Dec 312012
 

Hello strangers! I know it’s been a while since we’ve chatted. Some of you have even reached out to see where I’ve been. And while this does make me feel a bit guilty about my lack of blogging action as of late, it also makes me feel good to know that I am missed. At least I know that if I disappeared, I wouldn’t be left alone in my house to rot and have my face eaten by stray cats, until the horrific smell alerted a neighbor. So, for those of you who care, thank you! And for the rest of you, please just make sure to feed your cats and immediately report any strange smells.

The reason I haven’t been posting is not because things have been bad, but instead because they have been really good! I have spent the last two weeks in Colorado, enjoying the snow and making memories with my friends and family. I really wasn’t planning to take a vacation from blogging too, in fact, I had all kinds of things that I wanted to write about. However, I have been enjoying my time here so much that I decided to stop writing about my life for a bit and really focus on living it.

But fear not, oh loyal readers, I have not forsaken thee! 2013 will bring a fresh, reinvigorated blog to help guide you through life with humor and wisdom. (What would you do without me, right?) A good friend has selflessly volunteered to to help me create a brand-new shiny blog for all of you to enjoy, so stay tuned. Have a happy and safe New Years Eve, and I will see you in 2013,

Jul 312012
 

In my family we have a tradition.  Well, we have many traditions, one of which is drinking mimosas and calling everyone we know on Christmas morning to sing “We Wish You a Merry Christmas” and then hang up before they can respond.  Drunk Christmas crank calls rule.  So my family does have many awesome traditions but one of the them is attending the Llama Races in the small town of Fairplay, CO where my parents have a cabin.

If you have never heard of a Llama Race (and why would you) it involves a team of 4 humans dressed in ridiculous costumes and 1 llama racing on a 3 mile mountain trek up and down hills, across streams and over rocks.  In short, it is one of the most asinine things I have ever heard of, and one of the funniest things I have ever participated in.

My family and friends take it seriously.  We spend a year thinking up clever names (how many different puns on llama can one think of!) and stupid costumes.  We spend weeks making logos and bedazzling t-shirts.  Then we spend hours embarrassing ourselves in front of the citizens of Fairplay and the all the llamas of the region.  To us, it is not the fastest team who wins, but the best costumed, and we have been champions the past 2 out of 3 years.  (This year we were robbed.) Just take a look at Team Dolly Llama and tell me what team could possibly have  been better.

This year we may not have won, but we managed to have a great time.  The older I get, the more I realize the value of traditions… whatever they are.  I want my daughter to someday look back and tell her friends that every year her family raced llamas, and while this tradition may seem odd, it is her family’s tradition… and, well, her family is more than a little odd.

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