tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60665070678250295422024-03-18T15:42:33.973-06:00the little red housesheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.comBlogger947125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-48132295978430180852018-08-29T09:17:00.000-06:002018-08-29T09:17:16.572-06:00The Beginning of the End of a Chapter
2018, smokey sunset summits.
Let's talk about time. Not the small moments that continually pass and tangle me up in nostalgia, such as summers winding down, kids growing too fast, and the teeniest of wrinkles creeping their way in to the sides of my eyes (I swear they weren't there yesterday). I want to talk about hefty chunks of time in our lives that feel more like chapters ending as we sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com414tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-71391781427629567742018-03-15T13:19:00.000-06:002018-03-15T13:19:22.025-06:00The one where I admit I forgot how to blog.Blogs are so 2012, am I right? I'm not even sure if I remember how to do this--and who is really reading this besides my mom (and only because she feels obligated)? All I know is that I was typing out an Instagram caption and I got so excited about the health benefits of my breakfast, my caption became waaaaaaaay too long, so here I am. I posted just ONCE last year--a passionate letter about sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com144tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-35613545022584661112017-03-09T16:23:00.000-07:002017-03-09T16:25:19.440-07:00An Open Letter to Utah Representatives
A few months ago in my American Heritage class (yes, I had to take American Heritage to be a nurse.....who knew!) we had an assignment to write a letter to one of our representatives about a current issue. Normally this would have been an assignment I rushed through with no thought or energy--just hurried to get it done. But that was the week that our Utah officials met withsheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com128tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-65137400555838250492016-12-14T00:20:00.002-07:002016-12-14T09:12:09.755-07:00The things we learn.
first day of my third semester of nursing school
I did it! WE did it! I am happy to scream from the mountain tops that I’m DONE with my third semester of nursing school! (I’ll be a real live nurse in May!) I'm not going to lie, this was the semester that almost broke me….I took on a little bit more than I should have with 15 credits and I just about crumbled under the weight of care plans sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com98tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-31895575035464173282016-08-14T20:45:00.001-06:002016-08-14T22:39:20.611-06:00August Favorites!
just hangin out....
I have received such great feedback on my "essentials" page the past few years, and haven't updated since last winter (whoops!). I will put a new one together for fall, but for now here are just a few of my current MUST HAVES that I am loving.
(everything on my list is tested and truly loved by my family--this isn't a sponsored post :)
HEALTH
Natural Calm. It's sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com66tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-11148900109346495732016-08-07T23:11:00.000-06:002016-08-07T23:11:39.863-06:00these days
watching the "show"
lu said animal heaven is in the sunset
We live for summer evenings. We lay low during the day, the heat slowwwwwly melting us into sticky, lifeless, human puddles, and then emerge back in to real life as the sun begins to sink behind the mountain. The breeze starts to blow, we open windows, doors, and always hope for rain (we got our first storm in weeks!) We sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com55tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-77179369055454758132016-08-02T15:53:00.000-06:002016-08-02T16:14:01.376-06:00stuff
wake up, sleepy head.
We spent fourteen nights away from home in July--on the road to California, back to Utah, on to Montana. Each time we had a few days in between, but I never really felt like we were "home"--we were constantly going and the month just FLEW by. Our time away was spent camping, so we brought only necessities. A few shirts, shorts, swimsuits. Food, jackets, a couple sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com252tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-89746719057777281792016-07-27T12:20:00.001-06:002016-07-27T12:20:28.843-06:00a date with the desert
Alternate titles:
The Whole Enchilada with a Side of Nachos
In Over my Head
Baptism by Fire
We threw the last duffle in the car around seven. It was ninety something degrees and I had sweat seeping out of every pore.....and we were headed south. What were we thinking?
Our weekend adventure was a last minute plan--the kids were at grandma’s, we had a few days to sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-41536791227685931342016-07-21T17:03:00.000-06:002016-08-07T23:12:55.176-06:00Coping
Road trip prep. Kids, you're in charge of the cookies.
My alarm went off at 4:00am—an abrupt wakeup after finally finishing packing just three hours earlier. I snoozed it once…..ok, twice, and then we shoved the kids (still half asleep) into what little space was left in the loaded car, and headed west. It was a lonnnnnnng drive across Nevada—driving into the wind the entire way, sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-1996514914499634812016-07-06T09:41:00.000-06:002016-07-06T09:49:12.994-06:00Where are you looking?
The view from Angels Landing in March--spring just barely springing.
In March I had a week off of school, so the kids went to grandma and grandpa's house, Robby and I loaded up the car with gear to bike, climb, hike, and get down into some freezing cold canyons, and we drove south towards the warm red rock. Our first morning there, we went into Zion to hike Angels Landing. I did this a fewsheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-77602700773071431602016-06-30T12:05:00.001-06:002016-06-30T17:10:03.685-06:00hello?
Is blogging still a thing? I wouldn't know.....it's been a while, hasn't it? This corner of the Internet has been dark for so long I may have forgotten what I'm doing, and I often wonder, why write? Who is reading--and who cares what I have to say? Why have I been putting myself out there for so long?
My second semester of nursing school brought with it paper after paper--millions sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-89940643317824017672015-12-07T00:06:00.000-07:002015-12-07T08:19:06.516-07:00slow days at Christmastime
"Let's get an early start".
We talked over soup and bread Friday night--planning out our Christmas Tree hunt for the next day. We'd all been anxiously awaiting the weekend and the weather was looking absolutely perfect.
I woke up to sunshine at seven, and thought "who needs an early start!", and went back to sleep, taking full advantage of a day off.
No one complained. sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-39074270377300831282015-11-25T09:29:00.001-07:002015-11-25T09:37:08.491-07:00Thanksgiving vs Giving Thanks
my family. june. so thankful for them.
