My sister was the brains behind this concoction. She added a bunch of fruit to glasses of champagne and let them sit for the day. By the evening the champagne has a wonderful fruit flavor and the fruit is delicious too.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Clouds over the bay
This picture was taken during our snow day this year. I really liked the distinction that showed up in town. I also love the dark clouds in the background.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Big whoops
I just wrote this essay for a scholarship, but when I went to submit it was informed that they can only be 150 words long. Needless to say, this does not work in 150 words. It can have a nice second life as a blog post instead.
Describe a personal accomplishment and the strength and skills you used to achieve it.
My favorite sport in gym class was ping pong. I would get winded walking up the driveway to check the mail. I was not one of the athletic people. I didn’t know what I was missing.
When I stated walking the one mile to class each day in college it was actually because I was lazy. I hated finding parking on campus, most parking spaces were a walk from my classes anyway, and biking was too much work. I wasn’t prepared to actually LIKE it, but within that first year I was taking longer and longer detours on my way home just for the experience of walking through new areas. I started finding places to drive to and go walking, and soon discovered how much I liked hiking.
My first job after college was as a biological field assistant. I had a remote field site that I would walk out to and back from each day. By this time I was enjoying all the walking, but I did not enjoy hills. There was a steep hill the end of my walk each day, right before I made it back to my truck. I hated that hill. My thighs would burn walking up that hill. I would have to take two or three rest breaks. I would start sweating. That wasn’t suppose to happen, I was good at walking! I was determined to eventually make it to the top without stopping for a rest. It was my first fitness goal ever.
Setting and achieving goals for myself became a pattern after that. I made it to the top of that hill without stopping, and then I started running it. I made a goal to be able to do 10 push-ups, and then 20. I decided if I could run up a hill, then I could run a mile. And then three miles. And then five. Each time I made a new goal, it seemed so far away, but the more impossible it seemed to me, the more determined I was to prove to myself that I could achieve it.
Tenacity and persistence became my favorite personal qualities. I began to enjoy facing each new challenge. Once I could run five miles I signed up for my first 10k race. I made goals to try new activities that required a degree of physical fitness I never possessed before. I climbed the South Sister. I went on a four day backpacking trip. I went on a three day white-water river kayaking adventure. I was volunteered for tough back-country work assignments. I started training for a marathon!
When I crossed the finish line for my first race, I had the most amazing feeling of personal accomplishment. I was no longer alone setting goals for myself. I was surrounded by hundreds of other people doing the same. I was a runner! I had achieved what I thought was truly impossible...I had become one of the athletic people.
Describe a personal accomplishment and the strength and skills you used to achieve it.
My favorite sport in gym class was ping pong. I would get winded walking up the driveway to check the mail. I was not one of the athletic people. I didn’t know what I was missing.
When I stated walking the one mile to class each day in college it was actually because I was lazy. I hated finding parking on campus, most parking spaces were a walk from my classes anyway, and biking was too much work. I wasn’t prepared to actually LIKE it, but within that first year I was taking longer and longer detours on my way home just for the experience of walking through new areas. I started finding places to drive to and go walking, and soon discovered how much I liked hiking.
My first job after college was as a biological field assistant. I had a remote field site that I would walk out to and back from each day. By this time I was enjoying all the walking, but I did not enjoy hills. There was a steep hill the end of my walk each day, right before I made it back to my truck. I hated that hill. My thighs would burn walking up that hill. I would have to take two or three rest breaks. I would start sweating. That wasn’t suppose to happen, I was good at walking! I was determined to eventually make it to the top without stopping for a rest. It was my first fitness goal ever.
Setting and achieving goals for myself became a pattern after that. I made it to the top of that hill without stopping, and then I started running it. I made a goal to be able to do 10 push-ups, and then 20. I decided if I could run up a hill, then I could run a mile. And then three miles. And then five. Each time I made a new goal, it seemed so far away, but the more impossible it seemed to me, the more determined I was to prove to myself that I could achieve it.
Tenacity and persistence became my favorite personal qualities. I began to enjoy facing each new challenge. Once I could run five miles I signed up for my first 10k race. I made goals to try new activities that required a degree of physical fitness I never possessed before. I climbed the South Sister. I went on a four day backpacking trip. I went on a three day white-water river kayaking adventure. I was volunteered for tough back-country work assignments. I started training for a marathon!
When I crossed the finish line for my first race, I had the most amazing feeling of personal accomplishment. I was no longer alone setting goals for myself. I was surrounded by hundreds of other people doing the same. I was a runner! I had achieved what I thought was truly impossible...I had become one of the athletic people.
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