. That did it for me.

I was first one out. Oh well. We watched the boys, ate at Sunshine Brewing Company, and had a fun time watching bands and Brat eating contests.

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Yet again, terrible cell phone pictures.

This is the sausage you had to toss in an itty bitty bucket far away to win a chance to roll some dice to win $10,000. Riiiight.

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Halloween Favorite: Pumpkin Carving

This is one of my most popular links, I repost it every October.

Click this link for the original SomeGoSoftly blog post.

Or, click here to be brought right to the internet site that lets you carve a pumpkin online.

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