I am incredibly late in getting this post up but in my defense, I didn’t have the pictures until Friday and I was sick on Friday. Not that you really care. But I feel better justifying why I am posting info that happened a week ago.

For my second snowshoeing adventure we had originally planned to go somewhere in Little Cottonwood Canyon, but it was 17 degrees outside and a shady canyon would have made it miserable so we opted to go to Millcreek canyon where we would be able to hike in the sun. We snowshoed along the Pipeline trail; a trail we hike in the summer and my second hike of 2008. My good friend Heidi came along to join in the fun. I think it is safe to say that we both had a great time!



Near the bottom of the trail, after veering off the trail and getting to sink our shoes in some serious powder, we were overcome with the endorphins running through our body. It was like we were on Ecstasy or something because everything became more beautiful than I ever remember it being before. The trees looked like individual masterpieces with the way the snow balanced on each branch, the bridge and stream that was half frozen over was the most picturesque image I had ever seen in my life, the snow was littered with diamond shards and the air cleansed my entire body with every inhale!

Heidi looked at me and almost in unison we said “Winter is so beautiful!”

Most days winter is cold. It is brutal, relentless, it lasts way too long and makes driving ridiculous. But on this day, way up in the mountains, winter was appreciated. Winter was beautiful.

Blogfully yours,
Summer

Hiking

What exactly does the expression “sick as a dog” mean? Did somebody have a really low oppinion of dogs, as in dogs are sick creatures? That seems kind of rude. For the record I am a fan of dogs. But unfortunately “sick as a dog” is how I have been the past few days. Sore throat, fever and full body aches. I slept for over 14 hours last night and woke up delirious and confused, I’m assuming form the fever. I was so out of it I wouldn’t answer my phone or respond to texts. I knew I needed to take something to help my fever, but I couldn’t think clearly enough to get out of bed. Any time I’d sit up I’d start shivering and lay back down again.

Eventually I did get up. I got my fever under control, ate some soup, drank some tea, got caught up on my DVR shows and I am starting to feel slightly better. I even managed to take down most of my Christmas decorations. Talk about a long overdue project. But now, I am exhausted again so off to bed I go.

Dog-fully yours,
Summer

Just me

Did you know that according to a book that I did not read but my friend Heidi told me about, that more old relationships are ended in January and new ones formed? I’m serious, there is some sort of study that somebody did that shows that right after New Years a lot of people break up. Something to do with New Years resolutions and finding true happiness… plus no one wants to be the asshole who breaks up right before the holidays so it is perfect timing. Then on the flip side those who are smart and stay single for the holidays are also looking to start out the New Years with love and if they get moving right away they can actually form the beginning of a meaningful relationship by Valentines Day. True story.

Now that you have been updated with this news, I must warn you that there is an epidemic that has been sweeping the country. It has been going on too long, it’s time somebody brought it to light. The epidemic of which I speak is Environmental Dating.

Do not be fooled by it’s eco-friendly name. When Jack Johnson sang his plea to “Reduce. Reuse. Recycle.” he was NOT referring to dating. Reduce your consumption, reuse your clothing, recycle your cans – not your men. I know, I know, I am one of the biggest offenders of Environmental Dating and I am sure it comes as no surprise that Karina the Russian was the one to point it out to me. She has adopted the policy of once it is over, it is over. You don’t piss off a Russian, and there certainly are no second chances. If it didn’t work out the first time there was a reason and time will not change that! Unfortunately, I am not so tuff. I tend to have an all too forgiving heart that lands me back in the arms of previous loves. BUT the first rule of marketing, well maybe not the first or really any rule at all, is that if you put a name to something it becomes scary!

Beware of Environmental Dating!

See? Doesn’t that sound scary? Like something you really want to find out about and avoid? I thought so. You can thank me later. I’m just doing my duty as a single citizen.

Blogfully yours,
Summer

Lessons Learned, sometimes I get on a soap box

With a name like that, it can only mean one thing. That’s right, it’s time for another installment of Karina the Russian stories.

Like a lot of the ladies out there, Karina and I are big fans of the nighttime soap opera shows containing similar plots about girl power, friendships and all the quirks that come their way, i.e. Sex and the City, Cashmere Mafia, and our recent favorite Lipstick Jungle. The other night we were watching one such show, when Karina turned to me and said, “you know they should really make a show about us! I’m serious! Think about it, 2 friends, one is a sexy successful business woman advertising person and the other is from Russia and manages a hair salon. Man, the drama I have to deal with with those bitches is enough to write it’s own show. Plus we get into trouble no matter where we go and we are always having adventures and man troubles. We can call it ‘Crotch Mafia’!!! Oh. My. God. It’s perfect! I’m serious honey, we can make a lot of money on this. Somebody who would be smart, would make a show about us.”

I laughed and told her “yes, but in those shows they always have some rich guy chasing after them and trying to sweep them off their feet and that is just not happening for me.”

“YET! It’s only because you haven’t met the right man. That asshole is out there somewhere taking his sweet ass time.”

Of course the “crotch” in “Crotch Mafia” is a reference to my greatest and most bizarre complement. It has kind of stuck though. If I am ever having a down day, just say “sexy crotch” to me and I can’t help but smile. Plus it’s fun to say. I recommend complementing all of your girlfriends by telling them they have a sexy crotch area. See what they say. I bet they will never forget it.

DISCLAIMER: Telling someone they have a “sexy crotch” is done at your own risk. I claim no responsibility for any negative reaction such as a slap to the face, knee to the groin, or getting dumped. However, if the reaction is positive, please feel free to send them a link to my blog.

Blogfully yours,
Summer

K to the R stories, Story Time

Much like Christmas, Karina the Russian was my date for New Years Eve this year. We went out, we caused a scene, we took pictures! Enjoy!

In reality we are just a bunch of nerds. Sometimes we even catch ourselves on film in all our nerdy-ness. This was the getting ready pre-party at Karina’s pad.

It only took 2 1/2 hours of getting ready, but this was my end result.

Happy New Years! I hope it was great for everyone.

Blogfully yours,
Summer

Holidays, Out and About