Have you ever had natural, unsalted peanut butter? If not, you should. The transition may be rough at first, but it’s worth it. It tastes like.. well.. peanuts. And that’s it. I don’t understand JIF peanut butter any more; it’s overly salted and smooth. It makes me feel like something good was ruined. I’m a peanut butter snob. When I get my Blendtec, I’m going to make my own.
Archive for April, 2008
My dad was in town last weekend, and he didn’t realize that he was in for a weekend of physical activity. We had him walking to and around the dog park, walking to the bus and around downtown and the ultimate challenge: hiking up a small mountain in Colorado.
We wanted to take him hiking somewhere and found a nice looking hike on Bald Mountain in book of easy day hikes. It offered a great view at the summit, was short and wasn’t a there and back hike where you had to re-walk the same trail. The only question mark was this pesky 240 ft of elevation gain. I wasn’t sure exactly sure how bad that would be.
So we packed up on the day of the hike, drove to Boulder and up some serious inclines to get to the trail head and finally set out on our hike. The first thing we see is a warning about mountain lions. The sign says to throw stones and sticks at mountain lions you run into to scare them away. I wasn’t too worried though. I’m confident that Kuma would have tried to hump any mountain lions until they ran away in frustration. That’s just what Kuma does.
When we finally did start climbing the mountain, it turns out 240 ft is a lot more difficult than I thought. We wanted to give my dad a nice easy stroll, and we ended up putting him in front of a difficult inclined climb. To his massive credit, he was a trooper and impressed big time with his gumption. He made it to the top and back down without a peep. The reward at the top is a bench with a nice view:
The boys also made it to the top without any trouble:
We like hiking a lot. I think I enjoy hiking more than skiing. We definitely need some better hiking gear though before we do anything too adventurous. I’ve been hiking in running shoes which aren’t good for protecting the bottom of my feet from sharp rocks or for stopping my ankles from rolling over. The book bags we’re using for carrying supplies really don’t provide the needed support for hours of use. I think the things we need are:
- Hiking boots
- Hiking packs (probably with water built in a la Camelbaks)
- Proper supplies to fill the packs with in case of emergencies
- Packs for the dogs
- Walking poles possibly
- Booties for the dogs possibly
Hopefully we will hike frequently during the summer. I want to try to get up some fourteeners (peaks over 14,000 feet) this year so I can summit Pike’s Peak next March when there’s still snow at the top. That’s my goal!
Cylindria and I took our first Colorado skiing trip a couple of weeks ago. Wow, it was beautiful. Breathtaking 30 minute lift rides up and hour long skiing back down. I’m sure the appreciation of the view and such wears off after a while, and a ski trip just turns into trying to get in as much skiing as possible. I hope that takes a while, though! Here’s the view from half way down the mountain or so.
The only point of reference I have is skiing on a giant hill of garbage in Michigan that they converted to a ski hill that needs fake snow blown onto most of the time. Skiing on Mt. Garbage consists of riding a lift or tow line up for a minute or two and then skiing down for 30 seconds. Rinse and repeat. See the difference:
Back to our CO skiing. The day started at 7 with a fantastic drive into the mountains during sunrise. We took a beginner-ish lesson to learn some basics so we wouldn’t die. Our instructor was a trip. He took us around the mountain for three hours showing us the ropes and then we were on our own. The top of the mountain was much better for us because it was less crowded, so I wouldn’t take down a group of people when I fell. I fell more than she did, but I blame it on taking more risks. Here’s me between falls:
My natural complexion is ghost white going on invisible, so I applied sunscreen three or four times during the day. Cylindria only put some on early in the morning. She toasted herself BAD. Her face swelled into a giant red balloon the next morning. It was bad. Here she is tearing up the slopes while cooking:
We ended up skiing for about 6 hours or so, which was a LONG time for us. We had to take a nap on the drive down the mountain so I didn’t sleep drive us off the road (and mountain).
Anyway, was a great time. We’ll be heading back next season. Go here for more pictures.
I. Must. Resist. Please repeat: “Posting updates about myself throughout the day is distracting to me, and no one cares anyway.”
But but … what if I go to jail!? I could sneak a tweet while in the cop car, and all of my friends would come to my rescue! It could save my life!
No! Be firm. You can do it. Do not feed your techno-addiction any further … But it might be too late.
I think that pouring locally produced organic milk into a bowl of Fruity Pebbles is a bit ironic. And possibly asinine. And that leads to …
You should read The Omnivore’s Dilemma. It’s a very eye-opening look at our industrialized food chain (although it needs an update to account for the recent biofuel craziness). Also, you should get it from your local public library. They are free and convenient (you can request books from across your state and have them delivered to the library down the street) and you don’t end up with piles of books all over your house/office/car.
I’m running for my first Board of Directors position. It’s for our neighborhood association. If elected, I will be the second homeowner on the board for my neighborhood. I spent an hour last night walking around to houses in my neighborhood introducing myself and asking for votes. I haven’t walked door to door for anything since I was a kid (well, excluding Halloween… which lasted into college). I felt some combination of annoying and creepy. Most people took to it well, though, and it doesn’t seem like I’ll have a problem collecting the needed 12 votes.
We saw The Bravery last Thursday in Colorado Springs at The Black Sheep. Turns out it was a very small little bar with a posted maximum occupancy of 397 (which we think COULD be possible if everyone were belly to back with some more on the others’ shoulders). It was a very good (and fun!) show. We were probably 8 people back from the stage, and being that close makes it surprisingly more enjoyable. Cylindria’s been Bravery obsessed every since.
I took a video of Explosions in the Sky from a couple of weeks ago and The Bravery from last week, but haven’t taken time to figure out the easiest way to get them onto the site. The videos are pretty horrible anyway. If anything, all I did by not uploading them was save you a headache.
I’m heading back to Michigan for five days. Got a ticket 7 days ago for the best price I’ve ever seen for a Denver to Flint flight (although I’ve only ever looked for a Flint to Denver flight – does that matter much?). Gonna ride the bus from the park n ride near my house to the airport. It’s convenient AND affordable!
We bought a bed last night (not the mattress — just the bed). Saw it in the store, and we both said “Whoa, that’s perfect.” Then we bought it online the next night because it was $200 cheaper. Let’s hope the store holds up to its 4.5 star review rating! Rugs are next.
Update: Our bed arrived, and I got it set up. I’ve determined that Colorado beds (again, not including mattresses) are more sophisticated, mature and much cooler than Michigan beds. However, my opinion may be biased because I’ve only ever bought a bed in Colorado, and I’ve never bought a bed in Michigan. My assumption is that beds in Michigan were just not good enough for me to buy.