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The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
October 8, 2009, 8:55 pm
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It’s that time of year; and I’m not talking about the fall. Level 1, Matchstick Productions, Warren Miller-everyone’s debuting their movies and all I can do is attend every showing, buy raffle tickets that never win me anything, and wait in anticipation.

tttAt the tender age of 12, my parents finally gave in and bought me a snowboard. I learned how to board at a small hill called Ski Sundown. I thought I was pretty cool when I could finally “shred” with the best of them on the mountains only black diamond trail. Thinking back, the grade of steepness at that hill was probably akin to that of my driveway.

When I made the move to Utah two years ago, I was rearing to go. Board? Check. Bindings? Check. Boots? Check. Snow? Holy ShitCheck. My first winter out here was referred to by some locals Ias the best they had seen in twenty years. Needless to say what I began as a new “trial location” soon became my permanent home.

yyLast New Years I woke up slightly hung over. Okay, Drunk. I decided to roll out of bed reeking of booze and go goof off on the mountain. I noted it was pretty late, but when the mountains are so close you can never justify missing an opportunity to go. Somewhere between leaving my oh so savvy downtown apartment that overlooked the beautiful Pioneer Park and heading up the canyon, I had made a strange decision. I decided to rent a pair of skis, head up to Alta, and see what the fuss was all about. As a totally content snowboarder this may sound a little odd, and I don’t really have much of an explanation for you. Deal with it.

tt“This is weird”. That’s all I could think to myself as I grabbed onto the rope tow and took my place between two children who looked like they were about four years old. I kept skiing that pathetic bunny hill until they shut that rope tow down. I went back the next day and tackled the chairlift for the first time. “I’m just trying something new,” I thought. “I’ll snowboard tomorrow”.

Well you know what?

I never put my snowboard back on. The End. And also, a new beginning. (Cheesy)


Cutest Dog Competition
October 5, 2009, 4:03 pm
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Love a Local Business
October 1, 2009, 4:04 pm
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Unless you’ve got millionaire friends, a small business often equals a small budget. You have to learn how to do a lot with a little. I’d like to share something I found that I thought was pretty cool. It’s called the Love a Local Business Sweepstakes and is sponsored by Intuit. All you have to do is enter your favorite local business and it will get entered into a drawing for a 1,000 growth grant.

Since I moved to Utah, I’ve worked for three separate places which all happened to be unique local businesses. First I worked at Big City Soup. This was in my “I don’t want a real job phase”. It suited me perfectly for the time; I lived right down the street, the hours were pleasing, and I had all the free soup a girl who desire. Next I worked at Ore, a business owned by a husband and wife team who made sustainable handmade containers and other landscape elements. Now I have been at LearningZen for almost four months. In my particular project that I work on, we have a great mission with very limited resources. You would think everyone would jump on the free education bandwagon but you’ve got to get the word out in order for people to know about you. You can utilize all the networking and internet marketing in the world but what it comes down to is this: getting the word out is expensive. I can’t even believe how much money legitimate advertising costs!

Anyways, here’s the bottom line. Go to the site, and nominate your favorite local business. They need your support!

Swine Time
September 29, 2009, 10:00 pm
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image-4-for-swine-flu-masks-gallery-997776666I’ve been hearing a lot of scary things about the Swine Flu lately. I’m pretty sure that a.) It’s going to be okay or b.) Were all going to die. If I fall victim to Swine and you look back and read this thinking about how foreboding it was that I wrote this entry, consider this me speaking “beyond the grave”, also know that I will haunt you forever and make it my after-life mission to scare the bejesus out of you every night of your life. So get some good sleep in now. I’m sure I’ve properly pimped myself on my blog enough, but it’s mine so be reminded  can do what I want. I made a free course on the Swine Flu. It even got a stellar shout out on the Brandon Hall Research Blog. A few of my cohorts took it, after my urging. The last thing I need at work is people’s coughs and snots giving me the Swine Flu.

Next week one of my favorite coworkers, Doug (or Dough as I professionally addressed him in the e-mail for the first time) is headed to the 2009 SHRM Conference in Virginia Beach to introduce LearningZen to the HR community. I wish I could be there by his side. Mostly so we could postmortem it over a bonfire with a six-pack of Blue Moons. Godspeed Dough, knock em dead! (Since you’re going to be around a bunch of strangers, you should probably rock the mask featured above…you know, for health & safety purposes).

Slowly but surely, my inner geek is basically oozing out of my ears. While most people judge me a nerd by my glasses,  love for reading, and occasionally using large words when they really aren’t necessary; they don’t know the half of it. When I was younger, I used to play a medieval role playing game called Gemstone. My sister and I were devastated when they began charging 14.95 a month to play. Since this was before the era of twelve year olds having credit cards we were at a loss. We commemorated our characters by making dolls of them, that I think are still collected dust somewhere in my basement. Believe it or not, it is still around and they offer a free 30 day trial. I am tempted to sign up, but I’m worried it will only make me actually want to purchase the monthly deal.

