I spent two summers during graduate school camping in the mountains in Montana (one day the forest service put a “Warning: Grizzly bears have been frequenting this area” sign above my tent – that made for good sleeping) studying pikas(here's a picture). I loved living up there spending all my time hanging out with critters under the open sky, though I missed my then-boyfriend now-husband. I always felt so weird on my weekly trips into town about talking to people, washing my hands, sitting on a chair instead of the ground, peeing on a toilet… but I was always happy to get a cold beer. I love to re-read my journals from those summers.
I’m intensely afraid of heights. Standing near the edge of a cliff, or walking across a really tall bridge, my hands sweat just thinking about these things. Oddly, I like rock climbing and don’t feel afraid when I’m tied on a rope.
I can’t tell left from right. I have to put both hands out in front of me with thumbs touching, and the hand that makes an L is the left hand. I have Left and Right written on my bike handlebars, so if we’re on a trail and DH shouts out “there’s a big drop-off coming up on the right” I don’t have to take my hands of the handlebar and look for the L. I write and do many things with my left hand but there are some tasks I do only with my right hand. My brother and his daughter are left handed. I’m curious to see if Cailan has a hand preference.
I get really into playing games, but I am very competitive. I once got in a serious argument with a guy at a party because of a trivial pursuit question (it was a biology question and the answer on the back of the card was more general than my technically correct answer). My husband had to talk me down. DH and I love to play Scrabble but don’t do it very often because the games can be too intense – and with a 6-month old, who has time to play Scrabble anyway. When Cailan was a newborn and nursing all the time, I did sudokus while he ate.
I love to cook and to bake, bread and pies especially. I haven’t been doing as much of it since Cailan was born. I have this happy fantasy of us both in the kitchen, me making bread while he sits on the floor emptying the Tupperware drawer.
I’m intensely afraid of heights. Standing near the edge of a cliff, or walking across a really tall bridge, my hands sweat just thinking about these things. Oddly, I like rock climbing and don’t feel afraid when I’m tied on a rope.
I can’t tell left from right. I have to put both hands out in front of me with thumbs touching, and the hand that makes an L is the left hand. I have Left and Right written on my bike handlebars, so if we’re on a trail and DH shouts out “there’s a big drop-off coming up on the right” I don’t have to take my hands of the handlebar and look for the L. I write and do many things with my left hand but there are some tasks I do only with my right hand. My brother and his daughter are left handed. I’m curious to see if Cailan has a hand preference.
I get really into playing games, but I am very competitive. I once got in a serious argument with a guy at a party because of a trivial pursuit question (it was a biology question and the answer on the back of the card was more general than my technically correct answer). My husband had to talk me down. DH and I love to play Scrabble but don’t do it very often because the games can be too intense – and with a 6-month old, who has time to play Scrabble anyway. When Cailan was a newborn and nursing all the time, I did sudokus while he ate.
I love to cook and to bake, bread and pies especially. I haven’t been doing as much of it since Cailan was born. I have this happy fantasy of us both in the kitchen, me making bread while he sits on the floor emptying the Tupperware drawer.
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I think I'm doing something wrong here...
). i always hear about cool things there while listening to npr (we get the best reception from the montana station... for whatever reason the wyo. one doesn't come in up here!)
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