It’s a new year so what’s next?

I have to be honest, I have been a little depressed since the 3 day. I always get that way after a big event. I always have that feeling of, “ok, so now what do I do?” This time it was worse than ever. I was feeling like I was missing something in my life. After parsing that out, I realized I was not doing much to change the world I live in. I bitch a lot about how people suck, but I don’t do a lot to try to make the world a better place to live in. I do the regular stuff, like shop at local markets and mom and pop places, I hold the elevator for people, and I even let people cut in front of me in line for the off ramp. But, the 3 Day always makes me feel like I am contributing to the greater good of the world, I always miss that. So, I decided to volunteer with a Lab Rescue organization. I don’t have a lot of time on my hands, but I can help out at adoption events and walk dogs that are living in boarding facilities while waiting for a foster home.  I decided to do this because my lab brings me much joy. Speaking of, here is a picture of Annabelle from earlier today (click on image for full size photo).

Other things on my agenda for the next year:

  • More Trapeze!
  • Hiking/Backpacking
  • More glass work
  • Running
  • 2009 3 Day
  • Lab Rescuers volunteering

Lately, K and I have been kicking around the idea of a thru-hike of some kind like the PCT, ADT, or the AT. Not necessarily a this year goal, we have some prep work to do. But in that spirit we took the dogs on their first hike today. They had a blast. We went to Cottonwood Creek Falls, an easy 2 mile hike.

When we reached the falls the dogs jumped right in. There were some hairy moments with wet dogs on slippery rocks, but once they learned to be cautious they were loving it. We packed a lunch and ate by the falls, the weather was perfect and there was no one around.

We finished the day at home with a bowl of warm chili and corn bread muffins as the doggies slept soundly and happily at our feet. I think it’s gonna be a good year!

The 2008 3 Day

Well, it’s two weekends after my second 3 Day experience- my feet have healed and my muscles have recovered but the afterglow lives on. I love the 3 Day Utopia. It is a world like no other. It is a world where people look out for one another, a world where people thank you for doing what you can to help. And, in turn, you thank them for their support. It is a world where men and women wear bras on the outside of their clothes. A world where  girl dress up as prostitutes and drive a van around town with “Hookers for Hooters!” written on it, play loud music and get out and dance with the walkers.

Here are a few ways the real world is different from the 3 Day world:

When there is an obstruction in the walking path, like a sign pole, other walkers will yell, “POLE!” so that those behind them will not walk into it.In the real world if there is a pole in your walking path and you are not paying attention you are screwed.  

While you are walking, people in cars often honk to show support. Now, the proper response to this is a wave (and a smile if you can muster it). In the non-3 Day world, the honking cars are doing at you while walking is NOT to show support, however the proper response to this is also a wave and a smile (you just use less fingers in this wave). 

And, in the real world, there are no San Jose Cops on bikes riding along side of you with music blaring, shaking thier booties and telling you how awesome you are.  There are no friends and family members (and total strangers) holding signs and clapping for you. Ok, the friends and family are probably supporting you in a more oblique way, but the cops and the total strangers probably could care less. 

Highlights from this year’s walk:

  • 11 million dollars raised for Breast Cancer Research in San Diego alone!
  • approximately 500 men walking in San Diego this year!
  • My amazing boyfriend made team shirts including this one that got our team lots of attention from the San Jose boys and got a couple of the teammates on the news: 


Our team had two new teammates, Connie and Jennie. There was Nicole who I had not yet met (since I did not walk in 2007). Bonnie, Janetta and Tia were all returning walkers and we picked up a new teammate the day of the walk, Annamarie. We split into a fast walker group and a slow walker group so that everyone had a pace they were comfortable with and no one walked alone.  I was walking with the slow group. In fact, at one point in time I was the last walker on the route!  

 Team Photo 

K, as usual, was out supporting me and my teammates. Celina, (a friend and co-worker of K,  and a friend of mine who also bought my last house, small world huh?) was also out cheering us on both Friday and Saturday.  She was very supportive in many ways and it was very much appreciated! Celina and K brought out the dogs (wearing our team shirts) on Saturday. They were holding this sign:undefined 

Well, everyone walking by saying,  “We LOVE Sunshine, how do you know her?” K would always smile and answer, “She’s my girlfriend.” That response got him many puzzled looks. So, when we arrived and he told me about all the people he had talked to about “Sunshine” me and my girls laughed hysterically. You see, we had met Sunshine. She was this sweet old lady (probably in her 70’s). We passed her 3 or 4 times that day, she doesn’t walk very fast, she shuffled along each day with her purse and we assume she was taking sweep vans when it all got to much for her, but she smiled through the whole walk.    

Here is a picture of Sunshine:


And finally a picture from closing ceremonies, notice who is walking with our team at the far right (click on the picture for full size image):

closing ceremonies  

And, of course I am already signed up for next years walk, click below if you would like to donate!


