tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126563052012-02-18T00:10:57.430-07:00You never know when you're gonna go, so Liz It Up!Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.comBlogger1281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-22311338692885326452011-10-06T10:31:00.006-06:002011-10-06T10:37:24.560-06:00

Even when it’s not completely unexpected, death sucks. I never knew Steve Jobs personally or professionally but I am sad – along with millions of others – to hear that he is gone. The world was made a better place because he lived and used his life to connect all of humanity using the creative side of technology - a marvelous legacy for anyone to leave and even more wonderful because it will

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-90066022569288280282011-05-27T09:43:00.005-06:002011-05-27T09:58:24.490-06:00

This is the story of us from our WeddingWire page. That won't be there forever, so here is the copy! --Tricky and Liz met at the Rocky Mountain Triathlon Club during a club swim practice in the pool at Rude Rec Center.Tricky had joined the tri club in prep for a triathlon he had signed up to do. Liz was there to make friends and get on a regular workout schedule. They got along well. Swim

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-91395963858986026192011-02-14T11:18:00.000-07:002011-02-15T11:28:43.368-07:00

Love lettersBrowniesHugsDancing togetherHiking snowy mountains with skis on our shouldersBack rubsBike ridesLaughingCryingLunch at Chick-fil-ADrinking wineLong car ridesMopping floorsScraping windshieldsKissesDriving to workPicking up dinnerTrack practicesPlanning tripsTaking trips Doing laundryConcertsDessertDinner outMovies on the couchSpin class Standing next to meEvery day with you is

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-89771656166943503742011-02-09T15:41:00.003-07:002011-02-09T16:01:35.788-07:00

Last night Mr. Blueberry Pancakes and I went shopping for dinner items at our local grocery store. "Local" meaning "near our house" - not a locally owned place or anything. It was rather commercial.In any case, we saw this great deal on Eating Right soups... 10 for $10! Mr. BP was all set to fill up the basket with them, but I wanted to take a look at the ingredient list first. Some of them

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-14509661129185048832010-12-02T22:24:00.002-07:002010-12-02T22:40:10.749-07:00

I had this great dream the other night. I was somewhere like Seattle (or northern california, oregon... some populated area along the northern west coast). It was a really sunny morning, brilliant blue sky. I was rushing around my parent's house there (not actually their house that I grew up in, obviously... this is a dream!)trying to get everything together for a trip I was taking that day.

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-17911543938346429712010-11-21T16:42:00.002-07:002010-11-21T16:59:31.087-07:00

Life as a homeowner is not idle. Especially when you travel all the time (for fun, now - not for work). Add to that the fact that I'm working full-time again (no Fridays off to catch up) and that Mr. BP and I keep attending social event after social event and.... well, it's no wonder we can't find the bills due in the clutter and have no idea where that favorite blue t-shirt is in the mound of

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-25626627670168801672010-08-13T13:55:00.002-06:002010-08-13T13:59:00.063-06:00

Mr. Blueberry Pancakes is doing an Olympic triathlon tomorrow. (1500 meter swim, 24 mile bike and 10K run). Then he is doing a sprint tri on Sunday (850 meter swim, 12 mile bike and 5K run). I am also doing the sprint tri.Mr. BP has trained quite a bit for his big feat. I have done a dip-and-dash, swam about 6 times this summer and have only been on a bike (other than my in-town cruiser for

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-46088397070907450062010-06-11T22:14:00.007-06:002010-06-11T22:22:11.554-06:00

I forgot to post this. Made the wedding cake for some friends a couple weekends ago. If any of you were at Miss Grit's 30th birthday, or witnessed the "Brain Cake" after the rehearsal dinner for the Jart and Sayruh... well, let's just say my skills have gotten *infinitely* better. :)

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-89530177876975589902010-06-11T22:12:00.003-06:002010-06-11T22:14:31.096-06:00

I got a new bike yesterday. Drove through a hail storm to get her, so her name is Hailey. Pretty sweet little around townie bike!

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-49902504851988593602010-05-25T11:42:00.009-06:002010-05-25T13:05:27.473-06:00

Tricky asked me to marry him. I said no. But then he showed me this beautiful ring so I reconsidered. We’re getting married next spring in Florida. What really happened is we were taking pictures on the front of a ferry boat on our way into Seattle. I was holding the camera, which we had borrowed from one of Tricky's work colleagues. It had a detachable lens cap so I had the camera in one

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-85816212002418034962009-12-08T21:41:00.002-07:002009-12-08T21:50:04.760-07:00

Beer. So I just found out that my parents used to DRIVE BACK from Colorado with a truckload (literally, the old pickup FULL) of none other than COORS and COORS LIGHT!!! We had the stuff around all throughout my growing up years. But lo and behold, back in the day, getting that stuff in Florida was UN HEARD OF. I guess it's kinda like taking Fat Tire back to my friends in the ATL. Um, except

