Wednesday, May 30, 2012
I'm a Local, and then some
I literally don't know what to say for this post but everything inside my body wants something new on my page for my crazy fans to enjoy! BAH! So here are some pics of my life
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Spring Time Where the Weather's Fine
It's that time of year again, although I am at work in my rain jacket because, yes, it is raining outside and its freezing. But I still have the fever, not the kind of fever that calls for a Niquil Knock-Out though . . . . dang it.
The thing is that I am going to Tennessee again for almost four whole months and I am watching every video on Vimeo for the 6th or 18th time because I love it that much! Also, I love school, but I am THE absolute worst at it so everything about me wants to be in a car. For 30 hours. With stinky boys!
I honestly am waiting for an astroid to destroy the legs I stand on because my life is amazing! I couldn't ask for anything better for myself! Okay, we can explore the fact that I'll be in school for far too long, but even that I am going to be okay with.
I am going to miss my family though, I need those little punks and they need me because its family.
I love you, I love everybody.
The thing is that I am going to Tennessee again for almost four whole months and I am watching every video on Vimeo for the 6th or 18th time because I love it that much! Also, I love school, but I am THE absolute worst at it so everything about me wants to be in a car. For 30 hours. With stinky boys!
I honestly am waiting for an astroid to destroy the legs I stand on because my life is amazing! I couldn't ask for anything better for myself! Okay, we can explore the fact that I'll be in school for far too long, but even that I am going to be okay with.
I am going to miss my family though, I need those little punks and they need me because its family.
I love you, I love everybody.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Thank You Notes
Thank you, Advil, for being like m&m’s that went to medical school.
Thank you, fall clothes, for making everybody look like they are about to go hunting in a Jane Austen novel.
Thank you, Omelette, for being a more popular way of saying, "Egg Taco".
Thank you, knife and fork, for keeping spoon in check. He made a move on my pasta last night, but you guys were there to show him what's what.
Thank you, watches, for not being called, "clock bracelets", even though that's what really what you are.
Thank you, guy standing in front of me in the elevator at work this morning who I basically spooned with standing up. If only the elevator was playing some Ke$ha instead that music, I would have been all up in that piece.
Thank you, Cool Ranch Doritos, for being so delicious that I forget that you make my breath smell like dragon barf for the next seven hours after I eat you.
Thank you, German tourists, for finally answering the question, "Who uses the waiststrap on backpacks?"
Thank you, Lifetime Achievement Awards, for being a nice way of saying, "You are about to die".
Thank you, 2:30 in the morning, for always being the first sign that tomorrow's gonna suck
Thank you, calculator watches, for allowing me to combine my three greatest passions: telling time, doing math, and dressing like a space captain.
Thank you, Lance Armstrong, for competing in another Tour de France even though you're 40 years old. That takes a lot of ball.
Thank you, guy who freaked out after seeing a double rainbow. What does it mean? It means the mushrooms are kicking in.
Thank you, neighbors who put up a sign that says, "We don't swim in your toilet so don't pee in our pool". Pretty clever, but that's not stopping me.
Thank you, LeBron James, Dwayne Wade, and Chris Bosh, for joining Pat Riley in Miami. You guys are like the new Golden Girls.
Thank you, my Driver's License photo, for reminding me that I look exactly like a homeless serial killer.
Thank you, brisk rejuvenating five mile run I had this morning - in my dreams. And when I woke up, I found a bear claw at Starbucks.
Thank you, handkerchiefs, for being a fancy way of saying, "I blow my nose into a tiny pillowcase in my pocket.
Thank you, gym that I go to. On the plus side, your treadmills have TV's on them. On the downside, your TV's have treadmills on them.
Thank you, Celtics star Paul Pierce, for having the heart of a champion, and the facial hair of a 7th grader who just hit puberty.
Thank you, summer barbecues, fow always having fun family games like horseshoes, croquet, and let's see how many daiquiris Grandma can drink before she gets racist.
Thank you, lucky rabbit's foot. Nothing brings me more chronic luck that clutching the severed foot of an unlucky bunny.
Thank you, group of speedwalkers, for looking like a highly focused and technical race to a bathroom.
Thank you, teddy bears, for being way less judgmental than real bears when I try to spoon with you.