Thank you

for teaching me how to add.

for showing me how to chase joy.

for introducing me to Hobbes and the wonders of dog love.

for believing in me.for teaching me to believe in myself.

for reminding me to go easy on the Jenny.

for taking me away from the world when the world gets to be too much.

for the spoon.for letting the dogs stay in bed even when it causes you to sleep like this ?

for respecting me.

for playing Magic with me. 

for walking on the beach with me.

for listening to me.for buying my feminine products.

for reminding me how much I love yoga. 

for loving me right now.  

My life is better because you are in it. Big love. 

Really? Vegas for rest and relaxation?

After an especially grueling couple of months of work, I needed a break. K and I had a 3 day weekend trip to Vegas on the books for a while and as it neared I was concerned. I needed rest, I needed a stress free environment, and I needed peace and quiet. Not exactly what one thinks of when thinking about Vegas. We had planned a downtown Vegas getaway so K could show me the wonders of seedy downtown Vegas and all it had to offer. However, early last week, I lost my shit. The stress had piled on and no amount of exercise could manage it. I exploded in a rage of female hormones in all their glory and it splattered all over everyone in a 5 mile radius. K saw this as a cry for help and scrambled into action. He canceled the downtown reservations and moved us to The Venetian. Actually to the Venenzia tower in The Venetian. It was quiet, it was beautiful, and it was relaxing. Here are the highlights:

  •  Sleeping in! Curtains that block out the light and trick you into thinking its 2am instead of 11am, a fabulous invention.
  • A pool and several hot tubs exclusive to the Venenzia tower and shared only with a couple of people and no shrieking kids! Reading poolside with mohitos in hand.
  • Shopping. Mostly window shopping, drooling on Christian Louboutins ($900 for a pair of shoes? really?), but got a great looking handbag (a little more than my regular $20 purse from Kohls, but not exactly a car payment either).
  • An amazing suite. Bigger than our beach apartment, housekeeping and chocolates on the pillow. What more could a girl want? 
  • Great food! Went to The Tillerman on Friday, delish! Went to B&B on Saturday night, absolutely unbelieveable. 
  • Most importantly, great company. It was like we had just started dating, just less retarded. We laughed, we played, we snuggled!

Vegas, while still full of screaming 20 something girls, overly cologned boys who spend more on their outfits than the girls, and 14 (yes I counted) brides wearing white dresses absorbing cigarette smoke as they traipse across the casino floors looking less than thrilled on their big day, was dead. There were more tables completely empty than not. And still, there were no $5 or $10 tables on the strip on a weekend night. However, Downtown’s $5 and $10 tables were considerably busier. We played a little downtown and broke even. The only money Vegas took from us was in hotel and restaurant bills which were still considerable, but you gotta eat right?  Thanks for the great getaway baby. 

Newest trapeze vids and San Fran

Haven’t been posting much lately. I have been shackled to my cube at work. Things have been stressful to say the least. My free time lately has been torn between trapeze and training for the 3day. Trying to log as many miles as possible and flying anytime I can. The flying is coming along, I really love it. There is nothing like the feeling of letting go of the bar, looking at the sky and falling into the net. I just took my turn around out of lines (vid on that coming soon) and I have started to work on an uprise.  Unfortunately, I haven’t been taking the cam with me much.


K and I also took an extended weekend trip to San Fran. It was great. We got in late thursday night and walked around the city after getting settled in our downtown hotel. During our walk we happened upon some fire dancers. I really think that is what I want to learn next. The following day we hit the SFMOMA, the City Lights Book Store and China Town. We even stopped into a neighborhood bar and had a drink (something we NEVER do!). It was a great relaxing day but we still managed to walk 4+ miles. The following day started with a trap class at SF Circus Arts, followed by an amazing lunch at the Citrus Club, a walk thru the Haight, hanging in Golden Gate park and a walk to the “other” Ocean Beach. All in all 8 miles and a damn fine day. It all finished with volunteering to be bumped from an overbooked flight which resulted in 8 hours in the airport which oddly enough is long enough to get a pedicure and massage and finish the book you are reading. Of course, volunteering for the bump had it’s own reward, 1st class on the way home and free roundtrip tickets. Pics from the trip:   On the beachThe other OB

One foot in front of the other…

until I have walked 60 miles in 3 days. It seems like a crazy thing to do until I think about the people around me who’ve experienced the pain of losing someone they love to cancer. Then it doesn’t seem like enough. The 3 Day walk is a 60 mile walk on November 21, 22, and 23rd that raises funds for Susan G. Komen and for the Cure and National Philanthropic Trust Breast Cancer Fund.  2008 will be my 2nd 3Day walk. I walked in 2006 and it was an amazing experience.

I met wonderful women, like my teammates- caring and supportive!  And countless training and walking buddies. You do a lot of chatting while walking and it is a bonding experience.