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-62998201930689213302009-11-12T08:35:00.003-07:002009-11-12T08:48:13.943-07:00

For my awesome boyfriend.For my fabulous mother. I have the best mom! She laid the foundations for me to be a thoughtful and responsible adult (things I am constantly working on).For the opportunity to have worked and learned so much at my old company.For my ability to see the good - even if it takes some real searching - in any situation and all people.For my wonderful sister who has become the

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-20133291170161394652009-10-29T08:37:00.003-06:002009-10-29T09:58:34.972-06:00

So those who know me know I've been moderately unhappy in certain areas of my life, lately. Overall life is good, Mr. BP is the best boyfriend ever (he still seems to be convinced I'm a princess!) and it's snowing in Colorado. Life is OK. But some aspects of my life these days have really been dragging me down. Well, The Rockette has been feeling the same way lately. Her cure? She started

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-13367648694190747792009-10-14T14:06:00.002-06:002009-10-14T14:27:51.726-06:00

I sat through 5 minutes of a crazy presentation that was filled with all kinds of numbers on technology proliferation. Things like India's top 25% of honors kids outnumbers ALL kids in America.... that over half of what is learned by this year's freshmen going to college for technical degrees will be outdated by thier 3rd year of school... that the average person will have 10-14 jobs by the time

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-64625578666236232312009-10-13T08:21:00.002-06:002009-10-13T08:26:54.748-06:00

But alas, I can't take the credit. Leave it to my friend the Snowman to construct the following:"Obama ALSO awarded Nobel prize for physics. 'It's not necessarily that he actually did anything for science, but we saw those pics of him on the beach in Hawaii, and we unanimously decided that physically, he's a good role model.'"I'm not saying The O is a bad guy or that SOMEDAY he won't have done

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-76877310636819507832009-08-27T09:06:00.011-06:002009-08-27T10:29:22.105-06:00

At tri club practice the other night, Coach Tequila mentioned that the path along Lake Tahoe is one of the worst for serious bikers. Apparently there are a lot of tourists looking around who don't know the rules of the road, and they pretty much set up perfect traps for accidents. "Look, honey, the lake!""Oh sweetheart, it's gorgeous. Let's set up the camera to take a picture of us right here

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-52354224836348353312009-07-06T18:50:00.004-06:002009-07-07T09:23:06.427-06:00

I am moving. Moving from my shoebox of a bedroom into the vacant bedroom – WITH BATHROOM – in my house. In addition to having my own bathroom, I’ll get more square footage and a better closet. And if that weren’t enough to convince me to make the move, there is also the fact that I will be getting two eggshell-colored rooms whose walls and personalities I will be able to change with a mere

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-62707350646320251312009-06-09T13:34:00.004-06:002009-06-09T14:21:02.170-06:00

Mr. Blueberry Pancakes and I have been dating for ten months as of today! Here's a little timeline:- First date - met through Rocky Mountain Tri Club, so of course he asks me to go ride 25 miles of hills. I say yes, we go and the ride is followed by an hour conversation in the sun (during which I fried half my face) and then followed by tasty breakfast. Many thanks to Dr. Drew for loaning us

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-70502386553811968642009-04-28T19:32:00.004-06:002009-04-28T19:53:51.753-06:00

So I'm on this fabulous project where the client actually *prefers* that we work off-site. Since we no longer have a company office, this means we get to work from home the weeks we are not at the client. It's my week to stay local. My general routine when I am working from home is this: wake up. Fill tea kettle and put it on the stove. Turn stove on. Go check emails client sent after 10PM

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-2130381866986369122009-04-17T14:28:00.004-06:002009-04-17T15:31:34.773-06:00

I have:- gone to an impromptu dinner party in Chicago- attended Slug Brother's wedding in Florida- made 2 necklaces- delivered technical training to 60 end users - eaten sushi twice- been in 3 different time zones- bought a plane ticket to Southern California- bought 2 toothbrushes (Mr. Blueberry Pancakes is rubbing off on me!)- lost the 2 toothbrushes I bought (Mr. BP is really rubbing off on me

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-83480148884757817992009-03-30T20:23:00.007-06:002009-03-30T20:55:16.747-06:00

I volley between calling the love of my life "Tricky" or "Mr. Blueberry Pancakes" but just so you know, I'm talking about the same guy. Tricky got a new phone about a month ago. We call it the Play Phone, as it looks and feels like a toy and is pretty wimpy, technologically speaking. (Though it does have a nifty little built-in flashlight feature which is rather handy!) In any case, texting

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-16395902075638040392009-03-25T21:40:00.002-06:002009-03-26T09:51:35.760-06:00

