Sunday, November 8, 2009
Anyways, this will be a rather short post. Just checking in really, and a bit anxious now to finally hit the slopes again in the upcoming months (might be the year I conquer snowboarding).
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
As we start this trip back through time, even though this post is recent as of today, the next few posts after this one will actually precede this. Now that this is all crystal clear, lets move on.
Starting with the exciting happy news first. Work has been going amazingly well, and not only work, but I have some exciting leads for An Easier Life as well. Starting with Design-PT, I got a promotion to Account Executive, which means I will be in sales and working closely with clients and new prospects. The catch, however, is that I have to dual-wield job positions. I still have to maintain all of my old job responsibilities as a tech until I strike up enough business to wean off of the old position.
There is lots to learn, and I definitely have some skills to develop. Especially with leaving voice mail messages. For example, today I was making my first calls and while leaving a message at one of the companies, I lost my train of thought, followed by some silence, followed by me missing the prompt on how to review/delete the message, ending in flames with the half message half awkward silence being sent. Oh S%&T! Right? Well, I promptly called back and blamed it on a phone glitch. Not my smoothest moment, but hey, I call it a newbie mistake.
I did redeem myself, because the next prospect I called was interested and requested more info. Cha-Ching.
The next exciting bit I have to share is the awesome opportunity I have with my personal business. I've been in talks with the management of my apartment complex in regards to them using me as a supplier for a large portion of their office and maintenance crew goods. The complex as a whole is owned by a larger corporation, but if approved, and I get signed in as an official vendor, this will open the door for me being able to sell my services to every apartment complex the company owns, which is a lot. Keep your fingers crossed for us!
On Curry's life. She had an awesome 6-month review, received a nice raise, and feels pretty stable in her career as well. She deserves some juicy kudos too for all the house hunting work she has been doing. Even though the near nightly pursuit of TV shows and internet searches about everything homes and real estate tends to wear my interest thin, I know it will pay off huge when we're ready to buy.
On a final note of not so happy news, which should give you east coasters, and anyone who doesn't live on the latitudinal equivalent of Alaska, the last laugh, snow appeared on the mountains this week, and the short season of Autumn is in full swing. I really love Fall, but the fast approaching winter feels a bit heinous.
While it is hard to see, the mountains are becoming covered in snow.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
We awoke to other residents covering their cars with tarps outfitted with masks to protect the lungs from the glass-like shards of chaos that is volcanic ash. Although ash is very fine, it's very unhealthy; this pretty much ruined us going out for the night. Luckily most of the ash had fallen by the time we woke up, although you could still see the haze of it in the air. To try and stay on top of this problem, since we don't have tarps of our own, we took buckets of hot water to pour over our cars' air vents to try to minimize build up.
**Tip** Don't use a brush or broom to remove ash from a car - it can really damage the paint**
Tomorrow we'll try to find a brushless car wash, but for now, we're watching The Amazing Race online. We love us some internet.
But I digress.
In anticipation of our belongings arriving, one of the pieces of furniture that I would be needing to buy is a desk chair. We went out looking two weekends back and turned into our own worst enemies. The first stop we went to was Bailey's, which I think may be the largest dealer in the state. We agreed before we left that we wouldn't let ourselves be talked into buying anything, but we failed to account that we may end up talking ourselves into the very thing we were trying to avoid. Upon arrival we found out that the store was having a 20% off sale. Great - cheap chairs! Right?
Turns out that the office chairs they did have were a bit disappointing, but we did stumble upon a 'breakfast nook' which went great with the stuff that we already own and created seating for about six around the table in a relatively small space (huge improvement from the table we shipped that is half the size with only 2 chairs). Bonus added: the seats lift up on the bench portions for storage!
We were pretty much instantly sold when we saw the table, and reasoning that with the sale going on, we should probably look at some sort of couch, sectional, etc, since the futon we shipped is nice, but may not last much longer. After placing our butts over and over again on our final decisions, and taking a break from it all at the Subway next door, we deciding on the plushy and voluptuous chair and a half with autaman (spelling?). Our pieces were shipped last week, and its wonderful to not have to chaff my ass on a metal chair.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Yes, they close streets downtown, and cover them with snow so they can hold sled dog races in the city!
So, the Fur Rondy (or in its full name the Fur Rendezvous) is a carnival held near the end of winter that commemorates two events. The carnival itself evolved from a 74 year old tradition of a gathering of fur traders. The second is to start off the Iditarod, which is seperate from the in-city sled dog races.
|From February 2009|
We didn't get to the carnival, but here's a picture of it while I was driving past.
And for anyone who is curious how the Iditarod got started:
The Iditarod Trail, now a National Historic Trail, had its beginnings as a mail and supply route from the coastal towns of Seward and Knik to the interior mining camps at Flat, Ophir, Ruby and beyond to the west coast communities of Unalakleet, Elim, Golovin, White Mountain and Nome. Mail and supplies went in. Gold came out. All via dog sled. Heroes were made, legends were born.
In 1925, part of the Iditarod Trail became a life saving highway for epidemic-stricken Nome. Diphtheria threatened and serum had to be brought in; again by intrepid dog mushers and their faithful hard-driving dogs. (src: http://www.iditarod.com/learn/)
Ok, so the first thing I'll post is some pictures from when I went ice fishing a few weeks ago. I don't really have any good shots, but it adds to the story, so I'll throw them up here anyways.
|From February 2009|
The name of the frozen lake we were on more or less completely escapes me at the moment, but I think we turned on to 8 mile road, so maybe it's 8 mile lake. Or it could be that there was a road at the 8 mile point - can't really say. Anyways, it was pretty cool to be standing safely on a frozen lake. I remember as kids, playing in the snowy fields around our house and finding big frozen puddles to try to walk across, usually pretty unsuccessfully, mind you. It was a nice change to stay dry.
We began, or I should say Roger began by using a big red auger to drill through the ice.
|From February 2009|
After he had the holes drilled, he took some egg shells out of his coat and cracked them up into the fresh openings into the waters below. It's a clever way to illuminate the bottom. If you lay down and cover your head, you can see the bottom of the lake and all the fish swimming around from the light reflecting off the white of the shells. It was pretty neat.
We fished for about two hours with nothing more than some fishing line wrapped around a basic fishing rod. I should have gotten a picture of that, come to think of it. Actually I should be getting some really decent photos from this day, and I'll post them to my web album when I get them. One of Roger's friends who is an amateur photographer came along with us that day; a couple of the fish that were caught were thrown out near the tree line to try to lure in Bald Eagles, which is what the photo man was hoping to be able to snap some shots of. There was another family out on the ice with us though, and the dogs they had probably kept the eagles at bay.
I was out-fished [Roger: 5-6 | Me: 1].