Wednesday, May 15, 2013

The Grand Canyon...Crossing something else off the list

Last week I went to the Grand Canyon. Nothing I say will really matter. For now here are a few pictures my friend took...

Desert Watchtower View - A beautiful (and cold) night.
I love they layers of cliff and canyon.
Dangling my feet off the edge...


My camera ran out of batteries, so I took a few pictures with my iPhone. At first, I was really upset about this fact. I had looked forward to going and taking pictures. But what can you do? Nothing. My camera only takes a special battery, and I'd have to drive to Flag to get another one (over an hour away). I took this as a sign from the universe, and instead of trying to capture the Grand Canyon inside of my viewfinder, I simply experienced it, instead. It was really great.

We didn't go down to the Colorado River. You will need to plan your trip in advance if you want to camp or stay in the lodge down at the bottom. So we took a few day hikes and we also rented bikes and rode along the rim. So...even though I have crossed this off my current 101 in 1,001 list, I have something to add to a future list - hike rim to rim. Or similar. That's the goal...

The Grand Canyon is astounding. They say that a picture is worth a thousand words, but in the Grand Canyon, there are a billion words...how do you express that? Just go.

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Desert Solitaire Review

So...later this year, I'll be taking a trip to the Grand Canyon. I've been there once, but it was a trip that I'm not particularly proud of. We went, as a family, while driving down from Utah. None of us had ever been to the Grand Canyon, and we hated the fact that we lived in AZ and hadn't been. So, we kind of made a "pit stop" at the Grand Canyon.

We stayed there for a few hours. The girls were 6 and 7. It was November (obviously we went to the South Rim). And I was pregnant (like 5 or 6 months pregnant). We just drove to the main sites, and got out for a bit. We didn't walk. We didn't hike. We didn't smell, taste, or touch the desert. We saw it. And, in a way, I don't think that we really did see it. I can't say that we experienced the Grand Canyon with even a single sense.

I've always wanted to go back.

My friend and I decided to do a trip there, and in part of preparing for it, I decided I'd re-read Desert Solitaire, by Edward Abbey.

Read This Book


I originally read Desert Solitaire for a class at Weber State University. I loved the book. Admittedly, not everyone in my class loved it or even liked it. But I thought it was pretty much brilliant.

I'm not the best at giving reviews. Mostly because I find the process tedious. But I will list a few reasons why I love the book. I may even give a quote or two.

One - This book is real. Now, I'm not suggesting that it is the true diary of Edward Abbey. I know that he did work as a park ranger for several years in the fifties/sixties. I know that he kept extensive diaries. I also know that this book was carefully crafted based on those experiences, and may not have happened exactly as he describes. I find that to be helpful. I don't think that we learn very much from singular experiences, but more often, it is the cumulative experience that teaches us. We learn over time, a little bit here and there. But you can't write that in a book. Not necessarily. When you're writing a book, you need to get to the point...

Because of this, I think that many people may discredit (or even over-credit) Abbey. Maybe they think he is a pompous liar. Maybe they think he was some genius that had all of these experiences in one single season. I doubt it happened either way.

Yet I said earlier that what I love about this book is that it is real. By real, I don't mean factual on a factual time-line. I mean factual to the nature and condition of humankind - especially with his/her relationship with Nature.

Abbey is a three-dimensional character in his book. He believes in conservation, yet he kills a rabbit for no good reason. He weeps and cries when he is stuck in Havasupai- he believes he's trapped and will die; yet when a tourist actually does die in the desert near Moab, he says that the man had a "rare stroke of luck." He is an anarchist, that's for sure...which seems to be a pretty consistent theme here.

In some ways, I suppose the reader could hate the Edward Abbey character. He comes off as arrogant and pig-headed. He comes off as a hypocrite.

I could be wrong, but I think that's the point. Who, really, can always do what they say and they believe? Abbey, the character, is a real human. He's trying to survive this modern world. He's trying to love the natural world. He's trying to find purpose, peace, and pretty much whatever else we're trying to find.

At times this seems to be a serious quest. Then, there are times, when Abbey laughs at himself--his own philosophies and ideas. Or, even if he doesn't laugh at himself, he tries to get us to laugh at him when we see how full of crap he is.

For this reason, I think that the book is perfect. It is real...We are paradoxes...

Two - The Desert - I love how Abbey uses the desert in this book. I'll refer to the desert as "she" because I believe that she is a she. (Does Abbey say this in the book? I can't remember or say for sure).

So...when I read this book in college, I had a question, "Where is the woman in this book?" Sure, I know that Abbey is married, so his wife is off in New Jersey or wherever he is from. That isn't satisfying. Where is the woman? Why is there no woman? Even in other masculine stories (East of Eden, for example), there are women: usually mothers and whores. But no woman, no mothers, no whores in Desert Solitaire. What gives.