Thank you, people who wear mirrored sunglasses. It's like I'm looking at you, looking at myself, looking at you, looking at myself, wait, WHO AM I?!?
Thank you, people who make me take my shoes off when I visit your house. I hope everyone feels uncomfortable and everything smells like feet.
Thank you, Kate Gosselin, for saying you don't care what others think about you. By others, I think you mean your 8 kids.
Thank you, salad dressing, for making sure that my salads are never undressed sluts.
Thank you, people who say, "Wow you're really photogenic", for not saying, "Wow, you're really ugly in person".
Thank you, 35-year old guy whose name is also Justin Bieber. Good luck introducing yourself to people the rest of your life.
Thank you, crutches, for showing me how people would walk if our legs came out our armpits.
Thank you, me from 3 months ago, for promising that I'll get in shape during the winter. You lying sack of. It's 4:00, put down the Cinnabon.
Thank you, marshmallow Peeps, for being somehow much easier to snack on than real baby chickens.
Thank you, person I'm walking behind who happens to be walking to the same place as I am, for making me feel like I'm following them. And when I say, "I'm not following you", you don't feel at ease.
Thank you, receipts from Best Buy, for being unnecessarily long. Hey, thanks for buying the 4th season of Lost, here's a whole rain forest.
Thank you, eyebrows, for being there. Because if you weren't, we'd all look pretty weird.
Thank you, tiny children who call spaghetti pasghetti. Just because you're tiny doesn't mean you get to talk like an idiot.
Thank you, speedskaters, for simulating what it would be like if a handcuffed guy tried to get away on rollerblades.
Thank you, 1/100 of a second, for apparently being a huge crapload of time.
Thank you, Olympic rings, for showing Fruit Loops what they can become if they apply themselves.
Thank you, people who show off their high school Spanish when ordering at a Mexican restaurant. The way you just said fajita made me feel like I was wandering the rustic streets of Guadalajara. No, I'm at a Taco Bell and you're holding up the line amigo. I'm sorry, AMIGO.
Thank you, my checked luggage. I hear you enjoyed Puerto Rico this Christmas vacation.
Thank you, pizza box, for being impossible to dispose of. Thank you for not fitting inside any trash can, trash bin, or trash chute, and thank you for spilling half-eaten crust on me whenever I try to dispose of you.
Thank you, guy who buys an entire outfit from one store. You clearly saw the mannequin and thought, "That's the one".
Thank you, zebras, for showing me what horses would look like if I were on acid.
Thank you, Pez dispensers, for being little creatures that vomit candy out of your necks.
Thank you, new rule that says we have to sneeze into our arms. Now, when I sneeze, I look like Batman.
Thank you, the name Lloyd, for starting with two Ls. I'm glad those two Ls are there, because otherwise, I'd call you Loyd.
Thank you, fall clothes, for making everybody look like they are about to go hunting in a Jane Austen novel.
Thank you, Omelette, for being a more popular way of saying, "Egg Taco".
Thank you, knife and fork, for keeping spoon in check. He made a move on my pasta last night, but you guys were there to show him what's what.
Thank you, watches, for not being called, "clock bracelets", even though that's what really what you are.
Thank you, guy standing in front of me in the elevator at work this morning who I basically spooned with standing up. If only the elevator was playing some Ke$ha instead that music, I would have been all up in that piece.
Thank you, Cool Ranch Doritos, for being so delicious that I forget that you make my breath smell like dragon barf for the next seven hours after I eat you.
Thank you, German tourists, for finally answering the question, "Who uses the waiststrap on backpacks?"
Thank you, Lifetime Achievement Awards, for being a nice way of saying, "You are about to die".
Thank you, 2:30 in the morning, for always being the first sign that tomorrow's gonna suck
Thank you, calculator watches, for allowing me to combine my three greatest passions: telling time, doing math, and dressing like a space captain.
Thank you, Lance Armstrong, for competing in another Tour de France even though you're 40 years old. That takes a lot of ball.
Thank you, guy who freaked out after seeing a double rainbow. What does it mean? It means the mushrooms are kicking in.
Thank you, neighbors who put up a sign that says, "We don't swim in your toilet so don't pee in our pool". Pretty clever, but that's not stopping me.