My dad died 2 years ago today. TWO YEARS! Time really flies!I miss my dad. But there are benefits to his death. It’s funny but they really are your parents until the day they die. Then all your decisions become your own. You can’t blame them for not letting you do something, for forcing you to do something, for talking you into or out of doing something. And you don’t have to justify your

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-72109614762068583562009-02-25T09:24:00.002-07:002009-02-25T09:32:43.485-07:00

Lent is the 40-day period that begins on Ash Wednesday (which is today) and ends on Easter Sunday. It is supposed to serve as a reminder and a parallel to the time Christ spent out in the desert by himself before his crucifixion. Catholics are encouraged to “give up something meaningful to them” during the period as a gesture of respect for what God went through for us mere mortals.There are a

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-25015258823442938632009-02-23T21:31:00.001-07:002009-02-23T21:33:25.826-07:00

except for the fact that I miss Mr. Blueberry Pancakes, I totally love working on this project in Omaha!

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-84324700625900332622009-02-03T12:56:00.003-07:002009-02-03T13:08:02.481-07:00

I have a thing for firemen and while I don’t have any idea where this thing for them came from, I can certainly tell anecdotes about what continues to fan the flame (pun absolutely intended!)Last week I got a card in the mail from my friend The Nun. The Nun and I went to high school together and have been friends since we were 14 - over half our lives. On the card was a picture of two kittens

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-18148854537032157352009-01-26T09:50:00.009-07:002009-01-26T10:25:43.840-07:00

So Tricky and I have been together for almost 6 months - yes, really! Well, Valentine's Day is coming up and we want to do something cool, but not cheesy. We decided we would take a trip down to Monarch to ski for the weekend. What better way to celebrate love than doing what you love with the one you love, right? Love all around! I started looking for places for us to stay while we were

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-79291499926451002452009-01-08T15:52:00.001-07:002009-01-08T15:54:04.302-07:00

Anything with sauce on it is probably on my list of favorite things to eat. To me (and all other Italians) there is only one type of sauce – tasty red tomato sauce. No, marsala is not a sauce, it is marsala. Ditto for alfredo and bolognaise - SAUCE means red tomato sauce ONLY. So a tradition for many Italian-American families is to have Sunday night sauce. This means that you cook up a pot

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-71751460293376736282008-12-03T13:55:00.016-07:002008-12-04T21:58:32.655-07:00

My family (except Slug Bro and his fiancee) went to Italy over Thanksgiving - and it was a SUPER fun trip! Mom and Grandma had a great time, it was really nice to see AuntJ, The Rockette and Coconut Cake – and Tricky (my super fantastic boyfriend) even joined the group over there! (I must say there is nothing like having your boyfriend meet the family in a foreign country!)We all ate way too

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-62897049165940427652008-11-06T13:41:00.003-07:002008-11-06T13:45:55.591-07:00

Thanks to all of you who supported Team Tricky for the Livestrong Ride in Austin, TX!Together we raised over $1500 to fight the battle against cancer - and we could not have done it without your help. Thanks again everyone, and LIVE STRONG! ;)

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-50743390793100248672008-09-08T17:29:00.009-06:002008-09-08T17:41:47.979-06:00

This was one of Sunday's secrets up on PostSecret:I would have to agree! ;)---It's over in my left-hand navigation pane, but if you want to look at PostSecret for this week, you can do so here.

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-11482378026772146852008-08-17T23:49:00.002-06:002008-08-17T23:54:54.421-06:00

I love my mom. She is the best woman in the world. She does cool little things for me (and for everyone!) Here's her latest Proof of Awesomeness:I came home Saturday morning from my tri (more on that later) and in the mailbox was a big manila envelope addressed to me, from my mom. I opened up the envelope to find a white t-shirt with this cute little drawing on it of a paddle, bike and hiking

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-37669480913920713432008-08-12T21:54:00.003-06:002008-08-12T22:18:06.661-06:00

tied up with string... you know where this is going. I need a list of good stuff.* Slug and The Rockette* brownies* riding my bike* SKIING* flowers!* sweet tea* the mountains* azalea bushes* The Flying Biscuit* the olympics!* New Roomie (a straight guy) saying Michael Phelps is a good reason to get out of bed* P saying it would suck to be a gymnast because of the calluses (sp) on your hands (can

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-90937652878023639322008-08-05T22:41:00.002-06:002008-08-05T22:44:40.389-06:00

I got this in an email forward. Loved it. (For me, it's God, for you, it may be Ganesh, Allah, the universe, etc.) ---I believe God answers prayer in one of three ways:1) Yes.2) Not yet.3) I have something better in mind.

