Life in a ski town means you try not to hate the tourists. You try every weekend as you sit in two hours of snowy traffic, praying to go faster than three miles an hour just for a few minutes. You try not to hate the cute little children who throw snow balls at …
Most people have parents who would be proud of them if they were a doctor or a lawyer or got a A+ on a test. In my family, things are a little different. My Dad is proud that none of his kids are in jail or on drugs. He has said this to us many …
If there is one thing I do well it is fall. I can be running fast flat out down a hill, trip over a root and fall as soft as a leaf into the dirt. I’m majorly skilled at catching myself in situations like this. Maybe it’s all the horse racing I watch, watching …
Christmas 2012 was the year some one told my dad that Price Club went out of business. This was after he referenced Price Club about fifteen times during dinner. My Mom finally broke the news to him during dessert that they shop at Costco now, and have done that for ten years. Our family …
Tonight I survived Del Taco. I’m a foodie, and I do not eat fast food, like, ever. I eat things like sushi, goat cheese and liver. A macho meal? Excuse me? What does that even mean? Tonight, Christmas Eve, I tried to go to my favorite hole in the wall Mexican place. Okay, yes …