Edit: This is why finishing posts is important. I started working on this one in the middle of last week and then lost interest half way through yet again. However, some of this information is now relevant, as I referenced my R2R hike in my last post and then did not explain it. I'd write a whole additional post, or go back and explain it in the last one, but that seems like a lot of additional work when the groundwork is already done.
So, as a monument to my laziness and half-focused attitude as of late, here is an only half-finished post for your amusement. Love you.
I want to do longer and more challenging hikes, but my friends fall into two groups; those not willing to spend 8+ hours hiking, and those who are devoted to insane canyoneering. I clearly am not cut out to hike with either group.
Two days ago, while pondering this issue, I found and joined a hiking club.
I know.
You're reading this in stunned silence.
I however, am capable of short bursts of intense social interaction, I promise.
This clearly is not a bad plan.
Speaking of bad plans....lol, I've decided to hike the Grand Canyon, rim to rim (R2R). That's all the way down one side and all the way up the other...in one shot...in less than a month. (With my group, not alone, that would be insane.)
It's going to be amazing.
Or terrible.
It's going to be amazing or terrible.
Or possibly both.
Either way I am BEYOND excited.
And frantically trying to prep appropriately.
My dad, apparently, used to lead this hike, because he has done all things cool and/or awesome at some point in his life, and then neglected to tell me about them. ;) I love my dad. He is a perpetual bad-ass, haven gone before me in all things amazing. One day, if I work hard, I will be almost as cool as he is.
I'm pleased about having a goal, particularly since it's one that feels (from here at least) like it may just be impossible. (Though my dad assures me that it's not, and that any idiot can do it. He is forgetting of course, that he and I, cut from the same cloth as we are, are magical creatures and more stubborn and hyperfocused than the average bear.) Hopefully this will keep me entertained and challenged for at least the next month...hopefully.
Carolyn, I've read a lot of your posts more than once, and this is one of them. It captures the essence of--what the FUCK is beeping in this goddamn house? I swear to god, I have been in and out, room to room, and I don't own any thing or things that beep like that!!!! Urg!!! Dad is finally smeared his paranoia onto my brainpan, and it's only downhill from here...but seriously, what the hell IS that?--of your true carolynism. It sounds like a delicious seizure, doesn't it? Or a comfy philosophy? We make this cake at the Biscuit--it's called Caroline Cake, it's like a fruit-cocktail cake with a coconut icing--and every time I squirrel a bite I think of you. So I think of you pretty frequently between the hours of 3, when it's fresh out the oven, and 7, where I've eaten a whole piece almost daily in little bite-sized niblets.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, it does sound like a challenge, and it does sound like something R has done. It does not, however, sound impossible. AND, I've stood staunchly by "clubbing for Carolyn", and I am BEYOND excited. Motherfuckers that don't even know you are hearing about--half of sumner knows. It's stupid. I firmly believe that in one of these clubs you will be delivered your other half, the Arnold to your Palmer, the Jiffy to your Lube, and you shall glitter like a found Mario coin.
Codpiece. I just wanted to share that.
I watched a movie I adored--it's called Safety not Guarunteed. Please rent it! It's darling. And i won't tell you what it's about.
This dye has been in twice the recommended time--you are distracting!
Bye!
I literally just watched that movie last week! It's sooooo darling! I adore Aubry Plaza, and I NEED that time machine boat. NEED!
ReplyDeleteI'm super glad you liked this one. Lol. It is definitely Carolynism at it's finest, and yes, it is very seizure-like. That cake sounds amazing, and I approve of it being named after me. Anything with coconut icing should bear my name. And anything that bears my name should be eaten daily by those I love most. Obviously.
I'm super psyched about the R2R trip, particularly since my dad used to do it. However, there's a slight issue now...but that's a whole 'nother post. I'll write it out for you soon. Pinky promise.
P.S. Did you find the beep??!!