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-5533928431870613732008-07-30T15:11:00.002-06:002008-07-30T15:13:03.295-06:00

I got this as a forward, and it's so nice I had to share. Add your own in the comments field! :)---ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, theirconversational skills will be as important as any other.THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all youwant.FOUR. When you say, 'I love you,'

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-14205224472548003792008-07-27T22:36:00.006-06:002008-07-27T23:07:52.378-06:00

I woke up at 6AM to meet my friends at 6:45 so we could go drive into the mountains by 7:30 to ride bikes up a mountain pass. And by ride bikes I mean RIDE OUR BICYCLES. UP. A MOUNTAIN.It took us two hours to get up about thirteen and a half miles. We started at 7850 feet, climbed to 11024. Yeah, that's 3675 feet higher than when we started. Holy schnikees! I was pretty happy with my

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-84260662332557808342008-07-23T20:45:00.007-06:002008-07-23T21:27:41.622-06:00

I meant to post this a while ago. I am slammed these days, but I sent a friend the following email... someday I'm going to write a book and it will be called "Yep, That Really Happened!"---So I totally missed you yesterday. I went up to The Future 'Hood for the weekend - which of course is always COMPLETELY awesome! It was a friend's 40th birthday - her hubby gave her a Rolex so now they are

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-16693019126166701312008-07-08T23:02:00.003-06:002008-07-08T23:11:48.945-06:00

I'm bitter. Which kind of goes along with "Liz is ridiculous" because really when you look at my life, I have nothing to be bitter about. Hm, sugar, maybe that's what I need! Lend me some sugah! I am yo' neighbah! But yeah, it's official. Ginger Spice, The P and P's new man all said it and I think they are right.On the flip side, though, I got some sweet (free) arm warmers today and

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-48915459736196460172008-07-07T11:34:00.004-06:002008-07-08T01:12:43.462-06:00

Anger is kind of like lightning. There is a whole lot of power and energy there, and if you could just harness it you’d really have something. But generally it’s extremely dangerous and if it strikes in the wrong place, lives will be lost.

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-87502042167687313132008-07-01T11:26:00.006-06:002008-07-01T12:01:31.071-06:00

I can't believe I like triathlons as much as I do! So I've been thinking I should try a half Ironman - not this year, but next. For those of you who are not tri geeks (which is pretty much everyone I know with the exception of my boss’s nephew) a half Ironman is a 1.2 mile swim, 56 mile bike and 13.1 mile run, in that order. Half Ironmans are also called 70.3’s because the distance you cover

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-14364140365793534902008-06-29T22:19:00.003-06:002008-06-29T22:27:54.094-06:00

I say that and think 'holy cow has it already been a year?' But then I think 'oh my gosh, all the STUFF I've done - has it *only* been a year?!?' Moving here is pretty much the best thing I've ever done. I miss my friends and family back east, but I think I'm happier right now than I ever have been. COLORADO IS THE BEST!!!!

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-43391529292897399712008-06-24T00:59:00.005-06:002008-06-24T16:34:28.506-06:00

I'm sure I think this is so funny because I know him, but I hope someone else finds it mildly entertaining. My friend The Party made this little video on Sedan's iMac... then he sent it to me for my amusement. It's about ten seconds long, but ten hours later I am STILL laughing!!

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-49804802707745686572008-06-15T22:51:00.001-06:002008-06-16T16:15:58.528-06:00

This Father's Day was pretty hard on me. I think last year I had a nice layer of shock to cushion any emotion for the day. This year that shock is gone and I felt every bit of the sadness and loss, mostly in the weeks leading up to it than on the actual day. My dad did a really good job as far as being a father goes. He gave our family (and the family he had with his first wife) a really good

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-71079031147132631872008-06-08T16:49:00.009-06:002008-06-09T00:01:52.521-06:00

Today was the Dunedin Tri, and it was AWESOME! Slug beat me by almost 5 minutes... which is fine, he's a guy, he's younger and he's been training pretty hard. Touche. I had a good race. But Slug's awesome hand-me-down 1978 Nishiki neon-zebra-taped bike did well for him, he beat me on Car Guy's Trek by 3 minutes on the bike leg. GO SLUG! :)And now for the recap. First, I WON the swim leg in

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-50226694821407773252008-06-03T11:44:00.010-06:002008-06-05T15:41:35.758-06:00

It's ON!!!!vs.www.dunedintriathlon.com

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-16037575184072110472008-06-01T16:53:00.005-06:002008-06-01T22:04:27.338-06:00

Fellas, you should have been out on the town Friday night... it was the premiere of the Sex and The City movie and let me tell you, every girl in Denver was parading the streets in her very best! Ladies here left the fleeces and flip-flops at home in favor of bringing out the glitter, high heels and red lipstick!Speaking of red lipstick - perhaps I should wear it more often. Many thanks to the

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-83358599437924880212008-05-27T14:35:00.007-06:002008-05-27T14:49:49.343-06:00