Thank you, LeBron James, Dwayne Wade, and Chris Bosh, for joining Pat Riley in Miami. You guys are like the new Golden Girls.
Thank you, my Driver's License photo, for reminding me that I look exactly like a homeless serial killer.
Thank you, brisk rejuvenating five mile run I had this morning - in my dreams. And when I woke up, I found a bear claw at Starbucks.
Thank you, handkerchiefs, for being a fancy way of saying, "I blow my nose into a tiny pillowcase in my pocket.
Thank you, gym that I go to. On the plus side, your treadmills have TV's on them. On the downside, your TV's have treadmills on them.
Thank you, Celtics star Paul Pierce, for having the heart of a champion, and the facial hair of a 7th grader who just hit puberty.
Thank you, summer barbecues, fow always having fun family games like horseshoes, croquet, and let's see how many daiquiris Grandma can drink before she gets racist.
Thank you, lucky rabbit's foot. Nothing brings me more chronic luck that clutching the severed foot of an unlucky bunny.
Thank you, group of speedwalkers, for looking like a highly focused and technical race to a bathroom.
Thank you, teddy bears, for being way less judgmental than real bears when I try to spoon with you.
Thank you, people who wear mirrored sunglasses. It's like I'm looking at you, looking at myself, looking at you, looking at myself, wait, WHO AM I?!?
Thank you, people who make me take my shoes off when I visit your house. I hope everyone feels uncomfortable and everything smells like feet.
Thank you, Kate Gosselin, for saying you don't care what others think about you. By others, I think you mean your 8 kids.
Thank you, salad dressing, for making sure that my salads are never undressed sluts.
Thank you, people who say, "Wow you're really photogenic", for not saying, "Wow, you're really ugly in person".
Thank you, 35-year old guy whose name is also Justin Bieber. Good luck introducing yourself to people the rest of your life.
Thank you, crutches, for showing me how people would walk if our legs came out our armpits.
Thank you, me from 3 months ago, for promising that I'll get in shape during the winter. You lying sack of. It's 4:00, put down the Cinnabon.
Thank you, marshmallow Peeps, for being somehow much easier to snack on than real baby chickens.
Thank you, person I'm walking behind who happens to be walking to the same place as I am, for making me feel like I'm following them. And when I say, "I'm not following you", you don't feel at ease.
Thank you, receipts from Best Buy, for being unnecessarily long. Hey, thanks for buying the 4th season of Lost, here's a whole rain forest.
Thank you, eyebrows, for being there. Because if you weren't, we'd all look pretty weird.
Thank you, tiny children who call spaghetti pasghetti. Just because you're tiny doesn't mean you get to talk like an idiot.
Thank you, speedskaters, for simulating what it would be like if a handcuffed guy tried to get away on rollerblades.
Thank you, 1/100 of a second, for apparently being a huge crapload of time.
Thank you, Olympic rings, for showing Fruit Loops what they can become if they apply themselves.
Thank you, people who show off their high school Spanish when ordering at a Mexican restaurant. The way you just said fajita made me feel like I was wandering the rustic streets of Guadalajara. No, I'm at a Taco Bell and you're holding up the line amigo. I'm sorry, AMIGO.
Thank you, my checked luggage. I hear you enjoyed Puerto Rico this Christmas vacation.
Thank you, pizza box, for being impossible to dispose of. Thank you for not fitting inside any trash can, trash bin, or trash chute, and thank you for spilling half-eaten crust on me whenever I try to dispose of you.
Thank you, guy who buys an entire outfit from one store. You clearly saw the mannequin and thought, "That's the one".
Thank you, zebras, for showing me what horses would look like if I were on acid.
Thank you, Pez dispensers, for being little creatures that vomit candy out of your necks.
Thank you, new rule that says we have to sneeze into our arms. Now, when I sneeze, I look like Batman.
Thank you, the name Lloyd, for starting with two Ls. I'm glad those two Ls are there, because otherwise, I'd call you Loyd.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
2011
Spring Break in Mexico
Summer and The 4th in Tenneshmeezy
Lake Powell for my Birfday
This little chumples was born in June
Hobbsy came and visited Logan Town
Climbed some
Hiked some
Lived with these chumples
And one of these little devils got their mission call!
