Showing posts with label boise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boise. Show all posts

Friday

#167 - breast cancer


Most of last week was dedicated to preparing for the Susan G Komen "Race For A Cure" event. The company I work for said they would sponsor any employee (and guests) that would like to participate and run under their team. With the $20 donation enrollment fee covered, our team quickly grew to over 2,000 members. We wanted to stand out from the pink crowd of athletes so we ordered lime green breast cancer shirts. I signed my mother, friend, her sister and myself up for the 5K. Preparation for the race (assembling packets for runners) took about 3+ 14 hour days of work, which are, for the most part, a blur.
My mother flew out for the event, and dressed to stand out, we headed out on our bikes early Saturday morning. We both jogged the entire time and then sprinted the last leg. I'm not a runner, so there were definitely a few times when I would have been glad to walk, but with my co-workers all around me and my boss jogging right behind me, that wasn't an option. Who would listen to a personal trainer at the corporate gym who couldn't even run a 5K! I mean... come on. My favorite part was definitely the sprint at the end. There's no feeling. No thought. No pain. It's purely a mental game. You just go. I felt untouchable and full of energy and ran the fastest I possibly could (while weaving in and out of participants).

Not too long after the race, mom and I downed the carbs and headed over to a spa for a full body massage. Definitely the perfect way to end a race. Now she's off to Ogden to run a half marathon while I am just getting back from laying in the warm grass, taking a nap under the glorious sunshine. Go mama go!

Saturday

#163 - boise pineapple


"So how long have you lived in Boise?"
"Oh not too long; I just moved here in August."
"Wow, really? Where did you move from?"
"Washington!"
"So what brought you here?"
"... ... ... ... ... "

I have had this conversation countless times since I moved to Boise, ID - and I never have a good, consistent answer.

...seemed like a cool place - close to home/school - came here for work - locked into a contract - felt right - was headed home and ran out of gas in boise, decided to stay...

I've been trying to think of a really compelling response and so far, have come up wanting. To be honest, there was a slightly ridiculous reason I decided to come here, and a few dollops of whipped cream that sealed the deal:

dollop one: The Egyptian Theater
dollop two: The Record Exchange
dollop three: The Co-Op

Each day I find a new topping that keeps me happy and keeps me going and today was no exception. Boise Bicycle Week was just announced and I am SO excited! I plan on doing as many events as I can fit in on my new ride. There is a Vintage Bike Swap that I would love to watch (will not be trading anything), the Monday Kickoff, a Twilight Ride on Mardi Gras, Bike Maintenance stations, Street Smart Cycling, Women's Road Ride, the Recumbent Rally, Pedal Power Picnic to the Park, May in Motion Event, Bicycle Block Party, and the Pedal Power Parade.

Ride on.

Friday

#155 - whuppah

There's no place like Idaho. Very much so, I live in the desert. No green pine trees, no beautiful mountains in the distance, no soft lay-able grass. There's sagebrush and ... tumbleweeds, and brown. Could just be that it's felt like winter has lasted forever and I'm ready for glorious sunshine, or it could be that I live in Idaho. It's been so windy and the weather has been very bipolar lately, I'm ready for continues rays of happy.

Today is no exception: this blew by work today. I've never seen a tumbleweed so large! Whenever I see tumbleweeds, I always think of that song I heard when I was little, "Rollin' rollin' rollin', keep them doggies rollin'. Rawhide! Whickchu!"

Sunday

#145 - bat people

It's drastic. It's bold. It's momentous. It's radical. I've moved! ...upstairs.

My studio was simply unrealistic. I was uncomfortable having my house speak for me and saying, "hello. welcome to this one semi-medium size room. Take a seat on my... bed?". I've since moved up to one of the lofts on the second floor in my building. I've now got a two-floor, well, loft. I love having increased privacy and space and it makes me feel as though I could remain in this residence for a little while longer. My body is not made to sit still though; so as a compromise and alternative to moving, I've made plans to take a trip each month this year. I'll do my best to keep you posted on such adventures.

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#139 - studio 209

My decorating and moving furniture phase seems just about over. It's not big, by any means, but it's a perfect tide-over for the next seven months. It's comfortable, smells good, and all mine! This is me: nestled and settled in...

Thursday

#133 - imagine

You can tell what having the time of my life does for my blog up-keep. Out of my usual routine, but here is a post for you! For the past 3 weeks, I have been loving life. I'm moved into my place, all set up and cozy. I really like it and the more and more I'm in it, doing my own independent thing, the more I like it. I've been enveloped in the par of Boise life: bike rides along the Green Belt (a beautifully scenic path along the Boise River), swimming in lakes, etc....

