Only 3.5 weeks left of being spoiled by the Colorado landscape. I'm sad to go, but also excited to see my friends. It's nice to get messages from you guys saying how much you miss me. It means a lot to me. But, I should not be thinking about leaving already. I still have so much to do! This Colorado adventure is not quite over yet.
Tomorrow morning I am getting up bright and early to run and also meet up with John and Susan for a trip into the mountains to check out some land. From my understanding, it is somewhere up in Woodland Park. Hopefully we will be passing the Donut Mill! That would be quite the treat and Susan and John have yet to eat there! Unbelievable!
So, I am looking forward to a nice day tomorrow. Those two are a lot of fun to be with.
Tonight, I just watched Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day. It wasn't too bad of a film. I enjoyed how proper everyone acted in the movie. After the movie I practiced the guitar for quite some time. I have been getting better, but as with anything, it is a slow process. I decided to go to the beginning of the book and start transitioning between notes with only play notes with one finger. So, after I get the notes down with using just one finger, I'll add in all the fingers to play the notes and hopefully I'll be better at transitioning.
Again, another wonderful, funfilled day full of learning.
7.17.2009
7.11.2009
A storm of Rustic Bread and Eggplant Lasagna and red wine
Another week in the real world. This week has been very eye opening and has helped me know to a certain extent what I would like to do once I graduate. But, I will always be exploring my many options.
After work I stopped by the new Sunflower Farmers Market that opened up in town. A great store with great prices for organic and local food. I picked up some eggplants, tomatoes, and sourdough bread.
I came home, turned on some music and just started cooking away. I used a recipe off of the site called vegan yum yum. It's alternating layers of grilled bread, tomato sauce, and olive oil baked eggplant slices. I had that with a wonderful glass of red wine. A nice storm accompanied me at dinner with lots of hail. You could hardly see out to the backyard it was coming down so hard.
After work I stopped by the new Sunflower Farmers Market that opened up in town. A great store with great prices for organic and local food. I picked up some eggplants, tomatoes, and sourdough bread.
I came home, turned on some music and just started cooking away. I used a recipe off of the site called vegan yum yum. It's alternating layers of grilled bread, tomato sauce, and olive oil baked eggplant slices. I had that with a wonderful glass of red wine. A nice storm accompanied me at dinner with lots of hail. You could hardly see out to the backyard it was coming down so hard.
My mom knitted this lovely sweater for me. It is made with hand dyed yarn from Japan. I think the colors make it look like a landscape. It such a beautiful sweater and I can wear it in the colder and warmer months.
7.03.2009
Early morning breeze, scuffed knees
Today has been filled with nothing but adventure. I woke up at 5:30 this morning to something hitting my bedroom window. I saw a hawk above the window well, very still and cocking its head back and forth. It was not making a noise, which was puzzling since I kept hearing a banging noise. Then 'boink'! A young pigeon plastered itself against the window. Then again and again. You could just see it saying "Oh please let me in! For the love of god, do you see this hawk's beady eyes?"
So, I walked upstairs in a daze and found Aunt Mary in her writing room and proceeded to stumble over my words to try and tell her the activities happening at my window. She finally gave up on trying to decipher what I was saying and just said, "Let's go down and just check this out". By the time we had got to the window, the hawk had left and the pigeon was up against the corner, still as a statue pretending he was not there.
When Uncle Pete woke up he climbed down the window well and retrieved his pigeon. It turns out he is the runt of the batch and can't fly so well. He seemed to be okay. Uncle Pete said it looked like the hawk had gotten him at least once. There was a little bit of blood on his head, but nothing more then that.
After all of that excitement, uncle Pete and I packed our packs and pedaled away to work on our bikes around 6:30AM. We could not have picked a better morning for a ride. There was a nice cool breeze and a blue sky filled with clouds. The first few miles of the ride were brutal. We would pedal up a big hill and only coast down a little hill before the next hill. It was a constant roller coaster. At one point I wasn't so sure if I would make it. I was behind uncle Pete and it looked like he was dominating those hills. Until, he had pulled over to wait for me to catch up. I slowly conquered the hill and met up with him. Both of us talking inbetween gasps of air. So we took a little rest and dominated the rest of the hills like true gladiators. We pedaled through town for a bit until we reached the Santa Fe trail. A beautiful red graveled trail that stretches for 40 some miles I believe. The trail was full of wildlife and little streams of water. The Air Force Academy is in Colorado Springs. We saw about four or five parachuters above us. It was quite a site and I wish I had my camera on me. Maybe next time I'll catch them. They jump just about every day. I usually see them on my way to work. It's fun to try and find a pencil dot of a person jump out of the plane.
