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perfection to a fault.

9 Feb

I struggle from this weird tick. A tick, that until the last year, I always thought was a secret tick; a tick that others couldn’t see and thereby, couldn’t judge me by.

Alas, it seems that my “secret” tick is not so secret these days.

That tick, this silly cause for unnecessary stress and disappointment, is known as perfectionism.

It never occurred to me that my friends, my colleagues and my bosses could smell it on me, the way a dog knows what you’ve had for lunch and can sense that you are afraid of him.

I always thought that I was sneaky enough that I could hide it behind a veil of a false sense of relaxed, laid back leadership; that things like missed sellouts, a dirty house, not even dirty…a lived-in house, and a bad hair day didn’t bother me.

But the truth is, they do.

A lot.

Instances such as dirty dishes left in the sink for two days, a “miss” at work that is merely a learning experience in most people’s eyes and burned pancakes are the sad causes of true “I feel shame” moments.

I always knew that I was particular about how I held myself in public and how others viewed me in the workplace, but it did not occur to me that I spent an inordinate amount of time ensuring that all outward facets of my life were “perfect”. I mean I know full-well that I am far from perfect, but I was under the jaded impression that others thought it was effortless.

Today, as part of an extended leadership training class through Vail, I received the results of a review that consisted of my peers, direct reports and members of upper-management scoring and commenting on my performance over the last six months.

All-in-all, after reading everyone’s comments I felt far more “warm fuzzies” than I expected towards most everyone that reviewed me; but it was brought to my attention that those that work with me on a daily basis, heck, even those that just work with me from afar, see right through my facade of perfectionism.

Comments such as “could take more risks”, “seems to be afraid of making a mistake” and “tends to get impatient when others don’t catch on quickly” punctuated the “opportunities” portion of my review. None of them necessarily negative, all of them perfectly constructive.

As I mulled over the comments, I began to link aspects of my personal life, the fun parts outside of work, to the thoughts of my colleagues. I was impatient because someone wasn’t completing a task in the time I had allotted them in my head and I am a bit skittish towards taking business risks because I don’t want to make a mistake that might disappoint those that look up to me and those that I look up to.

I began to realize that the people I work with know me far better than I knew myself. That they saw the far-from-perfect Me and were rooting for that Me to succeed and be the best Me I could be.

It was the perfect revelation. A perfect way to focus on bettering myself at work and at play. And starting tomorrow, I am making it my mission to let down that facade and give way to the imperfections that punctuate life and all its twists and turns.

Cheers to messy hair, dirty houses, brown shoes and a black belt and mistakes that I can and will learn from!



15 Jan

“They are beau­ti­ful and ugly, peace­ful and malev­o­lent, holy and unholy—

some­times all at once.”

They inspire, they love, they punish and they teach–always all at once.

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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!!


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



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.


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.


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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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.

2 years

forever grateful.

20 Nov

The inaugural “Friendsgiving” took place back in November 2008 with a free 20lb turkey, courtesy of MMPI, bottles upon bottles of cheap wine and about 30 of our closest friends. We ate, we drank and we made merry with our new city friends, all while relishing in our newly acquired adulthood and big girl jobs.

Over the years, Friendsgiving has taken on many forms and has been hosted at a variety of fabulous Chicago walk-ups and houses. But after almost two years (can you believe it?!) and in the midst of a blizzard comparable to Chicago’s 2011 Snowpocalypse, Friendsgiving finally made its way to the High Country. About 20 of our heartiest friends ventured out into blowing snow and sub-zero temps to celebrate Thanksgiving a few weeks early, as most everyone who attended works in the ski industry and would therefore be working on the actual holiday.

We ate, we drank, we commented on the weather and the exciting amounts of snow being blown in by an extra low jet stream and we reflected on how lucky we were to be living in such a beautiful part of the country and working in an industry that truly appreciates the beauty of Mother Nature.

I for one, am so grateful to have each and every one of those people in my life. While I miss my family everyday, the holidays really pull at my heartstrings, but the laughs, the adventures, the exciting passion for an exciting industry and the spectacular support system found in this tiny mountain community are more than I ever could have asked for.

To you and yours, I wish you the happiest of Thanksgivings.

my monday was better than your monday.

17 Nov

I’d like to make it known that today, November 17, 2014, was my first day on the hill for the Winter ’14/’15 season.

Not a bad way to spend a Monday.



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