winter weekends and bucket lists for moving

This weekend was a good one.  My good pal Cindee came up to Ogden for a slumber party and snowshoeing.  Just like old times.  We had a blast.  Ordered pizza.  Drank good wine.  And were probably in bed before 10pm.  I'm getting old.

Sunday morning I woke up in time to make us a good breakfast.  I did realize (too little too late) that I hadn't stocked our house with any breakfast meat to feed our guest.  I was in luck.  We had Eggo waffles and she gave our "fake" sausage and bacon a try.  She's a good sport.

After breakfast we loaded up the Forester (now known as Lucy) with our snowshoes and my craziest pup, Goose, and headed to the trails of Snowbasin.  When we arrived this beautiful husky was hanging out in the parking lot waiting for her person to get ready to ski.  Sky and Goose got to meet and run some of their crazy out together.  It was cute and they were fast friends.

Soon enough Cindy, Goose, and I were on our way up the trail.  Cindy and I in our snowshoes and Goose in overdrive (his only setting).  We were all pretty happy but Goose was the only one looking this incredibly handsome:

When I got home from snowshoeing Chris had my bike ready to roll for me.  We threw the bike rack on the Lucy, loaded up both of our bikes, and we were off on the day's next adventure.

We headed out to Farmington Bay on a perfectly "warm" winter afternoon to ride bikes, drink coffee, have fun, and make new friends.  Every single one of those things happened.

It was beautiful and fun and I wanted it to never end.  

you've gotta know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em

i've never been much of a gambler.  i just like to drink.  although, there was that one time in wendover with becca...  i stayed up late at the blackjack table on someone else's twenty bucks and then woke up in time the next morning for mimosas and watching the hawkeyes slaughter the gophers.  that was a good time.

so, that being said, chris and i are picking up our lives and moving to Reno Nevada.  yep, the biggest little city in the world.  we'll be there.  work can do some cool things to your life.  we are lucky to work for a company that gives us both a lot of opportunity and cares about its employees.  chris was offered a job at our new facility that will be in action next fall.  i'm proud of him.  he's going to slay it there, just like he does here.  i will continue my current job and work from home...or potentially in an office (if there is one).  i'm looking forward to a new adventure and consider myself lucky that i get to share the adventure with my one and only.  the move will keep us busy until we go in october.  in the meantime, we have two houses to sell and a whole lot of stuff to sort through.  we have a lot of people to spend time with, a lot of beer to drink, and a lot of dinners to eat.  9 months seems like plenty of time, but something tells me it will pass by much faster than i realize.  my house went on the market yesterday.  i'll get to see the for sale sign in my front yard today when i stop by.  bittersweet excitement.  i put a lot of sweat equity into that house.  it was my first house.  there is a part of me that is sad to let it go but the rest of me is looking forward to the adventure ahead.

between now and october i'll be listening to "the gambler" by kenny rogers.  let's get together and have a drink, go for a bike ride, ski, have dinner, do anything cool.