Of course, as soon as I asked the question, I began to read, and it was so obvious...there is a woman in this book. And she is the most beautiful, hostile, loving, cold, merciful, and indifferent woman ever. She is the desert. This book isn't just a memoir or nature book. It's a romance! (Unrequited love, to be sure.)

I love how Abbey describes the desert. Many of his descriptions could be interpreted very literally. Others are the way that the desert makes you feel. It is just beautiful. I live in the desert. Having grown up in PA, it is completely different than my experience as a youth. When I moved to the west, my mom said, "You're moving on to browner pastures." Which was true. But give me brown pastures! Give me rocks, rattlesnakes, and red dirt. Now...don't get me wrong. I love the forest, too. Pennsylvania is the most beautiful place on earth. So is Utah. And Arkansas. And Arizona. But right now, I'm in the desert, and I really like all of it. So...what I'm saying is, I like how Abbey describes the desert.

Three - It's funny and entertaining - Some nature books are really dry and precise. Some are a little too flowery and pretty. Some are a little too granola-y. Many nature books have no sense of humor in their pages. And I guess that's fine. But I love that this book is very funny at times. It makes for an interesting read.

So...that's what I have to say about the book. Have you read Desert Solitaire? Did you love it? Hate it? Why?

I was going to write my favorite quotes here, but don't feel like doing it. So, do yourself a favor and read the book. This is the kind of book I wish I could have a discussion about. Maybe I'll suggest it for book club. The discussion would be heated, for sure!

Monday, April 29, 2013

Postal Service Concert

The Lights at the Show Were Awesome

Last week, we went to the Postal Service Concert. It was amazing.

Here's what I love about concerts in no particular order...
People watching...there were sooo many hipsters. I know that I was at the concert, and I did my best to be a hipster by wearing my mint green cords. But, I still doubt I was one. Homey is the least hipster person I know. However, using insane hipster logic, I told him that he was so unironic it was ironic; therefore, he was the most hipster of everyone there.

I'm gonna stop hating because Hipsters listen to the best music. and I wish I was one.

Feeling young and free...there is nothing like a rock concert to make you forget about your kids, obligations, bills, etc. I forgot that I have the tendency to feel like a bored housewife. Instead, I was consumed with music. There is another energy that you get from live music. Well...most of the time.

Sometimes, you can go to a show, and the singer SUCKS live--you know, if off-key. That annoys me to no end. I really can't stand it even when they're even a little off-key. Luckily this didn't happen with the Postal Service.

I did notice, interestingly enough, that it was different than listening to my headphones. Have you ever noticed the joy that comes from listening to music in headphones? Do yourself a favor. Listen to some music in headphones. Best for this kind of experience: Coldplay, Postal Service, The Shins, Hot Chip, Bjork, The Beatles, Badly Drawn Boy, or Pink Floyd...do nothing else while you listen to the music. Perhaps listen to it in bed. or while jumping on a trampoline. Just do it. And listen to it pretty loudly. This is what your eardrums were made for. Do it. You won't regret it. And if it's a Sunday, or you're just in the mood, listen to Rachmaninoff's Third Concerto on the headphones. Or listen to Beethoven's Sonata--Pathetique. Or listen to Chopin's "Military" Polonaise. Best yet, listen to Vivaldi's Gloria. On the Headphones. Feel music fill your brain. I love it when my brain is so filled with music I can't think of another thing in the entire world. Pretty much heaven on earth.

That doesn't happen at a concert, though. There's more to it. You can feel the music in your bones. The reverberations of the bass will rattle your teeth. There is another energy that fills your entire body when you see a concert live. I'm glad that it's not the same as listening to music on my headphones. It is neither better or worse. It is different...in such a good way.

Great Visuals...(see the picture above). I loved the lights at this show. Whoever put together the light/laser show to go along with the concert did a great job. While at times the whole thing looked like the tabernacle (for the mo-tab), for the most part it was awesome. It provided my sight to feel just as stimulated as my hearing (obviously), and feeling (since the bass and feedback shook me so much). What else could they do...? I'm not sure...what does a concert taste like? Smell like?

Romance was in the air...after a few minutes into the show, Homey kind of grabbed me, and just held me in his arms for the entire concert. It was amazing. Every once in a while, he'd kiss me on the ear, or cheek, or lips. Whatever. And I'm not trying to make you barfy, but it was the best. It made me feel like I was in love. And feeling like your in love is like being on every stimulant ever...so the concert had that going for it, too. For some reason, this kind of stuff doesn't happen at home while I'm crocheting and Homey's reading a golfing magazine...