Had a great time with Chico, The Party and all the ski condo kids this weekend in the desert. Many thanks to REBEL for putting the trip together!!!Some of the things I learned:* 3 people in a 2-person tent is not advised. Especially if one of them is a 6'4" man.* You need tight grippy shoes for scaling steep rock faces - and hiking boots are certainly not in that category. (Hey, you may know

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-66333745220958249812008-05-18T23:01:00.014-06:002008-05-19T00:25:12.643-06:00

The universe is unfolding exactly as it should. If you just let life play out, you may be pleasantly surprised at what a bad situation brings you in the long run. This past Christmas I was home in Vermont enjoying Mom's cooking and Slug's bartending. It was nice talking to the Rockette and her girlfriend by the fire, and skiing with SuperCool was as entertaining as always. Our cars even made

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-10106936796281688782008-05-08T11:40:00.005-06:002008-05-08T22:35:49.422-06:00

I signed up for the Livestrong ride once again. It was an all over AWESOME experience last year and can't wait to do it again this year.Livestrong's definition of their mission: Funds raised through the LIVESTRONG Challenge directly benefit the Lance Armstrong Foundation (LAF). Founded in 1997 by cancer survivor and champion cyclist Lance Armstrong, the LAF unite people through programs and

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-51383470828209826112008-04-30T23:41:00.002-06:002008-04-30T23:45:54.501-06:00

I'm a certified Hyperion Financial Management Consultant. YEAH!!!! Not that I haven't been doing this for a while anyhow, but now I'm legit. Or so says my little piece of paper from Oracle. :)I'm so glad I got this overwith - now I can get on with my life.

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On my way to work the other day I was listening to my favorite radio station. This killer Modest Mouse song came on. I love Modest Mouse. Indie introduced me to them when I first met her, and not only are their songs awesome but every time I hear them, I think of Indie - making these guys an extra special band for me. So the song really got me going and I was far more excited than anyone

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-19193189573416779592008-04-20T21:43:00.006-06:002008-04-22T22:21:50.334-06:00

So sayeth Slug Brother* to me this weekend, in reference to the upcoming triathlon.Last night Edelweiss and I met Slug, his GF and a few others out at Flannigan's. We were sitting in there, listening to Soccer Mullet simultaneously serenade the bar patrons with Irish drinking songs and scold Edelweiss for improper Guiness drinking form. In between verses and laughing, we were all able to talk

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-19143534594671171472008-04-15T16:16:00.003-06:002008-04-29T21:10:56.824-06:00

Fun way to start the day on mountain closing weekend... ;)L-R: Blondie, The P, Yours Truly and Kitty

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So it seems that every six months I get on my bike and ride lots of hills for fun. Last time it was for the LiveStrong ride in Austin, back in October. That was actually the last time I was on my bike until today. I can guarantee it will be less than 6 months before I'm on the bike the next time, though.The thing is, I really didn't want to ride my bike this past year. I rode it a lot in the

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-64609388921941429322008-03-28T14:46:00.004-06:002008-03-28T14:52:00.179-06:00

A friend and I are hiking Bierstadt this summer - so he decided to make a little graphic for it with a depiction of us on the hike. I think I'm going to have Tshirts made of this:HA!!!!!

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-90308526168354746212008-03-27T13:33:00.003-06:002008-03-27T13:37:25.614-06:00

It's led by a guy who loves to ridiculously flaunt his own wealth.

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Wow - I can't believe it has been a year since my dad died.This weekend I did one of those Nastar Races at Copper. I've never done one, but Dad loved to do them, he did them all the time. I figured it was appropriate. I got a bronze medal, so hooray!But yeah... a whole year. Crazy.

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But I think it's brilliant!It is Spring Break, and here in Colorado all the kiddies who want something other than the beach scene come out to Summit County to go skiing or snowboarding - or at least to wear the clothes and look like they are here for skiing or snowboarding. So a few of us semi-locals from The Condo decide to go out on Saturday night. At dinner a significant portion of our

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-58661859270843516872008-02-27T10:45:00.005-07:002008-03-04T15:27:02.125-07:00

Any takers? So far we have myself and Slug Brother... Dunedin Beach TriathlonAnd if you want a (somewhat lengthy) recap of what it was like the last time I did this race, which was my first tri ever:I Had to Tri ItI just joined a triathlon club here in Denver. I need to get back in shape and I could use a social life, so way to kill 2 birds with one stone.... ;)

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for thinking he must be gay if he didn't call back. ;)

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-43798479053198599512008-02-10T17:09:00.001-07:002008-02-10T17:12:24.726-07:00

I phorgot how phreaking phenomenal this stuff is!!!

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-82387754105221190322008-02-01T13:21:00.000-07:002008-02-01T13:22:50.865-07:00

This is the first of FIVE Fridays this month... the shortest month of the year!! :)Have a great weekend, all!