My friends here feel like they've been friends for life... This past weekend I went with said friends to a small town (Declo) where I dove down a 500 foot slip and slide, yee-hawed my voice away at a rodeo (complete with plaidish shirt and a belt buckle), and played all over mountains and boulders in City of Rocks.

IMAGINATION GAME:
If you're wondering what I'm doing out here... picture me standing alone in a large white room. Now, bing in a million people around me; smiling and hugging me. Now add a waterfall in the background. Now paint the room a happy yellow. Now add those thought bubbles above my head. Fill one with money to pay bills, fill another with a cute little space/studio of my own, fill another with a heart, fill another with a happy face. Now picture a phone in my hand talking to my loving, supportive family. That is Boise me...

Monday

#131 - friends to speak of

When I arrived in Boise a week ago friday, I didn't know anyone, had no friends and no connections. I went to church my first sunday to the wrong ward, so I didn't meet anyone that sunday either. Enter stage left: Monday.

Monday was my first FHE in my new ward. I began by calling the FHE co-chairs to get some information and I ended up talking with one (Toby) for a while on the phone as he got to know me and I got to know the ward through him. I drove to the activity with the other co-chair (Kim) so that I wouldn't get lost. When I arrived, I was perfectly whelmed by new friends asking me lots of questions and eager to get to know me. Every single person I talked to (and I talked to every single person) was pleasantly nice, including, loving, and excited to be my friend. They all remembered my name and wanted me to feel a part of the ward (which I did! In every sense of the word). We went floating down the Boise river and had smores at the park afterwards. I was invited back to a new friend's house to hang out and watch a movie. The most fun I've ever had as my first night in a new town. I was out that night till 2 AM and loved every minute. What was that I said about not having friends? I can't recall....

All the rest of last week was equally as glorious:
dates - out to breakfast - a dance - institute - late nights at ihop - never in before 2 AM - pool party - lunch with friends - the zoo - playing with family - staying up talking with friends.

My landlady even commented how I'm gone all day and only stop in for 5 minutes at a time before I'm off with someone else."I thought you didn't know anyone? How does someone make friends that fast..." And right when a friend came over for a bike ride, my landlady drove past in the parking lot, smiled and said, "Stop pretending to have so many friends!"

Did I mention I'm so glad I moved to Boise and how much I love it here? Because I am and I do.

Tuesday

#129 - A.A.

I'm sitting outside right now at one of those internet cafes. It's about 95 degrees today and bake-able hott. There are two guys sitting next to me who I find rather entertaining. During breaks from finding jobs and organizing my resume... I listen in:


Hair: "So I went down to Jerry's yesterday and didn't drink"
Shades: "Yea I've been sober for 4 months now"
Hair: "It feels so good.... It's like, have I been doing something wrong before? It's a crazy feeling"
Shades: "Yea, It's nice just relaxing and and not having a pounding headache. It's just, quiet, you know when you're not hung over."
Hair: "It's great for work too. They ask you question after question and you gotta be able to think clearly. Focused. It's so much easier sober."
Shades: "My job requres me to wake up and be there at 9 am. Not drinking the night before... it's so much easier to function. Makes you not want to go back."
Hair: "It's so weird..."

Back to my job search and intermittent book reading. Glorious sunshine.

Monday

#128 - Enlow knows

Staring up at the sky, black as night.
The pinholes let the light in one at a time.

And I wonder why I'm leaving this place; everyone I know and love behind.
Everyone has to make it on their own, wondering if I can make it on my own.
Here on out, where ever I go, I will call my home.

With the sound out of sight, I climbed the hills and and the could of mist of water from the moat behind me waves goodbye.
I clear the crest, the rain turns into sunlight and I wonder why life is so allegorical.
Everyone has to make it on their own; wonder if I can make it on my own.
Here on out, where ever I go I will call my home.

We were so young and we didn't know what to want.
Now that I'm grown, I still don't know what to want, but I know I don't want to want anymore.

Stared up at the sky black as night,
The pinholes let the light through one at a time
I wonder why I've left my home, only to find my home.

Everyone has to make it on their own. Wonder if I can make it on my own.
Here on out, where ever I go, I will call my home.

I will call my home. Gonna make it on my own.


Sunday

#127 - keep on keepin' on

Last Friday morning was officially my last day as a student and a resident of Rexburg. I left my binders behind and took off for Boise.

Graduation was a blast! My friends and family came, supporting me and taking loads of pictures so I could remember forever the day I officially am allowed to sign my name: Vanessa Park, B.S. (do people do that?). I attended an alumni dinner where I stood and was welcomed to the society that is badgered for money. Off to Commencement where I felt the camaraderie of hundreds of other graduates that are a little freaked out about their future plans. One more stop, at Convocation where I received an empty diploma case... they're double checking that I passed all my classes this last semester. It was loads of fun, as I'm sure you can tell from the pictures.