Anyway--I'm happy that I've got something crossed off my list. And I'm so glad that it was such a worthwhile experience.

Thursday, April 18, 2013

In Progress--The New Testament Study Companion

One of the things on my 101 in 1,001 list is to Finish the New Testament Study Guide and make it available on my blog. I'm happy to say that I'm pretty much halfway done.
I've completed Matthew and Mark...

Matthew
Mark

These books have been a lot of work, actually, but I think that they are awesome. They are designed to help people study the scriptures in-depth. I have had a great experience in writing these books. I have felt the Spirit, and I really think that these books will help those who use them to have really great experiences with studying the scriptures.

I'm still working on the other two: Luke and John...I'll update when they're done, too.

It is always so nice to get something big done!

Friday, April 12, 2013

Fruits and Veggies

yum!


I'm like a million other women out there. I don't eat as well as I should, but I want to. I also want to lose weight. i want to be healthy and happy.

Personally, I don't buy into a lot of the faddish diet crap. I didn't get into the Atkins thing back when it was popular. Now it seems to be Paleo. There's something new every other month, it seems. But I know better. I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (also known as Mormons). We have been taught a health code and we call it the Word of Wisdom. Most people are familiar with a part of it - that we don't drink alcohol or coffee or smoke. But it is actually so much more than these few "we can'ts." We are also taught on what we should be doing. The word of wisdom was given because we believe our bodies are special gifts, and we should take care of them.

Although I've never had any alcohol or cigarettes, in the past few years, I have had a problem with following some of the finer points of the Word of Wisdom. I need to eat more fruits and vegetables. I need to treat my body better.

Sooo...I made a goal. And I'm happy to say that I have no idea when the last time was that I didn't eat five servings of fruit and/or vegetables in a single day. I've been going crazy with them! And I'm getting better at loving them, too.

As I've been taking in more fruits and veggies, I'm also trying to eat way less sugar. It has been going better, too. Today I noticed that real food is no longer tasting boring to me, but I can taste the sweetness in almonds. I love the "dirty" taste of a beet...I don't need to overload my foods with sugar, salt, or fat. Food tastes good on its own!!! I'm going to keep up with this goal. Yay!

Sunday, March 31, 2013

Trying Something New-Driving the Vespa

Evening and the Vespa


When we found out that we were moving to AZ, we sold Homey's (my husband's) car with the intention of buying something else when we got here.

We ended up buying a Vespa.

The Vespa is great. It gets about 70 miles to the gallon, and in AZ, you can drive it almost every single day of the year. Homey used to live in Italy, so he has a real soft spot in his heart for them.

Anyway...even though we've had the Vespa for nearly a year, I had never actually driven it. I don't know why I hadn't. Maybe it is because usually it was with Homey at work; maybe it's because we don't usually go anywhere at night. Mostly it's because I've never really needed to.

Well, a few weeks ago, I was going to book club. It was only about a mile away. It was too close to drive, but it was also too far for me to feel safe walking at night. Homey suggested I'd drive the Vespa.

What? Drive the Vespa?! I had never driven a Vespa or anything like it before. I've never driven a four-wheeler, motorcycle, scooter, anything. I have to admit that I was a little scared.

But, Homey assured me that it was easy. The Vespa is automatic, so there isn't anything really to learn. He gave me a quick lesson, and I took it for a spin down the street and back. I practiced turning it on again, and this time took it through the neighborhood. I was ready to go to book-club.

Riding through the desert night - even if it was only for a mile - was intoxicating! I loved having the wind blow through my hair. The entire experience felt liberating - I think because it was something completely new. It is amazing how long it has been since I've done something new.

So...I rode the Vespa. I like riding the Vespa through the neighborhoods. It is so different than anything I do during the day. I love that when you drive a Vespa, you are not protected by a car, but you are actually outside driving. You have to pay attention. The experience is an experience.

So. I did something new. I checked off something form the list. I feel happy: I checked something off the list, I tried something new, I had fun. I drove the Vespa!

Monday, March 25, 2013

For a Friend

One of the goals that I have in my 101 in 1,001 is to make some kind of art for friends each month. I know it sounds like a kind of dumb goal, but I always like getting new art for around the house, and it is even more fun when it is from a friend, so I figured why not. It is a fun and unique way to serve.

I started this a little while ago. I wanted to give it to my friend in February, but it is finally done now...

Gnome stitch
Little Gnomey Girl
Anyways. I like it. I think that it is so cute. And I think that the recipient will love it. Now I just need to send it off in the mail!
Making things for people is fun!