Impromtu surfing leads to...

...being extremely cold and slightly disappointed in my newly attained surfer girl abilities. Yes folks, we should have listed to the surf report when it said it was NOT going to be good.  Yet, we preservered into the stormy waters of Westport, Washington.

The boys picked me up (after being trapped in my apt for 3 days with no human contact, who was I to turn down a free trip??) and we set forth on our trip!

One of my goals is to start putting together surf videos for a blog.  In reaching that goal, I'm practicing with the camera (iPhone for the time being-high class I know) out of the water for now.  So here's a look-see at our pre-surf adventure/check up on my video editing skills!

Unfortunately the surf just wasn't great enough for any action shots/ I was too much of a pansy once I was out of the water to go take more photos.  To warm me up after surfing the frigid waters , there was only one thing I desired- a donut. Look at that happy face.

Cabin Fever.

While perusing the facespace today, there was one word more ubiquitous than all others.  Cabin fever.  It's everywhere. It had been 3 days since I'd seen another person until about an hour ago when I rushed outside with sheer pathetic (my dad's words) desperation (Pa said this too) to talk to a lady walking her dog.  The dry air has led me to bust out some old home remedy my mom taught me of boiling hot water on the stove.  I spruced it up with some vanilla mint herbs.  I sense my mood lifting already.

In other news, this snow-licious condition has let me to abstain from neglecting my fitness.  In the past 72 hours at home, I've spent a collective 5 hours studying! I've procrastinated my study of A&P by using my poor lonely treadmill (which has been folded up for about 2 months now).  Good things are resulting from this inclement weather!  I hate to say it but this entire post is just another means of procrastination as my book is laying open in front of me, yet my computer screen does not show my notes in front of me. Weird right?

What's going to get me through this week as a recluse? Tim and I have a surf  day trip planned for next weekend.  I'm secretly hoping for snow on the beach. Let's hope for some sweet waves and action for me to post! For now...I'm back to posing as a scholar.

Take One

Yes. This post is mainly a video slide show. But there are a couple reasons I am doing it.

I want to share one of (there are many) my absolute favorite memories of 2011 as well as prepare you for what I hope I will be posting much more on this year. 

 Tim taught me to surf in September of 2010..it's something I've wanted to learn ever since I can remember (growing up in Montana did not make that dream easily attainable).  My first time catching a wave was a feeling I will never forget.  Imagine joining with such an incredible force of nature as the ocean to fructify an amazing feeling that no drug will ever come close to creating. Memorial day weekend of 2011 was when I got to share my new passion with my closest girl friends and that meant the world to me.

Hopefuly, in this new year, I will have actual surf videos to share (my fancy phone shall make that a possibility).

Photography: D'Everaux Photography

*Note: Though I wish I could say it was me, the shots with the amazing surfing are of Tim's friend Eric :)

Slacker

If you look at it from a resolutionist's point of view, I didn't exactly get off on the right foot this New Years.
A) I had intended on posting regularly as a resulution.
and B) For New Years, Tim and I had a New Years Day surf trip planned.

Despite the lack of alcoholic consumption on New Years Eve, that surf trip did not happen. Not our fault. We can't control the ocean and nobody wants to lay on a board in FLAT water in 35 degree weather.

Back to New Years. We were total loners and we absolutely loved it. We started the night off with a Mexican feast...which involved quesadillas and tacos (how authentic!).

Tim and I love cooking together. I honestly have never really liked cooking until I did it with him (gag you now, right?) But honestly, it's a cheap fun way to spend time together and really teaches you a lot about the other person.

Like not to leave your girlfriend alone with the refried beans.

We took our feast to the carpet and set up a nice picnic on the ground on top of a blanket Tim made me for our one year. Movie of choice? Fools Rush In. *Fun fact- this is the name of 'our song'. Tim played if for me the first time he took me surfing :)

The night ended by us clambering to the top of the hill I live on and watching the fireworks at the Space Needle with, what seemed like, the entire city. Maybe it's just me, but I think this photo has kind of an apocolyptic feel to it. *Very fitting since we are in our last year on earth right??

*Sarcasm my friends ;)