2011 I think you are awesome and to 2012, I look forward to spending time with you
P.S. I have learned that personifying everything is so funny
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Let me build your yard
I'm going to miss when I tell people that I am a biology major, they automatically think I am a super brain. I'm not a biology major anymore. Probably because I'm not a super brain. I am a Landscape Architecture Major, in the college of Agriculture. But you bet your bottom dollar that I'm going to be the best landscape architect these chumples have ever seen! Then you'll have to be impressed!
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Langlie
I am sitting in class, talking to my friend here and there. Learning about carbocations, you know. Devo, the friend, begins to tell me a story with illustrations mind you.
The story starts with, "So when I was in second grade . . ." As he is drawing a box of crayons.
"And I sat by this kid. I thought that the crayons looked like missiles. And he thought that they looked like missiles too. So we talked to each other and then he started to get bad grades. But I didn't get bad grades. So my teachers moved me. But I kept distracting kids. . ."
So anyways long story short ten minutes of class go by as he was telling me this story. Some things don't change?
The story starts with, "So when I was in second grade . . ." As he is drawing a box of crayons.
"And I sat by this kid. I thought that the crayons looked like missiles. And he thought that they looked like missiles too. So we talked to each other and then he started to get bad grades. But I didn't get bad grades. So my teachers moved me. But I kept distracting kids. . ."
So anyways long story short ten minutes of class go by as he was telling me this story. Some things don't change?
Friday, October 21, 2011
I like that I have a job. I like that I am changing my major. I like where I live. I like my roommates. I like my neighbor friends. I like my ward. I like my bishop. I like my institute class. I like my genetics class. . . well not really that one. I like to run. I like Diet Dr. Pepper. I like Logan. I like peanut butter M&Ms. I like my eyes. I like my hairs. I like my mom. I like my dad. I like my house. I like my Alisons. I can do ANYTHING GOOD!
Thursday, September 15, 2011
College Again
There is this lovely little girl and her name is H. Dud, thats what we will call her anyway. I swear the things that happen the times I am with her continue to blow my mind out with laughter and awe.
For example, I was sitting at my desk in my room when H Dud and M money walk in. They ask me if they want to go with them to Taco Tuesday, my inbred response was, yes of course. It wasn't time to leave yet so we were sitting and talking and catching up. In the conversation she brought up that she is ridding a 1973 honda motorcycle these days.
"Shut up H Dud!"
"Ya Cort, want to see it!"
"Ya ya!"
So we all ya'll run out side to check it out. Its was the bomb diggitiest thing I have seen, mostly cause I think H Dud is the coolest and it just made her that much more. Then we decide to head over to Taco Tuesday, M money and H Dud were planning to ride it there and in my head I was just going to meet them there in Uh. But no, H Dud insisted the three of us pile on the Beaut.
"Um, I don't think that will work love."
"Ya it will, hop on!" "Srsly, are you sure?"
"Lets try it, jump on."
So I hop on just to see, and she takes off without any consent. Im my head I'm freaking out and thinking, Um, ok I guess we're all taking this to Taco Tuesday. I rly hope we make it there And for the next three minutes its pure blissful laughter and happiness and loving everything and people staring and freaking out.
Then the rain comes. A pesky cop was just hangin' out on sixth east just waiting for us. He pulls us over right, you are the best Jerk. But in all honesty, he was very nice to us and we were still on a high from five seconds ago that we, us three and the copper, we laughing our pants off. He, laughing and telling us all the things we were doing wrong and a little bit thinking we were idiots. We, laughing for the same reasons. Two walks home and one easy off citation later we got to Taco Tuesday eventually and with different forms of transportation.
H Dud, blowing out my mind again with euphoric tri-passenger motorcycle ride laughter and cop-citation situation awes. Ha ha, loves
For example, I was sitting at my desk in my room when H Dud and M money walk in. They ask me if they want to go with them to Taco Tuesday, my inbred response was, yes of course. It wasn't time to leave yet so we were sitting and talking and catching up. In the conversation she brought up that she is ridding a 1973 honda motorcycle these days.
"Shut up H Dud!"
"Ya Cort, want to see it!"
"Ya ya!"
