One more Robie picture and a quick post...

For some reason I can't get MJ's pictures to download, but here is the one of me that I was able to get where I don't look completely miserable and sick.
Last night we went on a long bike ride out to Bown Crossing close to Harris Ranch... we had no idea all of those restaurants and shops were out there. We had a great flat bread pizza and then pedaled our way home.
Tonight is the big "doom metal" show. I'll report soon on how it went. I can't wait to see my little brother.

Looking Good, Girl!

What an amazing week! The weather here is absolutely beautiful… it is the kind of weather that makes it criminal to be cooped up inside, and it’s only going to get better before it begins the inevitable decline back to worse about the middle of next week –that is according to the weather experts, anyway.
We had a great time at Granddad’s birthday party. It always amazes me how many friends my grandparents have. It’s such a testament to the type of people that they are. So many people felt compelled to send cards, call or stop by the Open House. Grandma and her sister Barbara had a huge spread of fabulous food and drinks. Barbara’s daughter Julie and her husband Bob surprised everyone and drove up all the way from Reno. Michael and I both had a great time visiting with everyone.
Last night I ran a six mile loop in Lower Hulls Gulch. I had planned a run up a dirt road, but the weather was so nice and the trails so dry that I decided to try a new route. Michael looked up the mileage for me in a mountain bike book. The first part of the run was pretty much all up hill on a rocky single track, but it followed a creek and with the sun glinting off of the water as I ran by I couldn’t help but have a fantastic time… huffing and puffing and all. There weren’t many people back there. After a couple of miles I came upon the main trail and started to see more people. There were a lot of pale faces behind the sunglasses, probably getting out for the first time all year. Everyone was grinning from ear to ear, the beautiful weather and scenery causing a contagious euphoria. I love this city. I can’t imagine living somewhere that didn’t have hills to play on after work. As I started coming down a hill towards the end of my run I saw a slightly overweight middle aged man struggling to ride up what I was bounding down. He looked at me and smiled, “Looking good, Girl. Keep on running.” That made the evening perfect.

I hope that everyone has beautiful early spring weather where they are. Lot of love to you all.

This weekend:

yurt -
noun

a circular domed dwelling that is portable and self-supporting; originally used by nomadic Mongol and Turkic people of central Asia but now used as inexpensive alternative or temporary housing .

Also - a great place to ski to with friends in Idaho for those that are in need of a sunny break from cold, grey, wet, polluted Boise.

Yurt Fever...

From left to right the clearly delirious "yurters" - Josh, Cori, Robyn, Jason, MJ, and me

"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer."
-Albert Camus