Friday, July 26, 2013

Charming Charlie - Employee of the Month

Retail again!?!

Never say never, is so very true. It was late November when I was doing some "holiday" shopping when I decided to walk in to Charming Charlie. I noticed the hiring for seasonal help sign, looked at the parking and decided why not. I say looked at the parking because that was the main reason I said never again to retail. Parking and the holidays = you can not pay me enough money to work there.

I was up and running before the month ended. I kind of surprised myself how much I was enjoying the part-time gig. I got employee of the month and even won a contest. Since I am not a very competitive person I certainly was surprised when I won. As the season came to an end they asked If I would stay for inventory, I said yes. Then after inventory I went in to discuss my last day and they did not want there to be a last day. I have actually tried to give my last day two more times since then and it has yet to work.

I think there is something nice about being wanted, naturally. I keep working here since I really enjoy the people I work with. There was a time when my day job was so terrible that seeing these people at Charming Charlie after hours was the highlight of my day. With that being said, I keep on clocking in.


The facts listed below are all compliments of my clever assistant store manager Sean. He is so clever.





Monday, June 17, 2013

Ski Please

Spring Break 2013 - Best Ski Trip Ever

I was terrified and could not even begin to express the truth of my fear to Jason. Instead I sabotaged myself and tried to over exaggerate on how terrible I am at skiing. This will be my third time to hit the slopes, but first to really try and ski. Thank GOD someone told me about ski blades and kept me in love with this sport, because it truly is so much fun. My first test of faith I was 25, much more fearless. I attempted for one day and was done. I did not know where to begin or how to get up after falling, with no help I decided to at least not hurt myself and hang my poles up for now.

I have been in love with the white powder since my first trip and truly believe you should give everything a second chance, so I went again when I was 26 and the ski's were still not my friend but the rental people suggested I try snow blades. Most people that ski have no idea what these are, but they were a dream come true for me. I loved them and was so happy to make my way down the hill top, back up and down again. I would forever long for the next trip that did not take place until I was 32.

We land, get our car rental, check in the condo, go grocery shopping, get our lift tickets and ski rentals. My ski's were the real deal this time. No snow blades and with the confidence my partner instills in me I was scared, but not terrified. We really do enjoy doing the tourist thing, so we made sure to go scope out Park Cities, walk all the streets and shops of  the historic Main Street. It is just as the movies, pictures and reviews make it out to be. A great dinner and delicious ice cream cone to end the night.








Ski day number one, was good, I even made a few runs without falling. No idea how this happened, but Jason possible thinks I have filled his head with smoke and I think he is overly complimenting me on my "ski skills" either way I will take it. I am eagerly ready to go to the next slope level. I managed to bruise my arm and make some scary falls, but overall it was an awesomely successful day. Thank you!






We rush home to get ready to go in to Park City to meet up with Jason's family that was staying in Deer Valley for some dinner. The food was okay, but the company was spectacular. It was really cool to meet up with them. We enjoyed being able to do this. Making memories is the reason for life.


Day two could have been tragedy. I have a bit of a panic attack and the hard felt tears start rolling down my face. For just a few short seconds I think I am done, never again and have no idea how I am going to get out, up or down. Then before I even realize something comes out in me and says you have to do this and that is all there is to it. Deep breaths and go. I make it. Jason tells me later he thought for sure I was done. We know the value of my dollar and what I actually spent to ski meant way too much to me to chicken out. This was actually the most beautiful ski day ever. We took a 3.5 mile route that was so much fun. That was a ski wrap for this trip. The thought of doing more was exciting, but also knew I had pushed my luck and was very happy with what had taken place.

It is never too late for the hot tub after a day of anything on the snow or so I believe. We managed to make it to the hot tub every day. The scenery you get to take while in the warm bubbly truly is a mental picture you have to keep. We tried to take some photos, but they don't seem to capture the moment.


Day three we went snowmobiling. I was very excited about this since it was Jason's first time, but the trip was not all I had hoped to be. It was nice and we enjoyed it, but not spectacular. We finished up there and decided to make a spur of the moment trip over to Sundance. It was a beautiful and a breathtaking drive. I was officially high on life and so happy we decided to make this right turn. I would never really want to stay there, but it was quaint and nice for a short visit. The food was yummy.