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So, about the picture: When we are in Vermont in the winter we pretty much drink beer, ski, sled, snowshoe, drink liquor, stay inside reading by the fire, go outside drinking by the bonfire, maybe skate on the pond or play hockey, and shoot stuff. I love shooting inanimate objects: beer cans, targets, clay pigeons, wooden fenceposts, etc. This New Year’s, the guys actually started what we all

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-23622600593194935882008-01-15T17:31:00.000-07:002008-01-15T17:32:45.334-07:00

It's actually not that bad now that I am used to it. I kinda like it short.

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Vail had a foot of new snow on Saturday morning. I went up with my cousin and some friends to play in it all day. I had been lucky enough to be given a medallion to ski for the day. The medallion lets whoever is wearing it ski wherever they want in Colorado. No lift ticket necessary – you just show up and they scan it at the lift and off you go. After I was done playing in the snow all day,

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-32431661162075806122007-12-30T11:09:00.000-07:002007-12-30T12:12:54.895-07:00

This was -at the same time- the best and worst year of my life. But I would never trade it or relive it, because there were so many lessons.#1: Love is out there and you are worthy of it. Yes, I know it sounds like some sort of self-help BS but for the first 2 months of the year I had the most fantastic boyfriend who doted on me in every way I have ever wanted to be doted upon. Of course, the

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-35776808522675286532007-12-25T13:43:00.001-07:002007-12-25T14:26:04.491-07:00

are hats and scarves. I've pretty much got everything else I could want, but after losing quite a bit of hair to an inexperienced hairdresser, my own bathroom floor and a super adept stylist - well, there's just not much of it left!When I came home for Thanksgiving, even *my brother* commented on how cool my hair was. First I have to thank Mom and Dad for great hair genes, but I also pay plenty

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-9753806959611490552007-12-12T09:36:00.000-07:002007-12-12T09:37:49.492-07:00

“He’s all hat and no cattle.”

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-37690021171151451642007-12-10T00:01:00.000-07:002007-12-10T00:05:03.022-07:00

Pros: you get to present to CFOs of major corporations.Cons: you have to present to CFOs of major corporations and you only get a 12 hour warning. But hey, we get Ski Fridays. Sorry, there are just NO CONS to that one. ;)

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And thanks for my great life. Skiied Winter Park both yesterday and today, it probably would have been too crowded for you but I had a great time - and we had almost a foot of new snow on the mountain! Anyhow, you gave me that gift (skiing) back when I was 8, and I'm still enjoying it - so thanks. I hope you and Bob have a great time up there - I know he must know how to get his hands on some

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-87437365525152296532007-11-26T21:46:00.000-07:002007-12-18T16:49:16.774-07:00

Thanksgiving... mmmm, turkey. Pie. Rockette's corn stuff. The cranberry stuff. Pie. Sweet Potatoes. Pie. No horseshoes this year due to the rain, Oh well it was fun anyhow. No fights, though He Who Fought Most is no longer with us... which brings me to the main point of this little blog: the email exchange that went on between my family the week before we were all together for turkey and

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-41839379826406322942007-11-18T01:54:00.000-07:002007-11-18T02:03:37.937-07:00

What a difference a good ski makes. I went up to Copper last weekend with my new Salomon skis - and felt like a complete novice on them. So thanks to Colorado Ski and Golf's awesome return policy, today I was able to go up with sweet new Dynastars. THEY ROCKED!!! And were far better looking than the Salomon skis. ;)I love Colorado. I love that I am skiing and that this is the 2nd day I've

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-90823785274974821842007-11-04T23:35:00.000-07:002007-11-04T23:56:17.162-07:00

I got a speeding ticket (my first ever) on my road trip to Austin last month.So the way Texas works is that you have to call in before your "Court Date" which is specified on your citation. You do not have to physically be in the court, you just make the call to arrange your method of payment - mine was $150, all in. Unless I called after my court date. Then the payment more than doubled...Of

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-87182614355112890472007-10-17T20:32:00.000-06:002007-10-17T20:44:43.711-06:00

Ride for the Roses in Austin, TX was this weekend. Many, MANY thanks for those of you who supported the cause, in whichever way your support came! Reasons I loved the ride:* Got to catch up with Snizow, CowDaddy, Sarfi and Cap'n E* gained a NEW APPRECIATION for my health and the condition of my body* THE REVEREND was with me all weekend!* saw The Rockette and her girlfriend... and their kids...