***this post is from two years ago. As I sat down to write some thoughts for this week, these same words kept coming back to me, so I thought I'd share again ***
Yesterday morning I went to Costco (along with 14,000 other people) to pick up some groceries for our upcoming Thanksgiving feast.
As I was bumped into, cut off, and shoved across sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-24551425039998285862015-11-23T01:12:00.000-07:002015-11-23T01:18:05.033-07:00november senses
november breezes.....brrrrrrrrr
.....just a few happenings from the past week...
seeing: snow. our first flurries in the valley, and the mountain tops are growing more white every day.
missing: not gonna lie, I am truly missing summer. November has me all like, "blehck." The high trails are done for the season, the low trails are too muddy to ride, the fall color is long gone, and thesheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-11171950389479900002015-11-17T21:41:00.000-07:002015-11-17T21:48:02.085-07:00sunsets
Do you notice when the sun sets?
I love sunsets.....how original, I know.
There is just....something...about taking a few minutes to pause at the day's end to watch the sun slip away silently until morning.
As soon as I could drive, every now and then I'd hop in my old Jeep pick-up, AM radio blaring, and head up the road to get a clear shot of the sinking sun behind the mountains. We sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-54026689499335487722015-11-04T23:22:00.000-07:002015-11-05T07:42:08.415-07:00thanks, legs
don't look down...but do.
Yesterday I woke up at 3:45..... waaaaaay earlier than any human should ever have to wake up, if you want my honest opinion. I headed down the canyon--no one else out but the deer crossing the road on every single corner--on my way to my second clinical shift. Our shifts this semester are in a long term care facility (aka, nursing home) and things have been, AHEM, sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-49313509920395966292015-11-01T22:09:00.000-07:002015-11-02T08:29:55.355-07:00thankful for the normal
welcome november.
These last few days have been almost completely normal.....and they have been nothing short of completely fantastically amazingly amazing.
No hustle, no bustle, no plans at all. The kids had Friday off for end of term, and my Friday schedule was unusually clear, so we took full advantage.
And by full advantage I mean we
-slept in. way in.
-stayed in our sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-80165455448290439682015-10-25T23:52:00.000-06:002015-11-03T14:56:58.928-07:00Food.
It's Monday, have a cookie.
It's Monday......and it's the worst, right?
So let's all talk about something fun.
Let's talk about food.
I get through my week surviving on many-a-granola-bar. They are quick, easy, and the right bar (like THIS one) can calm my grumbly stomach before I head into a test. But all week long I dream about all the real foods I'll eat on the weekends. I'll cooksheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-6774616887004663862015-10-09T00:04:00.001-06:002015-10-09T00:04:21.053-06:00friday q & a returns!
Back when I used to be better at blogging I'd sometimes do a little Q&A....I thought we could start that back up again.....here we go....
Every week I get questions from all my kind/sweet/funny/adventurous/super cool readers
via comments/emails/instagram/facebook.........and as many of you have learned I have the HARDEST time getting back to you. I just can't sit on my computer sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-24077756741100988172015-10-04T22:46:00.003-06:002015-10-04T22:55:20.517-06:00seasons
I've been thinking a lot lately about seasons.
Summer has slowly faded away (my heart is still breaking a little), and we've been left with crisp air, chilly mornings, and sweaters and boots strung out all over the house. The mountains are burning up in reds and yellows, I've been waking often to rain, and we've had our first dusting of snow up on our favorite peaks.
But these sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-11013490618125712452015-10-01T23:05:00.000-06:002015-10-02T07:09:05.395-06:00behind the square
last month. post-hike, pre-sushi selfie. Because it's 2015, so why not.
Social media is great, right? It's the perfect way for me to stay connected to friends, see the world from different points of view, I can use it to work from home, and let's all agree....it's fun! It's also the WORST....we all paint this picture of the perfect little world we live in--only showing our best of the best sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-23888984291655631832015-09-28T18:58:00.001-06:002015-10-04T22:56:30.801-06:00tried and true: Athleta's Be Free Knickers
Last month Athleta asked me if I'd take their Be Free Knickers out on the trail for a test run--I didn't even have to think about it....YES! I am always on the hunt for new and improved running gear, and over the past year I have fallen in love with Athleta's running capris and tights. They are all super light (they feel like nothing!) and I can wear them over and over again without wear and sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-710469126993756842015-09-13T21:52:00.000-06:002015-10-04T22:59:42.091-06:00on the trail in kauai
back in April we spent a few nights in the jungles of Kauai....here is a little of what we saw.
The Walk.
Within thirty seconds of hopping out of the Jeep I was soaked. We grabbed our packs, hoisted them up onto our backs (praying the rain covers would work), and walked our first few steps on the red muddy trail. I felt like I was walking underneath a waterfall (which later I found out sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-52607862675990280292015-09-04T21:34:00.003-06:002015-09-04T21:38:39.217-06:00the one about hard things and just being nice
Life is like a mountain.
It's hard and steep and almost always full of bumps. You fall down often, and slide backwards half the time.....but the views are always worth the struggle.
Oh wow it's been a really long time.
We had a summer of go go go--I didn't take a single class....all my efforts were put towards getting into nursing school.....and it WORKED! I was acceptedsheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6066507067825029542.post-81842273266081252942015-03-25T10:07:00.000-06:002015-03-25T12:51:01.153-06:00oh hey
eggs 'n boots
Oh hey...it's me. I'm alive!
These past few weeks you must have all been on the same wavelength...I've received several comments and nice emails hoping I'd be back soon and wishing all was well. Thank you! I've been missing for.....FOUR MONTHS! But the best part is....we ARE well--very well....life has just gotten so busy that I have not cared to find the time to dust off sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962259537841588617noreply@blogger.com21