We made our way back to the Canyons in time to see one bad ass concert and get my picture taken with Katherine Hiegl or as her husband refers to her; Katie! This was just one more cherry for the sundae. We figure this was one way to end an awesome trip. We take the gondola down for one last ride. We make a vow to certainly make it back to Utah one day.



Skiing is without a doubt a sport of luxury. It is expensive and even though we did it frugal, I was still forever thankful that I got the opportunity to make this trip. Not only will I get to see the mountains this year I already have a ticket to see the beach and that is a blessing. I am so thankful and lucky.

We had some awesome sushi for our last meal, headed over to return our car rental and get back to the airport to head home.

“Always travel with someone that loves you or is truly concerned with your safety”
“Putting off good vibes in the universe only brings you excellent ones back”

Why is a flea market, called a flea market?


Monday, May 6, 2013

Toes in the Sand



Let me set the mood - Listening to Corpus Christi Bay, Robert Earl Keen - 1-22-13, Holly Wood, FL 4:00 P.M. Work Conference. The only two hour break I get while we are here for three days. I sit on the beach, toes in the sand, write my loved ones some post cards and take in the scenery around me. It has been a terrible 48 hours and I am ready to "meditate" and get some positive energy flowing.



My notes from the few short hours of reflecting-
 The water is such a pretty blue. I made a point to walk a 1/2 of mile or so down the beach to at least feel "away" from the dreariness of my company during this event. I prop my bottom in the sand to take it all in. The hotel is so beautiful and I have the most amazing view. What a shame to not have anyone to share it with. I think I have an epiphany of what it truly means when people say having nice things, but no one to share them with makes them not seem that nice at all. The temperature is a breezy 72 degrees. A nice change from the 50's at home. I can not begin to imagine how frigid the water is. I don't even attempt to touch it. However, there are swimmers in it. I suppose there is always someone not afraid to take the leap and face the storm.




My time is up, I head back and feel happy that I got the two hours I did and was so thankful it brought me closer to the time to head home.

* Make the most out of a terrible situation
*Be the bigger person, it does not really matter in the big scheme of things
*Everyone could use a little meditation, good for the soul
*Writing is therapeutic

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Free Trip


You hear about those "Free Trips" from the time share presentation that try to get you to buy one and take up half of your day. Well, below is our "Free Trip" from our half of day presentation. We paid the 50.00 a piece for taxes and 485.00 for an upgrade, so I guess it wasn't really a "Free Trip", but it could have been. We just wanted a different hotel and airfare. We looked at this trip that we paid 585.00 for the two of us. Hotel (that we wanted) airfare (that allowed us to be there longer), free shuttle and tons of coupons was pretty close to being a "Free Trip".  


The plane lands and the adventure begins. I opted to try and do every ounce of research I could before the trip I anticipate this is going to be easy and breezy. I have read reviews from the worst possible things imaginable happening to some of the best.  As we approach our “free shuttle” ride I am a little weary. However, it seems pretty good. Air conditioning, open space and clean. I ease drop on the other passengers and it seems this is a “free trip” for our other passengers as well. I start to dread that we will be going to the same hotel, but to my relief I hear we are all getting off at different stops, very nice. No one stop that better than the others, so I give myself a pat on the back, not bad at all.

We are the last to be dropped off and finally here. A typical Vegas style there is a lot of stuff going on and our hotel is actually a conference center as well and there seems to be a pool tournament. There is a never ending line for check in. We start to frown, but realize it is moving rather fast and we have our room tickets before we even have time to be upset. We sneak a peek at the not so glamorous pool, but we are not planning to lie out there anyhow. After a little misleading on my part we find the elevator, push and bam we have successfully made it to our steaming not so air-conditioned, no view, and kind of smelly upgraded beautiful room.  I think we are glad we passed on the “free stay” and upgraded.  I cannot even begin to imagine what or where would be if we did not “upgrade”, next time perhaps. We did not come to stay in this room anyhow, we got money to spend and places to see, and VEGAS here we are.