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-61476042591155460452007-10-02T22:22:00.000-06:002007-10-02T22:31:59.669-06:00

OK since this was *such* a hit, I had to post it here. Do it for yourself to brighten your day. :)---1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME (first pet & current car): Zepper Infiniti2.YOUR GANGSTA NAME (fave ice cream flavor, favorite cookie): Chocolate Chocolate Chip3. YOUR "FLY Guy/Girl" NAME (first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name): L Hil 4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME (favorite color,

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-86533962455762719152007-09-16T22:38:00.001-06:002007-09-18T14:58:37.408-06:00

Last night Noodles brought his latest love interest to have dinner with the Detroit Fam. It started off well enough, and Smarty seemed cool. Conversation flowed freely even before we started whipping up peach daquiri-esque concoctions, but of course went along even more quickly once we were two blenders in. Somewhere in the middle of the Peachiness, Smarty sort of took a turn for the worse.

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-50099249686631050202007-09-09T21:03:00.000-06:002007-09-09T21:14:55.538-06:00

Imagine my delight Friday when I bought a Polar F11 Heart Rate Monitor - technology and fitness, could there BE any better mix for me? I was very excited to try it out along with my new trail running shoes this morning...Which brings me to the whole reason I live in Colorado. I may think I am here for other things but when I'm outside in this beautiful state I have NO DOUBT that the reason I am

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-46124574149787427882007-08-20T20:48:00.001-06:002007-08-20T21:01:04.483-06:00

So this is going to sound nutsy - but I swear it happened.Last week I was working ALL WEEK like crazy (and I still am, I'm just here blogging to procrastinate - or further my denial of how much I have to do). Anyhow. I had gotten about 4-5 hours of sleep every night last night, faithfully waking up from my Heavenly Bed at the Westin to the alarm that rang each morning at 5:45AM. I was -

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-73032178831995282882007-06-26T07:36:00.000-06:002007-06-26T08:32:26.739-06:00

Years from now (or even next month) I am going to look back on June 2007 and think "How the hell did I do all that?"The first week of this month, I helped my mom make the drive to Vermont. She'll be there all summer as she and my father always have done. It's just now there is no Dad around to walk in the house and ask for a sandwich. My mom has decided the house needs a deck (and I agree!) so

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-46469275930657364502007-06-09T21:39:00.000-06:002007-06-09T22:15:03.238-06:00

So... I accepted New Job in Denver and will be moving there at the end of the month. (My apologies to those of you who are finding out RIGHT NOW as you read this.) I have the same nervous, scared, sad feelings I had when I did this the first time. I'm worried about moving in to a house with complete strangers (though they seem super nice, and hell, I've moved in to random houses before and

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-75316380516355931032007-05-13T08:50:00.000-06:002007-05-13T08:52:50.378-06:00

"If you focus on results, you will never change. If you focus on change, you will get results." -Jack Dixon

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-15987602944855020552007-05-07T05:46:00.000-06:002007-05-07T07:36:11.569-06:00

It is so easy to shop in Hong Kong. So many of the world's consumer goods are made here and MOST things for sale within the city seem to have fallen off the truck between the manufacturing plants and the shipping ports. I'm certainly not complaining, where else can you get a cashmere sweater for $9? Honestly it's just hard to wrap my mind around how inexpensive everything is here.In addition

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-28786695566928056392007-04-20T22:51:00.000-06:002007-04-22T18:51:21.765-06:00

A woman I have never met in real life (one of my imaginary internet friends) saw this picture of meand said I looked likeUMA THURMAN.Ah, Coastalpines, there are no words to express the sheer joy I felt when I read that comment. I *heart* you.

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and whiskers on - well, not kittens, but puppies maybe. Hm, lets just think of the cute puppies - not their whiskers. Anyhow here are some more of my favorite things:* pedicures* my bike* MALICE* chocolate cupcakes from Mattycakes* Souper Jenny!* Adam Sandler movies (esp. 50 First Dates, Wedding Singer, Happy Gilmore)* Dave Matthews Band* Going to shows with Indie* The Flying Biscuit* biking on

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-73352664990155809612007-04-05T10:38:00.000-06:002007-04-23T12:42:56.290-06:00

My dad died. I am not normal. I feel like I am going crazy. (I keep saying that, and I was very happy to see that apparently it is normal to feel this way.) I'm less than a month into this. Basically my dad died on the 13th of March, which is my mom's birthday. What was left of his earthly body held on until March 25th, the *actual* date of his death. So I've been going through this for a

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I've had a few good Valentine's Days in my past. My mom was always big into hearts and candy on Valentine's Day and always made us feel very loved. In general I took her approach and used the day to show my friends and family my affection for them and for our friendship. I always gave out valentine cards, even in college. I made dinner for all my single friends, I joined my 'coupled' friends for

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-11028240967994654732007-02-07T11:49:00.000-07:002007-02-07T11:59:26.487-07:00

* I have the most fantastic boyfriend ever. * I love my job... and love that it exposes me to new things all the time. * I just got to hang out with my sister for a week * I get to go skiing with many of my very favorite people in less than a month. * I am 9 days from being debt-free. * And I have the most fantastic boyfriend ever. *Life is good. :)