Eventually the trail splitted in two and I heard uncle Pete behind me say something along the lines, "this way". So I tried to turn around, but turned to sharp and just bit the dust. He was just trying to tell me that he had to take that trail to get to his work. So I scuffed up the knees pretty good and rode the rest of the way to my work. I made great timing and got to work around 8:45 AM. Thank goodness work has showers, otherwise I would have been one stinky person. I felt very accomplished and downed a banana and some strawberries when I got to work. I was extremely hungry.
Our bike ride was around 26.4 miles! The longest and hilliest ride I have ever been on.
Aunt Mary was on call today as our first aid team. Luckily we didn't quite need her. But, she came in handy. After work we were suppose to ride and meet up at this great bar called Trinity. Right before I was about to get off of work that unusualy Colorado weather kicked in and started pouring down rain. It didn't seem like it would be one of those 10 minute showers. So I called Aunt Mary to see if I could be picked up. Here she had uncle Pete on her cell phone and me on the house phone. Uncle Pete was soaked and waiting under a dry spot. So once each of us got picked up we all headed to Trinity.
It was a happening place tonight. The entire parking lot was full and the bar packed with all sorts of people enjoying every aspect of Trinity. We decided to sit out on the patio and enjoy the freshly watered earth. We ordered a few drinks and all sorts of great food. BLT sliders, Tuscan platter, and Vegan buffalo wings that are absolutely to die for.
So, I walked upstairs in a daze and found Aunt Mary in her writing room and proceeded to stumble over my words to try and tell her the activities happening at my window. She finally gave up on trying to decipher what I was saying and just said, "Let's go down and just check this out". By the time we had got to the window, the hawk had left and the pigeon was up against the corner, still as a statue pretending he was not there.
When Uncle Pete woke up he climbed down the window well and retrieved his pigeon. It turns out he is the runt of the batch and can't fly so well. He seemed to be okay. Uncle Pete said it looked like the hawk had gotten him at least once. There was a little bit of blood on his head, but nothing more then that.
After all of that excitement, uncle Pete and I packed our packs and pedaled away to work on our bikes around 6:30AM. We could not have picked a better morning for a ride. There was a nice cool breeze and a blue sky filled with clouds. The first few miles of the ride were brutal. We would pedal up a big hill and only coast down a little hill before the next hill. It was a constant roller coaster. At one point I wasn't so sure if I would make it. I was behind uncle Pete and it looked like he was dominating those hills. Until, he had pulled over to wait for me to catch up. I slowly conquered the hill and met up with him. Both of us talking inbetween gasps of air. So we took a little rest and dominated the rest of the hills like true gladiators. We pedaled through town for a bit until we reached the Santa Fe trail. A beautiful red graveled trail that stretches for 40 some miles I believe. The trail was full of wildlife and little streams of water. The Air Force Academy is in Colorado Springs. We saw about four or five parachuters above us. It was quite a site and I wish I had my camera on me. Maybe next time I'll catch them. They jump just about every day. I usually see them on my way to work. It's fun to try and find a pencil dot of a person jump out of the plane.
Eventually the trail splitted in two and I heard uncle Pete behind me say something along the lines, "this way". So I tried to turn around, but turned to sharp and just bit the dust. He was just trying to tell me that he had to take that trail to get to his work. So I scuffed up the knees pretty good and rode the rest of the way to my work. I made great timing and got to work around 8:45 AM. Thank goodness work has showers, otherwise I would have been one stinky person. I felt very accomplished and downed a banana and some strawberries when I got to work. I was extremely hungry.
Our bike ride was around 26.4 miles! The longest and hilliest ride I have ever been on.
Aunt Mary was on call today as our first aid team. Luckily we didn't quite need her. But, she came in handy. After work we were suppose to ride and meet up at this great bar called Trinity. Right before I was about to get off of work that unusualy Colorado weather kicked in and started pouring down rain. It didn't seem like it would be one of those 10 minute showers. So I called Aunt Mary to see if I could be picked up. Here she had uncle Pete on her cell phone and me on the house phone. Uncle Pete was soaked and waiting under a dry spot. So once each of us got picked up we all headed to Trinity.
It was a happening place tonight. The entire parking lot was full and the bar packed with all sorts of people enjoying every aspect of Trinity. We decided to sit out on the patio and enjoy the freshly watered earth. We ordered a few drinks and all sorts of great food. BLT sliders, Tuscan platter, and Vegan buffalo wings that are absolutely to die for.
Ace Pear cider. Such a beautiful drink all around.
We then came home and watched an episode of Sherlock Holmes on PBS. And now I am tired and starting to feel a bit achy in the legs. Hopefully they won't hurt too bad tomorrow. We are having the neighbors Susan and John over for finger foods and drinks tomorrow night. So I am looking forward to another great weekend with family and friends. Happy 4th of July!
It was a bit chilly.
The accomplished bikers!
The scuffed knee.
(Don't worry Mom,
this wound won't get infected!)
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