Everyone needs a little fuel, so we manage to find a stereotypical food court in our hotel to munch up on some Quiznos and head out.  Our luxurious stay is going to be at the infamous classic old school stay Rivera! We will now leave our hotel, around 2 p.m. and we will not get back until around 4 a.m. We started our way down the strip, making it to the very end of the very last hotel. Mandalay I believe it was and then we turned around and headed our way back, just as planned.  During this 14 hour trip we experienced more things than  I am sure to remember, but let me try to at least hit the basics.
*learning the pro/cons and getting signed up for players cards
*everything is picture worthy
*spending way too much money for a very terrible side street drink in an obnoxious sort of cup
*keeping a look out for any of our favorite Vegas reality T.V. shows that may be happening
*experiencing the drunk/prostitute/radical/local dressed up class act and many more
*noticing daylight move to dark, but having too much fun to stop and eat
*spending hours at Flamingo’s (my favorite)
*started playing the games via computer than braving on up to the table
*each hotel is like a new world
*craps is where it is at
*free shows offered along the way "The Pirate Show at Treasure Island"







It finally dawns on us that we are not 100% of the reality of how our feet will handle the rest of the pavement.  Worse case we can get a cab, but we both secretly want to finish the adventure how we started. That is why we make such a good team. Thankfully with the darkness it is not nearly as hot as the day time was. We spend the walk comparing the parts of the strip and agree that we are happy our hotel is at the end. It is definitely a much different pace. I think the further away we get from the lights and action the more we realize that our feet are begging us to stop. Unfortunately for Jason our room was not any cooler when we got in. I was pajamas on, teeth brushed, face cleaned and out.  Successful Vegas night# 1.

Day two we realized our feet were not so keen on all the walking. We opted to get creative and look for a different route and to check out the tram. We had to make a quick stop at the station for some rock stars and then we were ready. It was a bit of walk through the stoplights, sweltering sun, racing to beat the traffic cross, in between the woods and around the fence, but to our surprise we came across another resort hotel. Making a future note that it may be a good idea to stay there, to be off the strip, but having the tram right up to your hotel was a bonus. It was over all pretty quit, we walked in to this awesome looking club made ourselves at home, taking some pictures and left with a definite come back here thought.
The tram was so worth it and actually kind of fun. You got a different view of the hotels and strips. On some of the stops you would come up from the back side of the hotels. You would see the workers and delivery guys.  I kind of like to be able to see the reality of an everyday world in my time of vacation.  




We made our stop at the closes one to get to Aria. We had planned to make this our pool day experience.  We are such “rule followers” we were worried about getting in to the pool. Lidia had even given me her honeymoon hotel card from when she and her beau had stayed there not too long ago. However, to our surprise there was not any issue getting in to the pool, but we were also given passes for a free drink and admission to liquid. This is the equivalent to a bar, but in a pool. It was really cool, but in order to have a seat it was a minimum 150 and not to mention for safety hazard we could not even have our bags with us. I think I will pass. We scurry along on to a perfect spot, by one of the multiple pools and we were set. Our bartender and waitress were extremely friendly and other than a little more entertainment on the people watching side we could not have asked for a better day.






After the pool, we decided to make our way to all the local tourist hot spots. We stopped and had a late lunch, at this awesome sushi place in The Bellagio. We had to head back to the hotel, so we could have time to hit up old Vegas. It was a little hectic trying to figure out what bus went which way, but we got it. The crowd was a little sketch and no matter how bad we really wanted to stop of at Pawn Stars we knew it was not in our best interest.

Old Vegas aka the Original Vegas was pretty awesome. They have zip lining going down through the streets. I would so do this another time. There were stages and a ton of entertainers. We happen to witness someone getting handcuffed and taken away from our black jack table.  We made sure to hit the golden nugget and leave behind some money. We actually lost the most money here. I really thought we would do better. Oh well, maybe next time. I would really like to spend more time on Fremont Street!






Holy Cow, while I am writing all of this down I really cannot believe we did as much as we did. We made our way to see the animal exhibit Dolphins/Tigers at The Mirage.  Stop for a few more tourist hot spots. A room where everything was made of flowers, the chocolate place and the neto Beatles show that is going on there right now.







We had to literally bust a move to get on the bus to get to New York New York for one last fabulous meal, a few more slot machine pulls and then a wardrobe change out to see our sexy Zumantiy Cirq show. It was awesome. It was kind of funny to see some woman get up and leave. I did not even think the show was that risqué, but perhaps it was. We thoroughly enjoyed it. After the show I think we got to take our slot machine addiction for a few more times and then really had to let go. We waited in the quick line for our cab, watching all the people coming in for the weekend and probably feeling a little bit of envy.




We already have a little list started for next time!
*Famous eatery is a must, instead of an option
*Pawn stars
*A concert
*Try something from the chocolate place
*Massages
*Limo Ride
*Zip line down Fremont St.
Back to Dallas we go!