Before we get to the main action of this post, I wanted to note Jen’s new dinner the other night. She tried Shiska-Me’s (Bob) on the BBQ. We weren’t entirely sure whether or not they were done because its hard to tell with pork, but they sure did look (and taste) pretty darn good. Also later that night, Coda and Lola chilled while I played video games.
On a sadder tone, it seems Coda is going to need the surgery on his ACL.Doggone It Rockies
Rocky Mountain Hi
Yes I meant to put ‘hi’ in the title. Its a play on words. So after our short-lived hiking adventure (Jen is lucky if that was 1/10th of a mile,) we headed on the nice little road trip home, but decided to make a stop at Red Rocks. The pictures aren’t the greatest because of the low light. We’ll get some better ones next time we go.
Red Rocks is a national park, and an amazing amphitheater built in a natural wonder of an environment. It was so cool looking, and now Jen and I can’t WAIT to go to a concert there. Dave Matthews performs there almost every year, and now I have to see him there.
After experiencing an entertainment environment like that, you have to think that artists aren’t entirely thrilled when they have to play in boring locations like Darien Lake. Not that I haven’t liked the shows that I attended there… but a show at Red Rocks has to be a treat all of its own.
I definitely enjoyed the trip to the mountains… and can’t wait to go again. Perhaps next time we won’t start on a hike that’s quite that steep. While Jen did her fair share of huffing and puffing, I certainly was no Lance Armstrong… secretly glad when she asked to take a break every 20 feet.
We definitely want to get in shape doing outdoorsy things around here, but we’re going to have to work up to some of these things, especially when we’re not used to the thin air (I’m sure that’s the problem.)
I wasn’t born to hike
Bob decided to plan our first little adventure in Colorado today.
We went to O’Fallon park somewhere in the mountains, only 30 minutes from where we live, and took Coda with us.
Bob didn’t warn me that hiking would be involved, but it seemed like it could be fun, so we started hiking up a dirt trail. There were 3 problems here: 1. We are way out of shape. 2. The altitude makes it even harder to catch your breath. 3. My thermos was filled with lemonade (not water) because I didn’t think we would be hiking, thus, I had to spit a lot. Attractive, I know. We reached the top of the “hill” a short time later- Bob had the help of Coda pulling him up. There was purple heather all around (heather is a type of flower for you non-green thumb people) and since the sun was getting ready to set, there was a nice golden colour on the mountains.
We started the descent back down, and I was feeling very accomplished and thought we had hiked uphill for at least half a mile. Bob laughed at me and thinks it was more like 1/4 mile, but according to “Jen’s Encyclopedia for Non-Hikers”, I deem any distance uphill to be double the actual distance. Thus, we hiked 1/2 mile. Go ahead and laugh all you people in flat, upstate NY… but the altitude here really does a number on people that aren’t used to it so any sort of exertion is a big deal. Bob enjoyed it so much he wants to join a hikers group for beginners here. I’ll give it a few more tries and see how it goes. I don’t mind “being one with nature” and all, but can’t I do it sitting on a dock with a fishing pole in one hand and a wine cooler in the other?
It’s your fault if I get worms (Urine the Money)
Today was Bob’s first day of work at the new job. First days are always the worst with trying to fit in and learning all sorts of new things. While Bob was hard at work, I worked hard, too… at shopping. In case you don’t know me that well, I LOVE to grocery shop. I will go up and down every aisle for fun. Since we have a brand new place and an empty fridge, I had a lot to stock up on. I also found an organic farm market down the street with fresh produce, and it is all really inexpensive. I got a whole seedless watermelon for $1.97 and it is delicious! I have a feeling that will be one of my new favourite places to get produce since we go through so much of it.
Our landlord is super duper nice. Our carpet smells like dog pee from the previous tenant, despite the carpets being shampooed and deodorized twice. I have had the windows open all day when I am home, and it is still stinky. Thank goodness for air freshners to help cover-up the smell. The landlord has made arrangements to get new carpeting put down next week so we don’t have to deal with the smell. She even offered to help move our furniture and pay someone to put it back, and lowered our rent a little for next month for the inconvenience. It is so nice to have an attentive landlord!
I met our new neighbour, Lauren today. She is about my and Bob’s age. She saw me outside walking Coda and came right up and introduced herself and offered me some home-made banana bread. You don’t see that much anymore with nice neighbours bringing you fresh baked goods!
Bob fired up the BBQ tonight and grilled some chicken while I steamed fresh broccoli and corn on the cob. mmmm. Bob claimed that if the corn was bad, it was my fault if he got worms. It was the most romantic sentence ever uttered over dinner together.
Tomorrow our friends Jen and Josh come to visit for about 2 days. We’re looking forward to our first visitors, despite our condo still being somewhat messy!
By the way, here is the map of our new place. The green house is us, and the dollar sign is Bob’s work.
We made it!
Most of our drive yesterday was through Kansas. I have no idea why Dorothy wanted to go home so badly. The largest town we drove through had a population of about 500. We saw wheat fields, silos, cows, and the occasional farmhouse. The most eventful things that happened to us were when Bob hit a bird, and when a piece of tumbleweed rolled into my car while driving. We had walkie-talkies the entire time and would flip through radio stations and tell each other if a good song was on another channel. I told Bob to turn to 101.1 which had “Livin’ La Vida Loca” by Ricky Martin. He wasn’t thrilled with that.
Jen catching some Z’s, but no flies.
It must have been a long 3 days of driving, because at one point I told Bob I was going to “pack un-boxes”.
We got into Colorado around 7 pm, and Bob had to drive to the airport right away to get his friend Doug. Doug flew in from Seattle to help us unload the truck and unpack. Thank goodness for Doug because I am a wimp and would have been little help unloading big pieces of furniture.
Today was spent unloading things from the truck and finding their proper place in our condo. I volunteered myself to go to Target to get more cleaning supplies. It is still a mess and there is a lot to do!

