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The universe is unfolding exactly as it should. (?)If you think you can or think you can't, you're right. (Dale Carnegie)The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. (Eleanor Roosevelt)It takes 20 years to become an overnight success. (Roger Kenyon)There is no try, only do. (Yoda)La vita e bella. (?)If we all did the things we were capable of doing, we would literally

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-71063541980812651802007-01-17T22:36:00.000-07:002007-01-18T21:15:25.865-07:00

You know how sometimes things keep happening in your life and you have no idea why? And you know that there has got to be some crazy reason that what is going on is going on...Such as, you keep running into this girl you used to work with in the most random places all over town. Then you see her in other towns and on a plane. You both just know you are meant to be friends but you can't quite put

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-1163090444263651262006-11-09T09:26:00.000-07:002007-04-19T11:00:13.064-06:00

I've had a trainer for a couple years. His name is Will* but since he is *extremely* easy on the eyes, and since I also know a few Wills and needed a way to differentiate them, Will the trainer became "Hot Will." Of course, that name only exists here in LizLand - Hot Will has no idea that is what I call him outside of the half hour we spend together every week.It is one of my greatest fears

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-1162827920623542192006-11-06T08:44:00.000-07:002006-11-06T08:45:20.653-07:00

Roomie and I went to Maggiano’s for dinner last night. It was quite an enjoyable evening, a little vino, tasty Italian food, and just generally a good time. We paid the bill and headed home – only my ATM card did not make the trip back to the apartment. I am reasonably certain I grabbed my card after signing the bill, and put it in my pocket. I think it must have fallen out while getting in

Lizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03417198769888963108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12656305.post-1160594875878590232006-10-11T13:25:00.000-06:002007-01-07T22:45:25.872-07:00

...lest ye be judged. We can all have our own opinions but at the end of the day, GOD is the judge. And it is my belief that he has never and will never encourage hate or discrimination against any of his children.This is a response to something a friend wrote about how accepting gays is just one step closer to accepting pedophiles and bestiality. I had to write a response, and since I have no

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This is a guest blog post by my friend The Ducque. I loved this particular column so much (you can read more at www.bandon.tv) that I wanted to share it with everyone who keeps up with me here. Enjoy!WOULDA, COULDA, SHOULDADedicated to the Spirit of Arlene(I wish I’da Known Her More Betta)Sept. 1, 2006Someone I knew a little died suddenly a few weeks ago. Without warning I experienced the

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I do these random surveys all the time, mostly for my own enjoyment... but I want to save this one because as I answered it, I realized I'm the happiest I've ever been... and it is good to have something to reflect on when I'm not-so-happy. So here it is:--1. What bill do you hate paying the most?rent. I should be paying a mortgage. Next year, I will be. 2. What's the best place to eat a

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I love my mom more than anyone, but at least I am able to function without her. Clearly this is not the case with our family dog. My parents spend their summers at The Establishment North. They are only a five hour drive from my mom’s mom in Philadelphia. Actually, my mom’s entire family lives within one square mile of each other right outside the city. Which is perhaps the main reason she

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Indie and I are doing this together:www.sritri.orgJoin us for a beach weekend. Even better if you sign up for the race - I know a trainer who can help you devise a training plan! ;)

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Fourth of July is always a great time down at the Establishment South. The Captain and Wonder Mom are up in Vermont and they leave their southern compound for use by us kiddies as we see fit. It’s usually a circus, albeit a mighty fun one, but things were a little differen this year.First, it was more quiet at The Establishment South this year. Only The Rockette and I were at the house. Slug

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These are a few of my favorite things...The beach * my Dynastars, even if they are a bit too long * The Rockette and Slug Brother * the guy my last roommate used to be * new running shoes * Colorado * iifs * spin class * The Mack * SuperCool * MadLibs * the Killers CD * maraschino cherries * puns * WEARING my Dynastars * my bike * cake batter ice cream * Fellini's * spring flowers in the ATL * 75

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I am an ACE Certified Personal Trainer!!! Want to know more about the American Council on Exercise? www.acefitness.org

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I'm straight but I can certainly appreciate a beautiful woman. I saw the most exquisite young girl the other day. I was on a plane, and the pilot had just pulled the aircraft into the gate. Passengers were standing in the aisle waiting to get their things out of the overhead bins and it was then that I caught a glimpse of the gorgeous girl. She was standing about five or six rows ahead of

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My fantastic roommate, The Guery, started this whole thing... but it is now June 27th and he is no longer my fantastic roommate. I think Jackass Roommate is a more appropriate way to describe him as he has been intentionally mean and hurtful toward me since the end of April. I tried not to take the mean things he said personally because I knew he was going through a rough time, but ultimately

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