Archive | December, 2014

happy new year!

31 Dec

We’re in the final stretches of hotel holiday madness! Yesterday, I took a half day and Abbs and I went for an extra chilly, but fabulously relaxing stroll up the Salt Lick Trail. Tonight, I’ll be ringing in the new year at the Inn at Keystone front desk with some of the best colleagues in the world; and then, on Sunday…I AM OFF FOR TWO FULL DAYS!!

HIP HIP HOORAY!

Anyway, I hope everyone has a wonderful evening ringing in 2015! Be safe out there!

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christmas in the high country.

18 Dec

Every year I am tricked into thinking that this holiday season will be easier than then last holiday season.

That full hotels, new staff training, holiday parties, snowy winter weather and endless supplies of sugar cookies and snickerdoodles won’t get in my way.

Wrong.

This holiday season is just as wacky as last year’s holiday season AND the season before that; plus we are well on our way to being completely sold-out from tomorrow through January 3.

Phew!

Anyway, in the midst of spreading holiday cheer (everyone knows the best way to spread holiday cheer…is singing loud for all to hear...) and keeping staff morale up in the midst of long work weeks and 12/13 hour work days, I doing my darndest to soak in the beauty and light of the season.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I have got to be the luckiest girl in the world; and with Christmas upon us, I am so grateful to be surrounded by so many wonderful people who are so full of love and good cheer.

Merry Christmas to one and all!

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girls night.

10 Dec

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Also, we held the inaugural book club of the Winter ’14/’15 season and decided, in the midst of wine and and an unlimited supply of Christmas cookies and Mer’s cinnamon bun concoction, on a book called “The Goldfinch“. We meet again on January 20, so read up!

the most wonderful time of the year.

9 Dec

Ok.

I’ve been slacking a bit.

The last few weeks, work and Ripper Roo dance team and more work and leadership committees and new hires and chopping down Christmas trees and, ok skiing, have taken priority over my little blog.

Welp, here is my attempt at asking for your forgiveness.

You see, just last week Mr. A, Abbey Road and I went on the hunt for the very best little Christmas tree in Summit County. We searched high and low before we came across the most perfect little Lodgepole grove just off Montezuma Road, about a mile northwest of Peru Creek.

We trekked into the grove, embracing the bright sunshine as it sparkled off of the crusty, week old snow. Mr. A, being the Lumberjack that he is, carried his avalanche hand saw in his back pocket and loops of p-cord over his shoulders, as we trudged through the gully in our quest.

Like a child in search of his prized Christmas toy, Mr. A honed in on the fullest, greenest tree in all the land.

“Done! I found the tree!”, said he as he whipped out the hand saw and began sawing through her soft, sappy trunk, working hard at each stroke until the tree hit the ground with a “THUMP!”.

And while I had my doubts (we all know how much of a perfectionist I can be…), she really, truly is the most perfect tree in Summit County.

Happy Christmas everyone!

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730 days.

2 Dec

Believe it or not, it’s officially been two years since my dad and I arrived in Summit County and met Erik at this “awesome little lunch spot'” (A-Cafe) for a celebratory sammie.

Coming into this little adventure, I truly believed I would be in the mountains for a season; just a quick hiatus from the “real world”, a chance to play and be “irresponsible” for a winter.

Well, about six weeks into my “hiatus” I knew I was in it for the long run.

I was hooked.

Hooked on the hot pinks and dreamsicle oranges that paint the sky with the early morning sunrises, hooked on the breathlessness (from the beauty and the altitude…) that washes over you upon reaching the summit of any one of the local 13ers and 14ers that stand guard over The County, hooked on the terrifying thrill I get when I looked down the chute that leads into the wide open bowl from the top of Mayflower Gulch and hooked on the people that live their lives without regret, like they have but one more day left to live.

“I’ll just stay for the summer and THEN I’ll get back to my career, to the real world,” I told myself, time and time again that first winter.

Well, after that first summer of sunshine, 14ers, long training runs and sailing on Lake Dillon…ok a few promotions at work helped too…that summer turned into my second winter season, which then evolved into my third winter and second Coloradoversary.

To this day, 730 days later, I am unceasingly astounded and unbelievable grateful that I have ended up where I am. I have been provided with some amazing, once in a lifetime career opportunities, met an incredible group of people that have developed into a fabulous little family-away-from-family and I spend my days doing what I love and living in a place that challenges me physically and stimulates me emotionally.

Colorado, it’s been a fabulous journey thus far, and I can’t wait to see what year three brings.

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