I explored my city on foot, something I highly recommend! I walked all over Mission Bay, Ocean Beach, Carlsbad, Solana Beach, Shelter Island, Harbor Island, Downtown, Mission Hills, Del Mar, and Old Town. It is unbelievable how much you miss from a car.

I heard stories that brought tears to my eyes. Like the man who had lost his wife to breast cancer 4 months prior to the walk who gathered a team of 20 people to walk in her honor. He told me the walk was the first time he had really smiled since her death.

I ate, a lot. I walked 60 miles and gained 5 lbs! Really, they shove food at you every three miles. That and Gatorade. It has been 2 years and I am just starting to be able to stomach Gatorade again.

I learned a lot of useful skills. Like how to use a port-a-potty when your “squatting” muscles are trembling and exhausted. Or how not to lose your cell phone in said potty (really it happened).

The walk was on my “things to do before you die” list, and in 2006 I crossed it off the list. This time, I walk because I don’t want another person’s life to be torn apart by cancer. I walk because cancer sucks. I walk because I cannot walk away.Please stop by my 3 day site ( and donate if you can!

On the subject of Chasing Joy

I have made no secret out of the fact that Chasing Joy is a high priority in my life. However, this is a relatively new concept for me. I spent the first 30 years of my life sitting back, expecting Joy to find me. And blaming the rest of the world when it didn’t. I was rarely happy and spent lots of time and energy on “I’ll be happy when…”. Now, I realize that the important part of “Chasing Joy” is the chasing part. I am the only person responsible for my happiness and I take that job seriously.   So, when I saw this trailer it hit home with me:

 What is on your list of things to do before you die?

Happy Birfday to MEEEEEE!

Last weekend marked the beginning of my 34th year on this planet. I spent the weekend celebrating my way! We kicked off the weekend with a friday night dinner at our favorite indian joint, Tandoor. Afterwards, we spent the night in playing Magic. We were playing the new Shadowmoor theme decks. We had one game that was so crazy and long we had to leave the cards on the table and pick it up Saturday morning. I got up nice and early Saturday, got in sweats and took the dogs down to dog beach. They ran like fools, chasing and splashing in the water. I really love cold mornings on the beach with the dogs. It is peace and chaos all at once and it is wonderful.

After tubby time for the dogs and a little breakfast it was off to Trapeze High for a some swinging! In fact I spent most of Saturday, Monday and Wednesday of this last week out at the rig. This has become an addiction.



We finished off Saturday with dinner at Kings with my parents and Grandma. On Sunday the weather cleared and K and  I took a scenic tour of San Diego at Sunset….from 4000 feet. It was amazing!


 J and K




My Beverly Hills Weekend

So, with all of the craziness at our works lately, Boyfriend and I decided it was time to get out of dodge for the weekend. I have been whining about wanting to see the play Wicked for months and since we only had a weekend, it was off to LA for us! I let K make the arrangements as he always finds cool places to stay (The Avalon in Portland and the City Inn in Denver).  He booked us at the Avalon in Beverly Hills, a boutique hotel.So, Friday night we dropped the dogs off with my parents and bombed up to the hills. The hotel was very cool, if not a little snooty. The rooms were very modern. K fell in love there… with the comforter. Really, what happens in the bed when I am not there is really none of my business, lol!  We were up early on Saturday with room service for breakfast, a quick card game and then the masseuses arrived. K had arranged for 90 minute deep tissue massages in our room! The massage was amazing! After the massage, it was off to the Pantages theatre to see Wicked! I listened to the audio book while walking over the last several months and loved it. It was really a great story. But, the play was AMAZING! The cast was great and the set and special effects were outstanding. The only issue I had was that the lines were sooooo long for the bathrooms that I didn’t get to go during intermission and was ready for the play to end about 45 minutes before it did. 


After the play we made our way over to Venice Beach for our favorite italian resturant, C&O Trattoria. The food is great and the atmosphere is pure chaos. There is no where else like it. Chianti on the honor system, huge portions, and singing waiters and waitresses- now that’s amore! They have these garlic balls that are pure evil, I could have had a whole meal of just thoses- oh wait, I did. And, yes I did have to stop for Rolaids on the way back to the hotel.   

Then, we were up early again this morning to run out to Woodland Hills for a trapeze class for me at Richie Gaona’s Flying Trapeze School. The class was a much different vibe than Trapeze High, there were a lot of professional performers and that seemed to cultivate a hard working environment. It was great to try out a different rig and get critiqued by someone new. I was still working on my backend split and caught it twice! I even tried to return to the bar, but not successfully.



As always, I had a great time. And, Richie convinced me to try a layout for the first time as the last trick of the day. Wanna know how it went? Take a look at the video below: 


The weekend finished up with a walk around Venice Beach and dinner at NatRaj in Mission Viejo. The traffic was light getting home and our puppies were thrilled to see us. I am beat! 

Here are a couple more pics that K took: