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Happy Valentine's Day


Happy Valentine's Day
Originally uploaded by Claddyjack.
In April we visited Dave's Grandma Faye in Elephant Butte, New Mexico. I love this photo. Something about the color of the sky and the pickup in the back. I was just moving to Colorado and we are so happy. What do you do in NM while visiting Grandma? Barrelrolling of course.

This is the man who rocks my world.
Happy Valentine's Day baby.

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Home at last


Peekaboo
Originally uploaded by Claddyjack.

It's no small task explaining what a personality this dog has. My 9 year old long-haired dachsund has come to live with us after a whirlwind tour. Most recently she's been living with my parents and another family in Utah for a year. As my folks are constantly traveling Sasha would often stay with another sitter family while they were away. I think she's been to a kennel twice in her life. Roughly 3 years ago she lived for 6 months with my friends Laura and Dan, their 4 small children and another dog or two, also in Utah. She's lived all over southern and northern california with me in 4 different apartments.

Dachsunds are known for being a one person dog and not really all that adjustable. She's had to constantly adjust to new surroundings, new people and to living for long periods of time without seeing that one person she's known as mama since she was 4 months old.

She's done one hell of a job. Not only has she has won the heart of everyone she's lived with but she has maintained her sweet, playful, non-demanding demeanor and keeps her own routines. There is wisdom in her behavior. Dave is convinced she has a human brain. You'd swear she's talking to you when she stares at you. For Sasha words are superfluous. She'll stare until you understand what she wants which is generally to be let out so she can "hurry outside". She'll spin sometimes 8 times until she hits it just right then turns her head to stare at you again like, SEE I'M DOING IT. NOW WHERE'S MY PIECE OF POPCORN?

Thank you Mom & Dad and sitter family for taking such wonderful care of Sasha. She is loving Vail.

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Pickeled by the vibrations of music

Rolling Stones. Rolling Stones. Rolling Stones.

Did you see them during Super Bowl half-time? Those 60+ yr. old geriatrics kick ass. Of course. Who tops them when it comes to rockin into the later years and each one of them struttin, huffin and slayin with their been-so-long-it's-completely-intuitive personas? I love that stuff. The Beatles were bigger than the Stones (in my opinion) back in the day and now the Stones are leading the way for bands like U2 in longevity and relevance and appeal to once again another generation. Half-time was my favorite part of this year's Super Bowl.

Added for writermama: All were in black except the drummer who wore a grape-purple t-shirt. Mick had tight black pants, a shiny belt and a tiny black t-shirt with black sparkles on the shoulders and partly down his chest. They completely rocked. Check it here.

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Bless this Internet

One of the many great things about blogs is that you can find people who have been long lost to you or they can find you and immediately get up to speed on your life. This happened recently with my friend Julie in New York. We were in college together and have been in touch through a mutual friend on and off for years - but then a comment shows up from her here. And in turn I get to read what she's been thinking and doing and see pics of her life in New York. So much more efficient than a phone call and the several conversations it would take to get up to speed. Both Julie and her sister Shelley are talented, smart, politically conscious, cool, unique, and fun people. I loved her entry today. See for yourself.

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Have you ever noticed how difficult it is to not ask why?

It's been ingrained in me since I was a child to ask why - how - what . . . to make it a priority to understand things because in understanding there is power. You gain power to make a clear decision, you gain personal strength, a vision reveals itself.

Empathy is also a result of understanding as is a call to action. So many good things come from understanding.

But there is a time when asking why can break your heart.

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A place to put our books


A place to put our books
Originally uploaded by Claddyjack.
Here's our avocado bedroom. The flash makes the green brighter than it is - it is essentially the warm color of the inside of an avocado. mmmmmm, avocado.

It's official - Dave is a handyman. He's so handy and a man, he can do many things around the house and elsewhere. Here are the bedside floating tables he made last weekend - I stained them. Then he hung them. And they're wonderful! (Click for a few more photos of our cabin).

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Bring on 2006!


Jaime is hot
Originally uploaded by Claddyjack.

This is Miss Jaime and she's hot.

We had a delicious pot luck dinner with old and new friends in Breckenrige for new year's eve. Afterwards we went for a cross-country ski hoping to catch the fireworks from the top of the mountain. We were running late, there were about 8 of us and we didn't quite make it to the top in time. So we skiied into a clearing to watch the sky turn colors to the synchronized booming. That's when I took these photos (click on Jaime to view a couple more). We skiied by moonlight, the trail was uphill, icy and full of "suprise whoops." The snow was so deep in the clearing that Sam and Dave took to climbing trees and jumping out face first into the snow. A real redneck move and hilarious! We could barely see them when they landed, the snow swallowing most of their bodies. Then we raced down Chinese Downhill style in the moonlight laughing and sliding on the ice. It was a beautiful and exhilerating way to bring in 2006.

I hope you had a safe and fun New Year's eve, and best of the best in 2006!

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While I'm flattered, what you're doing is misleading and, well, stealing.

So there's a webmaster named "Rob" over at www.bifem.net who trolls photo sites for self-portraits and then posts them to his website hoping to boost interest. Apparently he stole and posted one of mine recently. I've got a couple feelings about this:

1. Flattered that I'd be potentially hot enough for the lady crowd. Let's be honest.
2. Dumb for not protecting my images somehow. I'm not savvy enough yet to know how to do this properly. it seems like it's pretty easy to copy and paste images even if you have all rights reserved or something like that.
3. "Rob" is a baaad webmaster for misleading his bi-ladies like that.
4. Like a Virgin again. Who would have guessed that could happen?!
5. Less innocent about posting on the web - you never know who's lurking and where or how you might be misrepresented.

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Adjusting


Lunchbreak
Originally uploaded by Claddyjack.
Last week the radio alarm went off as it does every weekday indicating it's time to get out of bed and make the tea, shuffle around in my robe and slippers and wake the hell up before shoveling all 50 of our stairs, the driveway and scrape ice from my windshields as much as possible. But when I heard that it was 17 degrees BELOW ZERO - that's a negative number - I hugged the comforter tighter and rolled over. This was a three snooze morning.

I spent 18 years growing up in Southern California, specifically Burbank which was a sleepy suburb on the backside of the Hollywood sign hill. After college in Utah I moved back to Los Angeles and lived all over that city for years - Santa Monica twice, LA or Beverly Hills adjacent (as it's called which is basically anywhere near the Beverly Center) and Playa del Rey (Manhatten Beach adjacent). After having my fill of LA I moved to Northern California - Los Gatos which is on the other side of the Santa Cruz mountains. During childhood almost all family vacations were to Tahoe in the summer, Utah or Colorado in the winter. . . I am definitely a western states kind of girl, familiar with the hot summers of Utah/Arizona and the winters of Utah/Colorado. I have also lived in France and Switzerland for extended periods of time, including winters. So even though my roots are Californian I've been exposed to what I'd call bits of extreme weather . . . but 17 below is tough for me to comprehend. Might as well be 40 below . . . really what's the difference?

Needless to say it's been an adjustment living in the "High Country" (as they call it). I've learned that turtlenecks are my best friends, along with our wood-burning stove and Cabela's Shearling Clogs featuring plush fleece lining. It's been record breaking temperatures and snowfall in Vail. Two days ago we got 6" of snow, last night we got 13". Even people used to winter here are having to adjust. Dave & I got back from the gym last night and shoveled our driveway for an hour.

But all of this is worth it because this is what I do on my lunchbreaks. (click photo to view large)

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Chubscouts ultimate


Chubscouts ultimate
Originally uploaded by Claddyjack.
It's been a while since I've posted, there's plenty to catch up on. For the halloween ultimate frisbee tournament in Ft. Collins you gotta dress up. (click the photo and click "all sizes" to view large). I took this of my team moments before I laid out to catch a disc that was WAY too low to the ground and jammed myself into the field seperating my shoulder. Yay! That was weeks ago and I've been diligently rehabing so I can get out there and board. It's been snowing non-stop for days in Vail and the powder is insane. I look out my triple wide trailer (you'd uv best sed that with a suthern accent boy) cuz I work in a triple wide, didn't I tell you? It's at the base of the gondola and out the windows I see boarders and skiiers all day all day. So I'm just itchin to go up at lunch but I'm trying to be patient so my shoulder heals up real good like before I do somersaults in the snow. I'll wait one more week, that's all I can take ya hear?!

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Summer Morning


Summer Morning
Originally uploaded by Claddyjack.
This is Dillon in the summer. I've moved to Vail and it's all powdery white - here comes the snow - but wanted to share this shot as a goodbye to the warm, amazing summer & fall I've had in Colorado. What a state.

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Fall Slope


Fall Slope
Originally uploaded by Claddyjack.
The aspen have all turned gold in the last month. This is what I see on my 4 mile drive home from work to our new place in Vail. I'm realizing that natural beauty keeps me content and peaceful. And awestruck. The changing weather reminds me of my mortality and somehow that makes me excited!

Two weekends ago Dave and I made the move to a cabin in Vail. It's a cozy place, we're on the first story of a house with a view of the mountains at each window. The place was a disaster the day we moved in and we've been cleaning carpets, walls, shelves blahblahblah for two weeks. The dirt was almost more than I could take. His parents visited us the following weekend and pitched in like their lives depended on it, Dave's Dad Ron on his knees with cleanser and a toothbrush, and his mom Janet with her positive boundless energy cleaning everything in site. More on this later. . .I'll post before and after photos when the paint's dry.

But right now I'm posting before I go pack for Vegas. I couldn't think of a better time for us to be treated and pampered at the Bellagio and an Eagles concert with a bunch of Dave's colleagues. No dirt there!

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Takin it to 11 with the Cure or it could be the GoGo's

Ever since I heard about our 20th High School Reunion I couldn't wait to go. I grew more and more excited about seeing people I've known since elementary school and chatting with high school crushes with each passing week. I was so excited when we were boarding the plane for Los Angeles that I thought ok, I'm just weird. But here's the thing. . . EVERYONE there was just as excited as I was. Our reunion committee put together such an amazing party that we danced until 2am and still didn't want to leave. John Burroughs High School Class of 1985 reunion was outta hand!!! For a most excellent experience of the photo ablum play some Cure or Prince while viewing.
1985 baby!!

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Gore Range Beauty


Gore Range Beauty
Originally uploaded by Claddyjack.

With the devastation of Hurricane Katrina and all the political noise we decided to get away in the Gore Range for Labor Day weekend. In a different way were reminded of just how huge mother nature is. Click on the photo for a flickr set of one of the most beautiful backpacking weekends I've been on.

Every season in the Colorado mountains offers beauty and something crazy fun to do. But watch out, the weather changes quickly.

These mornings I'm greeted by steam rising from the surface of Lake Dillon as I round the shore on my way to Vail. It looks like a mountain lake full of Puff the Magic Dragons. I'll try to capture it.

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Vintage Gondola

I just bought myself some Swedish clogs at this quaint place in Vail during my lunchbreak. They'll keep my feet warm on the job during winter. Vail has a real Scandanavian flair which makes me feel like I'm getting in touch with my roots, being Norwegian and all. Dave is Swedish, so we might just go completely Scandanavian for a while. Don't be surprised if you see me in briads and long, stripey pink socks with clogs and I try to serve you smoked salmon with capers on a bagel and start baking luscious pastries. High five to all the Norwegians and Swedes out there.

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A bit of Heaven

Dave and I just got back from an amazing week at Stanford Alumni Camp on Fallen Leaf Lake in Tahoe - I've been going there since I was 2 yrs old and now we use the week as a family reunion. Check out the Tahoe photo set.

We hiked Tellac which gives an amazing 360 view of Desolation Wilderness and Lake Tahoe. Luckily I live at 9,000 ft in Colorado so it wasn't too tough coming home because I have inviting mountains all around me and didn't come home to concrete and traffic and the density of a city but I do love Tahoe and wouldn't turn down a house there if someone offered me one.

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