So we all ya'll run out side to check it out. Its was the bomb diggitiest thing I have seen, mostly cause I think H Dud is the coolest and it just made her that much more. Then we decide to head over to Taco Tuesday, M money and H Dud were planning to ride it there and in my head I was just going to meet them there in Uh. But no, H Dud insisted the three of us pile on the Beaut.
"Um, I don't think that will work love."
"Ya it will, hop on!" "Srsly, are you sure?"
"Lets try it, jump on."
So I hop on just to see, and she takes off without any consent. Im my head I'm freaking out and thinking, Um, ok I guess we're all taking this to Taco Tuesday. I rly hope we make it there And for the next three minutes its pure blissful laughter and happiness and loving everything and people staring and freaking out.
Then the rain comes. A pesky cop was just hangin' out on sixth east just waiting for us. He pulls us over right, you are the best Jerk. But in all honesty, he was very nice to us and we were still on a high from five seconds ago that we, us three and the copper, we laughing our pants off. He, laughing and telling us all the things we were doing wrong and a little bit thinking we were idiots. We, laughing for the same reasons. Two walks home and one easy off citation later we got to Taco Tuesday eventually and with different forms of transportation.
H Dud, blowing out my mind again with euphoric tri-passenger motorcycle ride laughter and cop-citation situation awes. Ha ha, loves
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Gear Room Geesies
Oh my land, there has been two time in one day that I have walked into the gear room to pretty surprises. Here let me tell you about them.
Number one time. Hands full of helmets I walk into the gear room to Ali-Brooke knees bent, claw fingers up and Hobbsie, poor Hobbsie, in the corner all defense mode. He's so ticklish . . .
Number two time.
Walk into the gear room to Tall Face Thompson sitting in the corner all sexy like by the harnesses and across from his was Justin Beiber camera ready, oh boys . . . What the fork.
Number one time. Hands full of helmets I walk into the gear room to Ali-Brooke knees bent, claw fingers up and Hobbsie, poor Hobbsie, in the corner all defense mode. He's so ticklish . . .
Number two time.
Walk into the gear room to Tall Face Thompson sitting in the corner all sexy like by the harnesses and across from his was Justin Beiber camera ready, oh boys . . . What the fork.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
How do you gargle peanut butter?
OOOOOH Tennessee I'm going to miss you. Where people say "I'd rather stand on my head and gargle peanut butter" or "She won't spend a dime, she's as tight as chicken lips." I'm going to miss the accents and the people. . . oh but we'll be neighbors in Logan! Hahahhaa woops. No, but I feel like I'm going back to real life. Where there is a lot more drama and a lot less trees. I miss it though.
I must have turned into a granola bear here cause I find myself with Chacos, an Eno, two climbing harnesses and long nappy hair. I'm going to be SOOo cool when I get back to Utah State!
Here's us just HANGIN' out at Green Brier
I must have turned into a granola bear here cause I find myself with Chacos, an Eno, two climbing harnesses and long nappy hair. I'm going to be SOOo cool when I get back to Utah State!
Here's us just HANGIN' out at Green Brier
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Is this Real LIFE
This guy loved zipping with us, duh, and came back from his car with a go-zillion free meals to chick-fil-a cause he owned one and he can do that. "Yes sir, I would like twelve free meals to chick-fil-a, thank you so much sir" . . . wasn't even his guide, I was just conveniently at the give a way party. Ce la vie
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Today
-Woke up to a rain storm one of my favorite things to happen.
-Organized behind the counters at work, something I've wanted to do for a while and DID IT WELL!
-Got heat stroke, not really and I'm being dramatic but it happens
-Sweated my eye balls off today.
-Dropped my helmet off platform seven and had to fight the spiders and mud slides to get it. But I got it.
-Insta-freeza-nap after work on the couch.
-Cold Dr. Pepper and a hot shower, mmmmm.
-Both of my towels are in the boys apartment so I dried myself off with a dry wash cloth, hahah it worked.
-Now I have got to pee a little bye.
-Organized behind the counters at work, something I've wanted to do for a while and DID IT WELL!
-Got heat stroke, not really and I'm being dramatic but it happens
-Sweated my eye balls off today.
