ERIC IS GOING SKIING!
I put this in bold and caps because I am really excited about it. Tomorrow, Eric and I are going to leave work a little early and go night-skiing at Mt. Hood SkiBowl.
Yeehaw!!!
Yes
9 years ago
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
What's the blogger etiquette? I feel the need to apologize for my derilict blogging. But...I won't.
Anyway. I'm sitting in the E terminal of Portland International Airport at 6 am on Wednesday morning. My morning is an exact contradiction to my current life situation. Last night, as I set my alarm, I calculated the timing of my morning preparation and travel. I figured I would get up at 4:30, take a half-hour to get ready (I'd already laid out my clothes for today), and leave the house at 5. This would give me 45 minutes to drive to the airport and arrive at 5:45, leaving 1 hour to check in at the counter, send my belongings through the Xray shoot (including this computer...I was a little worried it would get fried, but as you can see...it works), and get to the gate at 6:45, when the flight begins boarding. Good plan...considered traffic, first time business flying, end arrival 30 minutes prior to take-off. Total time from wake up to gate? 2:15:07.
Well, apparently, I was a little tired this morning and slept through my alarm. I woke up at 5:15, showered (good thing), and jumped into my laid out clothes. I kissed Becky good-bye, hopped in the car and drove to the airport. Parked my car, checked through security, and now I'm here. Total time from wakeup to sitting on the concourse typing my blog? 43 minutes. Sometimes things go more quickly than you plan.
And sometimes they take longer. I finally broke down the door at Nike after 2 years of applying...and that came about 3 years later than I would have hoped. Then I worked in an entry level job (which was great at the time) for about 1.5 years too long. After applying for anything that seemed right for that time...I'm finally doing something that requires the use of my brain, my personality, and sometimes my creativity. I'm very happy. But its funny...because all along the way, there were jobs that I applied for...and interviewed for...and got rejected for. Each time, I was intensely excited and SURE that I wanted that job. Then I would get that phone call. Each time I was disappointed. I couldn't understand why they didn't hire me. And now that I'm sitting here in the airport...about to fly to Santa Barbara...feeling secure in my job, my marriage, my family...I know why I had to wait.
Sometimes, God has us wait. Even if, at the time, we don't know why.
PB
Anyway. I'm sitting in the E terminal of Portland International Airport at 6 am on Wednesday morning. My morning is an exact contradiction to my current life situation. Last night, as I set my alarm, I calculated the timing of my morning preparation and travel. I figured I would get up at 4:30, take a half-hour to get ready (I'd already laid out my clothes for today), and leave the house at 5. This would give me 45 minutes to drive to the airport and arrive at 5:45, leaving 1 hour to check in at the counter, send my belongings through the Xray shoot (including this computer...I was a little worried it would get fried, but as you can see...it works), and get to the gate at 6:45, when the flight begins boarding. Good plan...considered traffic, first time business flying, end arrival 30 minutes prior to take-off. Total time from wake up to gate? 2:15:07.
Well, apparently, I was a little tired this morning and slept through my alarm. I woke up at 5:15, showered (good thing), and jumped into my laid out clothes. I kissed Becky good-bye, hopped in the car and drove to the airport. Parked my car, checked through security, and now I'm here. Total time from wakeup to sitting on the concourse typing my blog? 43 minutes. Sometimes things go more quickly than you plan.
And sometimes they take longer. I finally broke down the door at Nike after 2 years of applying...and that came about 3 years later than I would have hoped. Then I worked in an entry level job (which was great at the time) for about 1.5 years too long. After applying for anything that seemed right for that time...I'm finally doing something that requires the use of my brain, my personality, and sometimes my creativity. I'm very happy. But its funny...because all along the way, there were jobs that I applied for...and interviewed for...and got rejected for. Each time, I was intensely excited and SURE that I wanted that job. Then I would get that phone call. Each time I was disappointed. I couldn't understand why they didn't hire me. And now that I'm sitting here in the airport...about to fly to Santa Barbara...feeling secure in my job, my marriage, my family...I know why I had to wait.
Sometimes, God has us wait. Even if, at the time, we don't know why.
PB
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
This weekend we had a great trip to the Posenjaks in Wenatchee. Becky was still on Christmas Break, and I took Friday off, so we had a 4 day weekend!! We had fun playing foosball, eating, watching a movie, playing with the boys, playing in the snow outside, playing legos, shopping (the girls only), cruising downtown Leavenworth, eating fancy dinners, and all around having a great time.
On Sunday, Brad and I got to ski at Mission Ridge, something I've been wanting to do for a year now. It was great! The snow was quite different than Mt. Hood snow. It was dry and fluffy in the deep spots and even though it was tracked out in spots, it was still really soft. We spent a lot of time in the trees cruising down little paths and hitting natural jumps here and there. No injuries, a big burger at lunch, and 7 hours of skiing made for a great day on the hill. Here are a few pictures of Brad and me on the mountain, I'll try to post some pictures of the rest of the weekend soon.
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