It was a bit of a strange week for me as I was down with a stomach bug for the majority of it. However, being sick always makes you appreciate the small things — like how comforting a bowl of chicken noodle soup is, or how amazing season four of Pretty Little Liars on Netflix is for helping you pass the feverish time…solo…wrapped in four blankets…with a space heater blasting at you.
Here are the things that I’ve loved this past week:
1. The World Cup
Besides Oregon athletics (Go Ducks!), I am far from enthusiastic about watching sports on television. The fact that playoffs often include series of seven games against the same freaking team is enough to make me clinical. I tolerate the games because it brings the boy so much joy, but frankly, watching sports stresses me out. Too much pressure. The stakes are too high. I’d rather check out with something totally mindless after nine hours of work.
The one exception to this feeling — The World Cup. Attending a World Cup is at the very top of my bucket list. Soccer has been my sport of choice since I was about seven years old, and I love watching the games in Brazil.
It kills me that I’ll be in a work conference during the USA’s opener vs. Ghana, but I really believe that anything can happen. It’s going to be a great month!
Check out this NY Times article titled “How We Play the Game.” Worth a read. And if you haven’t seen this Beats “The Game Before the Game” video without getting the chills — no matter if you understand what “offsides” is — there’s something wrong with you:
2. Wildflower Walks
One of the best parts about hiking during an Idaho June is the wildflowers. They come in all shapes, sizes and colors, and they make maintaining your heart rate really difficult…it’s so hard not to take a photo of every pretty blossom you happen upon! Here are a couple of shots from a recent hike up Proctor with Taylor. I’m sure there will be more to come!
3. Celebrating the men in my life
This week marked my four year anniversary with the boy, and it also brought Father’s Day. Father’s Day is always a bit melancholy for me as I lost my father to a sudden heart attack when I was twelve. I miss him every day — he was and is the best dad a girl could ask for. He is also literally and figuratively everywhere. I still meet strangers who knew him and have a hilarious story to share. He is in the rivers, the mountains, and in everything I do and everywhere I go. I carry him in my heart.
I particularly feel his presence — in a wonderful way — each time I hike Proctor. About a year after he passed, my mom and some friends created a large cairn at the summit of the hike, which looks over the valley and offers a great view of Baldy. The cairn has grown and morphed over the years, and I like to think it brings solace to many for many different reasons. I always add a rock, flower, or bloom, and say a little hello. It also marks the place where my cousin said “yes” to her husband’s proposal.
It was sort of an accident that Taylor and I agreed to hike Proctor on Father’s Day, but I’m so glad we did.
I firmly believe that when a door closes, a window opens. I met my boyfriend just months after my dad passed away. Our parents were ski bums together in Sun Valley. He was wearing shorts in the middle of winter to prove he could, and we ate enchiladas and watched Shrek. Thirteen years later, after nine years of close friendship, we are celebrating four years together. He was my window, and I am so thankful to have him in my life…and that he has great taste in flowers. 🙂