Loading up the car was a feat in itself, even with two cars - it looked nearly impossible. Snugly, we drove the 4 and a half hours and filled my tiny new apartment with bits of me to make it feel more... mine. Besides holding back tears when we first started moving in, I felt pretty good. I'm just not at all ready to live alone, be an adult, and be independent. I still want the love and company of friends and family, but sadly... they will all be gone tomorrow morning. Then the real adventure begins. Still searching for a job, but I feel good about the life I've imagined for myself here. Wish me luck and please send me adult thoughts and vibes.

Thursday

#95 - fifteen lies

-I'm not afraid of moving to Boise
-When given the choice of any other beverage and tea, I choose tea
-My spaghetti tastes just like Mom's
-I'm working on being less bitter and cynical
-I can picture myself happily married and successful
-I'm counting down the days 'till graduation
-I haven't cried once this semester
-One day I will see the Beatles live in concert, and faint profusely
-I can eat whatever I want and won't gain weight
-I can get a guy I like to ask me out with out being blatantly obvious
-Pie and cookies are good for you
-I workout at the gym for 1 hour every single day
-I'm over it
-Something amazing and magical will happen to me this semester
-I never lie

#92 - option b and c

I wanted the studio first because it was the cheapest, but if one isn't available, I'm on the waiting list for these two as well. I loved them all so I'd be happy with any option. Even their most expensive place was cheaper than anywhere else I saw.

The LOFT - same as the studio, but the bed is on the second level.








The ONE BEDROOM FLAT


Wednesday

#91 - mission accomplished

So my Memorial Day weekend trip to Boise was extremely productive! I found an apartment - application filled and deposit put down. I love it best out of all the ones I looked at and it's the most reasonably priced.

On the job front, I think I'll be able to secure a position in the Health and Wellness department at the YMCA. I'll be taking a few more weekend trips to Boise to do some job shadowing and final interviews. The title I'm looking for is Wellness Program Director.


It's all coming together and it's making me very happy! I even know my way around downtown now, after walking around in it all day every day this weekend. Someone asked me for directions and I knew exactly where they needed to go. I love that feeling!

Also, found where all the good resturants are, made friends with the record store people, and went to a rad concert. I had so much fun staying with my cousins and spending time with them! I'm excited to live closer to them and to be able to see family more often!

Hooray!!









I drew this =)

Monday

#90 - she fell in love with the bass player

This band is seriously climbing the charts on my list. They were phenomenal live! My cousin Annie and I headed to the Nerolux tonight to see Cut Off Your Hands. Having been only introduced to them recently and loving them; I was pretty stoked. We got there when the "doors opened" at 7:30... nothing nothing... 7:45... there were maybe 5 other people at the bar but no sign of a show. We walked around and got some ice cream while we waited for something to happen. Around 8:00 we headed back and from the street I recognized Cut Off. "Oh no! They've already started!" We rushed inside to still see no more than five people in the venue and to find out they were only doing sound check. 8:30... 9:00. A little after 9, they finally got up and were WELL worth the wait. All their songs were so fun and sounded so good live! The lead singer was extremely entertaining to watch; bouncing all around. The drummer was energetic as well and had some great solos. The guitarist was always on and had good vocals as well. I COULD NOT TAKE MY EYES OFF THE BASS PLAYER. Despite being the cutest thing I have ever seen, he played well (moving all around too), and was a great back-up vocal.

Because there were only a few other people at the concert, we were able to stand alone up close. I was directly below the bass player and we kept locking eyes. You think I'm exaggerating, but he was staring at me! Then he would smile big and adorable-like and I melted every time. I felt twelve years old... a big swoony grin on my face and unable to look away. I've never had anyone in a band look at me so much. It was magical, to say the least. After they played, we went up to him and told them how great they were. He was SO nice! Very appreciative and said how they don't have 'fans' just 'friends' and introduced himself (Philip) and started to get to know us. Most of the time I was just thinking "you look pretty..." "you sound pretty" (they are from New Zeland)... "I like you".... "look at me more". Usually I'm pretty good at talking to boys; I don't get nervous, but I guess when the hot bass player from a sweet band wants to get to know me, I fumble over myself like a swoony little girl. He asked if we were going to stay after the show and said he wanted to buy us a drink. We left just after the show, but not after saying my goodbyes and my, i'll miss you's and his it was wonderful to meet you's. Parting is such sweet sorrow, beautiful-new-zeland-bass-player-phil.

If they are coming to you - go to them!

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