In case you’re wondering…here’s what Andrea and I missed Monday.
But Tori (Andrea’s super cute daughter) and the friend she grabbed at the last minute totally went and had an amazing time. Tori is my fill in whenever I can’t go somewhere. Like Peru. Or Hillary Clinton book signings.
Tori is living my life.
It is not fair.
I’ll get over it because I love her.
See? Hard not to love her.
Doug Jones defeats Roy Moore.
Can we just scream in JOY over how proud we are of the black community of Alabama -specifically the black women of Alabama- for stepping out and voting?
As you can see…white women did not step up.
I’m going to tell you I don’t usually donate to political campaigns but I threw a little $15 at this one because I figured every dollar counts.
Some days I want to hide in embarrassment lest someone think I might also be one of the stereotypes out there. And then I go and walk into a Christian church, my gosh. I am THE stereotype. My age, I’m white, middle class, Christian. I mean stamp “Trump supporter” and “make America great again” on my forehead and no one would be surprised except then I’d have to have you killed just for even considering that I would do that. Don’t even think that.
SOME of us do not fit the stereotype. Some of us, though not college graduates (give me time) are still educated. We are kind and we care about our world around us. It’s disheartening to know there are so many people in my demographic that think different and it has a direct impact on critical moving parts in our society. Our community, the environment, the financial stability of the country just to name a few.
Tonight’s victory was well deserved, well earned and we needed it. We’re all tired. We were all getting so beaten down I’m not sure how many were willing to take to the streets time and again only to be proven the terrible were stronger. We needed this and it felt really good.
I promised you happy information and here it is. We went hiking.
I went hiking on Saturday with the amazing and beautiful Miss Michelle. My hiking partner of the world. What will I do if she ever stops hiking with me? What will I do when her boys get big enough to take over for me? I will cry.
So we started at the NCAR which is the National Center for Atmospheric Research which sounds AMAZING but really was just the greatest parking lot for a trailhead because if you know Boulder you know the parking lots have like…9 spaces to 57 people that want to hike there.
So we parked and started on the Mesa trail, which was fine, just a trail. It was pretty in that -hello I’m gorgeous but I know it so whatever- way but then we veered off onto Fern Canyon because it’s my name and hello we HAD to do that.
Now, full disclosure, once I saw the beginning of it, I did hesitate. I was all for it but I was a little worried about what I signed Michelle up for because I will freakin’ do anything and she’s like…look…I have to go home eventually. And I just wanted a little hike. I didn’t sign up for Everest or anything.
But she said, “no. You wanted Fern Canyon because ‘It’s your name’ so we’re doing it”. You have to make sure and put a little bit of a mean girl twist on that when you say it. The little brat. Ugh. I do love her. And I laughed pretty hard when she said it.
Well, that trail turned out to be incredible. It was a hike in the truest sense of the word but incredible for sure. And it was stairs of rocks. It seemed like it was all stairs. It was so great! And beautiful…my gosh it was beautiful. I lost count of how many times I stopped to say “this may be one of my all time favorite trails ever”.
The caveat being…we had only a vague idea of where we were or how long the trail was or what it was like..if there was an end. If there wasn’t. It was wicked difficult. Fern Canyon leads to Bear Peak.
We did not make it to Bear Peak because it because it was wicked windy and I’m not kidding. Hard core wind and serious cold. We said…you know, not so much. So we came back. But I’m totally ready to do it again because it was the best time.
“Fern Canyon (1.2 mi; 2,121 ft.) starts at the Mesa Trail 0.8 mi. south of the junction of the NCAR Trail. Climbs gently southward, then turns west to begin an unrelenting 1,700 ft. climb to end at the summit of Bear Peak, elevation 8,461 ft.”
I loved it.
Michelle and I looked hard at the map this morning and we came so close to the summit we need to go back. With nourishment. We were tired. But looking back and where were were…it’s worth the hike. Look how pretty!
I am almost better. Each day I get a little better. Still not hungry. Still have a low grade fever. And I still feel pretty damn tired but I’m up and working.
I may…I MAY consider walking the dog today but I am not running anywhere. Maybe tomorrow. I am yawning as I type this.