Our trip to France was amazing, each time I go I like it even more. Now that I have been there to climb and not just eat amazing pastries and shop, I realize maybe Paris is for me, or not I missed the dogs. Here are some photos, enjoy. On another note, I really hate this blog at the moment and need to change it…not so fancy to me any longer. 
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Who needs redemption when Chef can prepare meals like this? Saffron risotto, topped with eggplant, fennel, and sauteed onions. I am dieting in preparation for France, lots of cheese, plenty of wine, and a of course petit fours. 
Happy Valentine’s Day world. Here in SLC it looks more like Christmas, there is about a foot of snow covering our cute little house and it does not seem to be letting up. I thought I would share with you some photos of my V-Day cupcakes. This is why I don’t cook and have a chef prepare most of my meals. It’s just not my thing. XXOOXXO 
I am so excited for our trip to Font in three weeks. It seems like heading out of the country in late February is becoming a good tradition. Last year it was Turkey, not bad for two people who have a mortgage and full time jobs…well at least one of us works full time. Making the choice to live a life that can sometimes feel constricted by the house and dogs, especially when many of our friends live on the road climbing it is nice to be able to get away for a few weeks. Starting last week I have been training in the gym during the afternoon when it is quiet and peaceful except for my own tantrums when I don’t send the damn sloper problems. I feel strong physically and mentally, its awesome. Not only am I sending hard plastic bs, but mentally I am stronger. I am working on sending the same hard problems every time I am in there and getting through the hump of not pushing myself when you only have yourself to challenge you. So the inevitable happens, I f*!k my ass (literally) up after a good three hours of sick plastic crushing. It happened Thursday and by that evening no joke I was tiled at a 45 degree angle. Not being able to stand upright sucks and it made Luke anxious, but then I make him anxious if I look at him wrong. Today I saw the physical therapist, after lots of adjustments, massage, ice, and finally a sexy layer of tape across my back in hopes to straighten me out he thinks by Friday I might be able to try some climbing again. So, to that I say hell yes tape me up and hopefully I will be outside next weekend crushing in the sun instead of the stimulator. 
The air quality in SLC is incredibly disgusting at the moment. Seriously, there is a brownish orange cloud hovering about ten feet above my head at all times and obstructing my view of the lovely when visible Wasatch Mountains. Those mountains are the reason I moved here and if this cloud continues to hover every winter, I am going to have to rethink why I live here. It makes me scared to hear the news casters tell me it is dangerous to go outside. Since I am house bound you know what I am doing, sitting in my favorite corner reading Candy Girl. Diablo Cody is hilarious, at this point you have probably seen Juno and maybe even read Candy Girl. If not, get on it, it will lift any clouds that might be hovering over you. 
Christmas was amazing. We have spent five years having Christmas dinner at Log Haven. This year was one of the best, the food and wine selection topped previous years. Santa was very good to me this year, he brought me an original blue Herman Miller rocker. I can’t find any photos of the original, but this is close enough. Mine is slightly darker and I would take a photo, but its in transit. Also Santa was up for days building me a lamp, it is so amazing…photos of it soon. Hope you all had a great holiday, xo. 
Well, I knew Nate was up to something this spring and summer. I had heard the rumors and watched him smirk when I asked about the stash of boulders he had found in LCC. I continued to ask and at some very low points beg and threaten, but he held his cards close. At one point I might have chased what I thought was his car up the canyon honking my horn and yelling that I had found him. Sadly it was just a family out for a hike and I hope I wasn’t the cause for their daughters tears. Sure, there are plenty of problems to keep me occupied in the canyon, they have for YEARS, but there is nothing better that throwing yourself around on new gems. Yes, that is what I finally was able to do this weekend. Thank you Nate, for sharing with me the boulders I will never be able to find again since you blindfolded me. Here are a few photos the master took. This roof problem was dope, I broke a hold at the top, but am stoked on it. The first move is a powerful throw to a decent crimp. I think its a V6 or V7. The other photo is right before I started (almost) crying after pulling on up top, slipping off and banging my knee on the rock as I slide head first into the cave. For some reason, Nate is always there to witness my worst falls and stupidity . 
What makes you happy? Cupcakes usually do the trick for me and a good day up LCC. Here are some things in my life that ALWAYS put a smile on my face. Yes, I am a material girl.
Tradition in my family runs deep, tradition in St. Louis runs even deeper. Looking back at my childhood, I enjoyed a great life, for the most part it was normal…well in the bubble of St. Louis. There were a few things that I was submitted to that are not exactly normal and have some strange roots, but I don’t think they had that large of an effect on me. Sure, instead of shaking hands I like to curtsy, I never wear white shoes before Memorial day or after Labor day, I believe it is rude to sneeze or cough in public, and I always use a fork to convey food to my mouth, except when a spoon is necessary for liquids or fro-yo.