-Dropped my helmet off platform seven and had to fight the spiders and mud slides to get it. But I got it.
-Insta-freeza-nap after work on the couch.
-Cold Dr. Pepper and a hot shower, mmmmm.
-Both of my towels are in the boys apartment so I dried myself off with a dry wash cloth, hahah it worked.
-Now I have got to pee a little bye.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
And He was Large in Stature
I want a man who is large in stature. I want people to describe us as "She's really short and he's like SUPER taller than her." I want people to giggle a little at out engagements because we look so ridiculous and great together. At our wedding I want him to have to pretty must pick me up to kiss me. I want him to have to sit in my side of the familie's family pictures so he doesn't steal the show because he's so much taller than everyone. I want to have him get the sugar from the top shelf because I con't reach it. I want people to tell us that we're like Babet and Morry. I want buy him shoes that I can fit my babies into. I want my sons to be as tall as he is. Ha ha I want a man who is large in stature.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Dog Days
Hahah oh my day went all WRRRong. I'm a terrible guide and a horrible person. Poor little girl.
I'll just word it all fast, I feel like I have to blog lately and don't really want to.
She was terrified. Super TERRIFIED. And I didn't get it. Kevin switched guide modes and I kept with the funny hope-ya'll-are-safe act and it was a bad Idea. She ended up not even trying the first zip and three people got off.
This is when I lost a man card. I drove the Polaris up the mountain and on my way back down I could figure out why it would move. It sounded like it was out of gas. And we tried a bunch of things to get it going and nothing worked. So I radioed the office and they said a bunch of things . . . end of the story is that they came up and all it was the e brake. Nuts.
I'll just word it all fast, I feel like I have to blog lately and don't really want to.
She was terrified. Super TERRIFIED. And I didn't get it. Kevin switched guide modes and I kept with the funny hope-ya'll-are-safe act and it was a bad Idea. She ended up not even trying the first zip and three people got off.
This is when I lost a man card. I drove the Polaris up the mountain and on my way back down I could figure out why it would move. It sounded like it was out of gas. And we tried a bunch of things to get it going and nothing worked. So I radioed the office and they said a bunch of things . . . end of the story is that they came up and all it was the e brake. Nuts.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Oh My Days
Friday.
I decided to accompany Hobbsie on the morning ride today. This means wake up very early. Worth it, I absolutely loved it. Its was the most beautiful I've seen the trees. I knew it would be and I've always wanted to and I'm glad I went. Plus Hobbsie is so awesome. Such a dynamite guy. The only nut balls part about it was the big a spiders I saw. Ooo, I don't want to talk about.
Saturday.
Started early, which is what I want in life. First tour, Koreans. I was so happy, Kevin loves Koreans. And the mom was SO cute, I loved her. She kept saying OOH! That was so fun! (Korean accent) And at the end of the tour they wanted to take us out to lunch! How great is that! Its a tip we didn't have to share really. Its was awesome. Plus there was a guy on the tour who was high up in Disney who gave me a fifty for my tip. I was so excited to show Kevin what the guy gave us. I tell him only to find out that Kev Kev got one too. Thanks silent Disney guy, I guess you had a good time.
I decided to accompany Hobbsie on the morning ride today. This means wake up very early. Worth it, I absolutely loved it. Its was the most beautiful I've seen the trees. I knew it would be and I've always wanted to and I'm glad I went. Plus Hobbsie is so awesome. Such a dynamite guy. The only nut balls part about it was the big a spiders I saw. Ooo, I don't want to talk about.
Saturday.
Started early, which is what I want in life. First tour, Koreans. I was so happy, Kevin loves Koreans. And the mom was SO cute, I loved her. She kept saying OOH! That was so fun! (Korean accent) And at the end of the tour they wanted to take us out to lunch! How great is that! Its a tip we didn't have to share really. Its was awesome. Plus there was a guy on the tour who was high up in Disney who gave me a fifty for my tip. I was so excited to show Kevin what the guy gave us. I tell him only to find out that Kev Kev got one too. Thanks silent Disney guy, I guess you had a good time.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
I swam I swim
These events may or may not sound a little more dramatic then they are but they most definitely happened . . .
Today we the power couple start a tour at around three thirty with the tallest most giant people in the world. Everyone was at least six two! What! Even Kevin looked small.
