Blogs are one of those things for me that are really great, in theory. "Oh, I will have plenty of time to get a blog running...and keep it beautiful, up to date and semi-interesting" is a statement I have thought more than once. Then there is this thing called life, and it keeps getting in the way of me spending more than four minutes on the computer when I come home from work. Not that life is a bad thing...no no no. Life is amazing! Its just hard to juggle life post-graduation, new job, trip to Thailand, new house, new puppy, Christmas AND a blog. So, my heart filled appologizes to my neglected blog. It is finally time, to get this show on the road. I need to document all these exciting things and get my act together...and the fact that it is roughtly -30F outside right now and all my desire to leave the comfort of sweatpants and hot tea to go outside in the world has left and probalby wont be back until temperatures come back above zero.
Things you will read about in the next few months will include...
1. How winter in Alaska and I have a very love-hate relationship. I am kinda like my new puppy..I LOVE to play in the snow but I also like to be able to feel my feet...and I prefer to pee inside when its below freezing.
1. How winter in Alaska and I have a very love-hate relationship. I am kinda like my new puppy..I LOVE to play in the snow but I also like to be able to feel my feet...and I prefer to pee inside when its below freezing.
2. No matter how cute something is...I dont want to clean its poo. Dear Kepler (new puppy)...I love you...but I can only deal with so many turds per day, and you sir are quickly reachinig your quota.
3. Remodeling in the new house. The house was built for a super tiny little woman in the eighties...I dont particulary care to feel like an old-lady giant when I have to use the restroom. Man those toilets are small! Lets face it...a girl can only have so much orange-oak and brass in their home before they start to go crazy.
4. Hosting our first Christmas. Now that we have a new home, my parents and cousins will be joining us for a Christmas dinner at my house. No pressure...just a major holiday dinner for the family. Its December 7th and we dont even have a tree yet. Stay tuned to watch me as I frantically turn the old lady house into a winter wonderland. I am from North Pole, Alaska afterall...this should be second nature to me.
5. My new job. In the world of spill response I will be traveling all over Alaska to save the world...and hopefully learning a bit more about this great state while I am at it. How about if I dissapear again, instead of thinking that I am lazy, just assume I am off protecting the seals and children from a major environmental disaster...I like it better that way.
6. Trying to get back into peak physical condition. I am tired just thinking about goign to the gym later...its a rough way to get back on the fitness bandwagon. We were doing really well about getting to the gym before we had to pack/our vacation in Thailand/move into the house...and then we kinda stopped. So rest it up little triceps, you are in for a beating in about two hours. (which is conviently enough time for me to finish eating the cookies I packed to snack on today)
5. My new job. In the world of spill response I will be traveling all over Alaska to save the world...and hopefully learning a bit more about this great state while I am at it. How about if I dissapear again, instead of thinking that I am lazy, just assume I am off protecting the seals and children from a major environmental disaster...I like it better that way.
6. Trying to get back into peak physical condition. I am tired just thinking about goign to the gym later...its a rough way to get back on the fitness bandwagon. We were doing really well about getting to the gym before we had to pack/our vacation in Thailand/move into the house...and then we kinda stopped. So rest it up little triceps, you are in for a beating in about two hours. (which is conviently enough time for me to finish eating the cookies I packed to snack on today)
Alright. Back to work before I end up with a non-decorated old lady home filled with puppy poo between the unpacked boxes that I can't move with my flabby triceps.
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