Dancing Queen
September 21, 2009, 11:05 pm
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There are certain glorious things that truly resonate in one’s heart. A simple something that could take any Monday, and immediately flip it into a “fun day”. As my co-worker sat in his office with the light’s off as “Desperado” played with candles flickering (the latter may or may not be true), I was reminded of the episode of Seinfeld where Elaine dates a man who gets hypnotized every time he hears the song “Desperado”. When asked if could be their song he replies “No, it’s mine” and tells her to find her own. She chooses “Witchy Woman” by the Eagles, in case you were wondering.

In regaling about our favorite Seinfeld-esque moments, this unnamed coworker admitted that he found Elaine oddly attractive when she danced. If you need a Seinfeld refresher, please refer to the video below:

danceThis is actually a great representation of what I look like when I’m dancing. The fact that I took dance classes for 11 years is actually incredibly decieving. They always stuck me on the end for recitals because I was so “tall”. Thinking back that was their nice way of hoping I blended into the curtains enough for people in the audience not to notice me. I’m 5’8 sans heels and about 75% of my body is constituted of my legs. This leaves a lot of room for awkwardness. I imagine watching me dance was kind of like putting a giraffe in an ice skating rink and watching it flail around. I apologize to everyone who came to see their amazing daughter dance and was too distracted by my magnificent train wreck to actually watch their own kid.

One year I decided to get my pictures taken by the “professional” photographer (aka, a thirty something man who most likely lived in his mother’s basement and had a creepy moustache) who came to the recitals. All the cool girls in my class were doing it. Lesson Learned: DON’T DO SOMETHING BECAUSE PEOPLE COOLER THAN YOU ARE DOING IT. As I changed from one terrible, uncoordinated pose to the next I knew immortalizing these images would only haunt me later. I don’t even know how to explain these pictures, or begin to justify while I still have them around. A.) Nobody let me know I apparently looked like Skeletor in High School, and B.) What an embarrasing fist pump. I’d like to think it was a triumphiant “Ole!” I and I was channeling Jennifer Lopez (as I was dancing to one of her songs, if you can call them that) but I’m pretty sure if a Black Panther saw a picture of this somewhere, they’d probably be offended.

Thrown for a loop
September 17, 2009, 10:19 pm
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I like to believe that every imperfection that exists in my life is a direct result of genetics. One of the greatest fails that genetics has bestowed upon me besides acne and the slight chance I may develop female pattern baldness, is what my sister and I call the “Sapula sense of direction.”

intentI called upon my largest critic, to sum up her thoughts on the matter and she had this to say: “The thing that shocks me is that you really have no idea where you’re going. It doesn’t matter whether you’re walking or driving. The best thing is if I didn’t say anything, you would just keep going! One of these days im just going to let you go for it and see where we end up.”

Being that I am directionally challenged, I won’t lie and say I wasn’t a little apprehensive about taking my friends down to Moab and being the leader of the pack. We arrived late Monday afternoon, and our plan was to immediately drive into Arches National Park and do a scenic and seven-miler called the “Devil’s Garden Loop” before dusk settled. The picture above shows our intended route. Pretty simple right? Looking at it one would think: What could possibly go wrong?

I’ll tell you what could possibly go wrong: Me as the ring-leader. It’s like the blind leading the blind. At first I thought we were on the right whoopstrail, but somehow had started the loop backwards (as I’ve done the loop before). Two hours of hiking later we came to a sign that denoted “End of Trail”. Befuddled, we opted to simply head back in the same direction we had come from. We ended up at the Double O Arch. I was relieved to see people for the first time in hours, and a landmark I was somewhat familiar with. As there were several paths stemming from the arch we asked two women the quickest route back to the trailhead and headed on our merry way. This is where all hell broke loose. When the two women we spoke to pointed us upward my gut instinct was, “They don’t know what they’re talking about.” However, there were visible rock stacks; so we took their advice. We were led to a fairly open area situated between two large rock formations which formed somewhat of a canyon. At first nothing seemed awry until further exploration revealed trail end markers on one end, along with various rock stacks that led nowhere. This is represented in blue in the picture. We probably spent less than an hour navigating our way out, but with the impending sunset it seemed much longer. We were able to hike back to the Double O Arch, find the correct path (my intuition with those women had been right) and successfully make it out alive.

Now that may sound dramatic, but while Courtney and Jaime played it cool I was thinking about how we would survive the desert night and who would get eaten by a moutain lion first.  I’m not sure what the exact moral of this story is, but in any event; don’t trust me to lead you anywhere. I will (and this is a promise) get you lost and you will most likely be eaten by something. The end.

Shine a Light
September 11, 2009, 4:41 pm
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We need 20 (well, the more the merrier really) more votes to even be considered for the next round of the Shine a Light contest. It’s awards a small business with a nice little chunk of money to be used in grant and marketing support. Help a sister out and vote for LearningZen!

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