A storm was supposed to come in but we booked it and did it for the weather looked just fine for another two hours. Then I see the thunder, I hear the lightning. But we decide to hurry along anyway. When I send off the last person from High Chesty I see it. I see the lightning! Its right here! I'm thinking shoot, we've got to skadadle when I look across the line and my heart shakes for the six foot six inch boy didn't make it. He didn't make it all the way, he came back to the belly of the line. We honestly really don't have time for this.
What do you do? Well Kevin just has to go get him. Bless his heart, the thunder will be terrifying in a lightning storm. I'm worried and stranded on High Chesty. And I feel like it just gets worst so I radio the office. They encourage us to continue for we are almost finished with the tour. Ok, understandable. But its getting worse and Kevin just got in. So I zip over and Kev Kev and I agree that we need to get down. I radio office and tell them to get the frick up here! So they're on their way, the rain is pouring wetness, and I jump down to get the belay bag.
We are scrambling to get it set up. Kev rocks the prussic, I OWN the munter. And we start. The Polaris comes. We're all wet. I mean we are WET! And we get every one down. The guides scramble down the hole. We scramble down the mountain of foot, falling in the mud. Its wet. The thunder is loudy.
Mean while, down at the barn the power is out and C.L.I.M.B Works people are waiting with out me knowing. I'm not going to lie, when we pulled into the parking lot and everyone cheered for us I felt like THE champion for like a second. Puddles in my shoes, jeans sticking to my body, water running down my everything champion.
I love my job, today was a good day.
Today we the power couple start a tour at around three thirty with the tallest most giant people in the world. Everyone was at least six two! What! Even Kevin looked small.
A storm was supposed to come in but we booked it and did it for the weather looked just fine for another two hours. Then I see the thunder, I hear the lightning. But we decide to hurry along anyway. When I send off the last person from High Chesty I see it. I see the lightning! Its right here! I'm thinking shoot, we've got to skadadle when I look across the line and my heart shakes for the six foot six inch boy didn't make it. He didn't make it all the way, he came back to the belly of the line. We honestly really don't have time for this.
What do you do? Well Kevin just has to go get him. Bless his heart, the thunder will be terrifying in a lightning storm. I'm worried and stranded on High Chesty. And I feel like it just gets worst so I radio the office. They encourage us to continue for we are almost finished with the tour. Ok, understandable. But its getting worse and Kevin just got in. So I zip over and Kev Kev and I agree that we need to get down. I radio office and tell them to get the frick up here! So they're on their way, the rain is pouring wetness, and I jump down to get the belay bag.
We are scrambling to get it set up. Kev rocks the prussic, I OWN the munter. And we start. The Polaris comes. We're all wet. I mean we are WET! And we get every one down. The guides scramble down the hole. We scramble down the mountain of foot, falling in the mud. Its wet. The thunder is loudy.
Mean while, down at the barn the power is out and C.L.I.M.B Works people are waiting with out me knowing. I'm not going to lie, when we pulled into the parking lot and everyone cheered for us I felt like THE champion for like a second. Puddles in my shoes, jeans sticking to my body, water running down my everything champion.
I love my job, today was a good day.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
This is ME and my Tennessee
I thought ya'll might be fixin' to see some fotos from myself
This is Bear, the C.L.I.M.B. Works mascot. He's a stud
Bear runs up the mountain in front of the Polaris every tour like a champion.
Some scenery, you can see the new sky bridge and platforms.
There's some of the equipment and caribeaner that I have to twist a million times a day.
Kevin and I are the power couple rollin in the tips
Zipping awayyyyyy
Here you see some of the platform height and viewsies
Tour? Done.
Aaaand, sooooo the words and pictures don't match up. So its a game now, try to figure out what I'm talking about.
This is Bear, the C.L.I.M.B. Works mascot. He's a stud
Bear runs up the mountain in front of the Polaris every tour like a champion.
Some scenery, you can see the new sky bridge and platforms.
There's some of the equipment and caribeaner that I have to twist a million times a day.
Kevin and I are the power couple rollin in the tips
Zipping awayyyyyy
Here you see some of the platform height and viewsies
Tour? Done.
