The Beginning of Wednesday

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Wednesday, Oui? in the nick of time...

This is how my Wednesday has been:

This morning our parking lot was flooded, part of the highway was closed, I forgot my boots so I got soaked and had to stay that way all day, many of my clients didn't show up due to the weather, and the agency closed at 4:00 but forgot to let our building know, so we were all working away like idiots while the rest of the company was traveling safely home in the daylight.

In the car on my way home, (I probably should have been in a canoe) I called Aaron to tell him... "everything that could possibly go wrong today did.. I don't have a Oui!"

Oh contraire my friends, thanks to you... and Aaron, y'all made sure I have a Oui...

I came home to read a ton of comments on my blog, one of which was a friend telling me she missed my voice...

and from Aaron, my favorite treat...

Do I have the best people in my life or what?
OUI!!!

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Addicted to Love

So, I have been working crazy hours at work lately, which partly explains my lack-luster blogging. When I get home I am just so tired and wired; and when I wake (my prime blogging time) I don't have the energy.

Last night when I got home from work, an hour and a half late, I was overtired and crazy silly. I was feeling HATEFUL, and I decided to torment Aaron with the camera, getting several good videos, some of which I will share here.

Aaron, completly exhausted too, is trying to coax me into making the grocery list and I am just not into it. In his moment of weakness, he admitted to his "problem."

And, no Aaron does not have an accent. Often, we will just speak in accents for no reason (mostly when we are tired or silly.)

Monday, February 11, 2008

Keep coming back!

I know how disappointing it is to go blog surfing, only to find the same title over and over each time you check for an update.

My internet at home is "down" so I can't post. Hopefully it will be back in time for "Wednesday, Oui?" I just wanted to let you all know so you didn't wonder what terrible thing happened that interrupted the Adventures of Aaron & Jessi. All is well; we are fine, happy and healthy, just experiencing technical difficulties. Please stand by and keep checking for an update.

Friday, February 8, 2008

The Sexy Cat

I know I have mentioned Rocko Santa Fe in several postings, most notably here. Well, he's done it now. He's over the top. He's just so hot, literally.

The other night I was in the kitchen talking to my mother on the phone as Aaron and I were baking a cake. Per usual the animals were scattered throughout the house with Rocko laying on the table (again, per usual). It's normal practice to burn candles in my house. Well, at same exact time Aaron and I noticed that Rocko has rested his tail on the candle and set himself of fire. He was completely oblivious that his little puff of hair on the tip of his tail was burning.

I was laughing as Aaron frantically extinguished the fire. Rocko, still had no clue, he purred as Aaron smoldered the flames.

All looks. No brains.

He needs a haircut so badly!

Thursday, February 7, 2008

$10,000 and Schwag

The MetLife ProAm Cycling Team helped to raise approximately $10,000 at the race on Super Bowl Sunday in Boston. All of the money will benefit the Jimmy Fund and The Dana Farber Cancer Institute. A BIG thank you to all who attended, supported, and organized this event.

While in Boston, MetLife Cycling had their "team meeting" where the team discussed logistics, budgeting, training, and established their race calendar. Aaron did not come home empty handed, but came bearing gifts of schwag for me (if you forgot what schwag is, click here) my favorite, Luna Bars and plenty of Vitamin Water... whoo hooo. I heart schwag.

Quotes that define my life:

"Now this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the sky; And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back -- For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack." -- Rudyard Kipling
"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind." -- Dr. Seuss
"He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion." -- Unknown
"Better to love God and die unknown than to love the world and be a hero; better to be content with poverty than to die a slave to wealth; better to have taken some risks and lost than to have done nothing and succeeded at it." -- E. Lutzer
“There is pleasure in the pathless woods, There is rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea and the music in its roar; I love not man the less, but Nature more.” -- Lord Byron
"There are times when explanations, no matter how reasonable, just don't seem to help." -- Mr. Rogers
"If you don't crack the shell, you can't eat the nut." -- Persian Proverb
"Real peace is not the absence of conflict, but the presence of justice." Martin Luther King, Jr.

Mountains we climb

+ Currently: Life
+ Magalloway Mountain: Pittsburg, NH: 3,350 ft. Fire tower @ summit
+ Uncanoonuc Mountains: Goffstown, NH; Elevation: North Peak 1,324 ft. South Peak, 1,321 ft. *Indian Translation: "woman lying down" or "breasts"*
+ Mt. Major: Alton Bay, NH: Approx 4 mi. round trip; 1,100 ft. @ summit.
+ Monument Mt., Berkshire Area, MA: Approx 3 mi. round trip; *Beautiful waterfall* 1,735 ft @ summit.
+ Welch-Dickey- Loop Trail, Waterville Valley Area: 4.4 mi. round trip; 2,605 ft. @ Welch summit, 2,734 ft. @ Dickey summit.
+ Mt. Kearsarge- Barlow Trail, Winslow State Park, Wilmot: 2.8 mi. round trip; 2,937 ft @ summit.
+ Mt. Monadnock- White Dot Trail, Jaffrey: 4.2 mi. round trip, 3,165 ft. @ summit
+ Mt. Layafette- Old Bridle Path, Franconia Notch State Park: 8 mi. round trip, 5,260 ft @ summit.
+ Mt. Cardigan- East Side Loop, Alexandria: 5.3 mi. round trip, 3,121 ft @ summit. * some of the mountain was left bare from a fire in 1855
+ Mt. Morgan & Mt. Percival- Squaw Mountains, Holderness & Center Sandwich: 5.1 mi. round trip; 2,220 & 2,212 ft. @ summit
+ Mt. Osceola- White Mountain National Forest: 6.4 mi. round trip, 4,340 ft. @ summit

Mission Statement

This blog is much like my home. When you click on my blog you cross a boundary into my world; what I would like to be a judgment free world. You’re in my house now. Don’t come in if you want to pollute my environment with negativity.

As a guest in my home would you pick apart my style, critique my furniture, or want me to spend your entire visit complaining about my life's trials and tribulations? No. The same goes for my blog. You’re a guest here. The virtual world is a "boundary" between what I am going to post here, and what goes on in my “real life.”

This is my forum. Much like if you were a guest in my house, I would scurry around cleaning up, presenting to you my best self. I do the same with my writing. You come here for a smile, an anecdote, a laugh, or a oui. You don't come here to hear about the bad parts of my life. Just because I don't post about them, doesn't mean they don't exist. That part of me just happens to be none of your business.

I choose to blog about things that make me happy, things I want to look back on and relish. I am constantly recovering (on a daily basis) from things that are unpleasant, I need no reminders via written word. That is what my diary is for. If that omission makes it appear as though my life is easy, then you are more than welcome to turn back now, don't waste your time. I have an amazing group of people who I can vent to and get feedback in regards to those matters, I don’t have an overwhelming urge to hang my dirty laundry out to dry in front of strangers.

My greatest fear about blogging is that someone, anyone, would rob me of this right. To instill in me a need to gauge my every word, for me to feel intimidated to speak, to share, or to write. I would never take that privilege, liberty, or luxury from any one person. It’s not mine to take. If you're here for the taking, I hope you come up empty.