Aaaand, sooooo the words and pictures don't match up. So its a game now, try to figure out what I'm talking about.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Movin' Trees, Gettin' dirty
Bah! Grossest thing happened to me. Day off and we were at the pool. I got some water stuck into my throat and started a coughing fit. Coughed so much that I threw up a little in my mouth. So I got out of the pool so spit it out. SICK! And then the coughing started up again then I felt the puke coming up so I threw up in my hand and pretty much at the exact same time I threw it over the fence. Yes. I threw my puke. It was thick and just a huge chunk in my hand. Rough.
And this place called Tennessee is doing the weirdest things to me. Today I was jamming out to the country music these kids listen too and LOVING it. This is weird. This isn't me what the heck.
Oh what did I do today at my awesome job?
Polaris trained. Done.
Moved trees off the mountain. Done.
Mini tour of two world travelers? Yes.
Super dirty and sweaty and grossie. Ya kind of.
And this place called Tennessee is doing the weirdest things to me. Today I was jamming out to the country music these kids listen too and LOVING it. This is weird. This isn't me what the heck.
Oh what did I do today at my awesome job?
Polaris trained. Done.
Moved trees off the mountain. Done.
Mini tour of two world travelers? Yes.
Super dirty and sweaty and grossie. Ya kind of.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Blogger
Oh hey, I'm just still in the Tennessee. Doing good things, great things, hard things, maybe stupid things? Growing, learning, getting stronger, getting more friends.
Yesterday I, and we all, really very badly needed to do our laundry. We sweat tears every day and by the end of it our clothes are not ok. NOT OK! And what do you know, the last thing we get here is a washer and dryer. So we spent the night in the Super Suds of Gatlinburg spending too much money for a arguably basic necessity. But worth it. Worth worth it.
I miss my mama, miss my friends. I miss what was going down in Logan town too. But its so great that I'm here. So mama, love you. Sorry I don't talk to you everyday. For realsie I want to and don't always have the chance to (sad face emoticon).
Yesterday I, and we all, really very badly needed to do our laundry. We sweat tears every day and by the end of it our clothes are not ok. NOT OK! And what do you know, the last thing we get here is a washer and dryer. So we spent the night in the Super Suds of Gatlinburg spending too much money for a arguably basic necessity. But worth it. Worth worth it.
I miss my mama, miss my friends. I miss what was going down in Logan town too. But its so great that I'm here. So mama, love you. Sorry I don't talk to you everyday. For realsie I want to and don't always have the chance to (sad face emoticon).
Friday, May 27, 2011
Tiny Little Bruises
My body is covered in tiny little bruises. I find a new tiny little bruise every day. Where are these tiny little bruises coming from? Lets see, what do I do to get these tiny little bruises.
While clipping into a cable I have fallen off a rope bridge onto my shin. I clip, wedge, snap, cling, and slide metal contraptions all day. I have retrieved a 175 lb. person from a 700 ft. wire cable using my arms and A LOT of abdominal muscles. I tried to play football, five hundred, and pinch toe at the park today. A table swung into my shin as well. I dangle my body weight from a harness that is tethered tightly around my waist and thighs at least nine times a day. Have had a couple tickle fights. I've stained some wood.
In conclusion, I have tiny little bruises all over my body. I have tiny little bruises in places I believe have never had any bruise in my whole life. For I have done the things that I have listed above. And I can conclude that there are and will be many more activity related reasons for a new tiny little bruise somewhere where I would not have expected to find a tiny little bruise.
While clipping into a cable I have fallen off a rope bridge onto my shin. I clip, wedge, snap, cling, and slide metal contraptions all day. I have retrieved a 175 lb. person from a 700 ft. wire cable using my arms and A LOT of abdominal muscles. I tried to play football, five hundred, and pinch toe at the park today. A table swung into my shin as well. I dangle my body weight from a harness that is tethered tightly around my waist and thighs at least nine times a day. Have had a couple tickle fights. I've stained some wood.
In conclusion, I have tiny little bruises all over my body. I have tiny little bruises in places I believe have never had any bruise in my whole life. For I have done the things that I have listed above. And I can conclude that there are and will be many more activity related reasons for a new tiny little bruise somewhere where I would not have expected to find a tiny little bruise.
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