Monday, July 27, 2009

Indy


Well - I don't have much to say about this week. Nothing like last week, that's for sure. Indy has never been a favorite city of mine, and I think it will stay as such.
I did go out to dinner with a friend of mine from Kripalu, which was really nice. Ashley and I spoke about Kripalu as if it were a dream, a good dream at that. I can't believe I was there only a few months ago - it seems like years. I miss the silence and calm, not my life at all these days. In fact, I've failed to continue my Yoga practice lately. I did teach one class this weekend, which reminded me of how much I love it and need it. I'm headed to Chicago this week, and hope to catch a few classes. It's so interesting to watch the changes in the body and mind. At the beginning of the tour, I needed to attend classes, couldn't keep my own private practice, a month ago I didn't need classes, I was more content with my private practice, now I feel like I don't have the time and don't need it (but I know I do). Yes, I've been travelling a lot lately, dealing with a mortgage and moving into my new home, but those are terrible excuses. I have a gift card for a massage, perhaps I need to get there. Massages tend to remind my mind that my body still exists and vice versa. Perhaps Yoga will then blossom again? (See, even Jason is doing Yoga and I'm not -- what?!!!)
Indy was a fine weekend. Rather slow for us. It was a rainy weekend. Friday night there were 3, yes 3 thunderstorms, and the rain just poured. I woke in the middle of the night and paced my room, worried about the tents, until I realized I couldn't do anything but get a rood nights rest and deal with the situation in the morning fully awake. What would I do, go to the site and hold down one of the 22 legs of our tents hoping it wouldn't blow over. (I've been known to do this before and it's just plain stupid.) I had to give my trust and faith to my crew and myself for setting the tents up well. Saturday morning we drove into Indy and the tents looked untouched, except for the shining white tops that practically blinded us all in the sun. The rain and wind last night were really unbelievable. They cleaned our tents better than we'd ever seen them before. The tents were standing strong, had barely moved but a few inches. I was relieved and reminded of my crazy pacing last night. Ah well. What the devotion to a job can do, right? ;)
We made it though yet another weekend with only a month and a half left. We're all becoming a little more like ourselves, I think. I'm a little wilder (as most people know me), Kerri is finally feeling like herself again, Jason is barking orders as always (but with more gusto since Lexi wasn't here this weekend) and Giovanni is more sarcastic (in a good way) than I've seen her before. We are having a good time again, and ready to rock it in Evanston!

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Cape Cod







V A C A T I O N ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Could I hint at being any louder? ;)
I made it to my home on the Cape and slept like a rock for my first night. I didn't realize how tired I was until I got on the airplane heading away from work. It was a huge relief to know I was going away for a bit. Don't get me wrong, I love my job, but it's a lot of work - so I was thrilled to be looking the other way for a week. And what better place to go then to my new home?!?!
Gosh, I just love it. I wake up early Monday morning to a cool breeze, the beautiful warming sunshine and the sound of a golf club nicking a golf ball into a green green field. Oh, how glorious!
I head straight to my local grocery store - exploring while I have a car. The rest of the week I'll be car less. My vehicle is at my mother's home to rest for the summer while I'm on the road with Kashi. On my way home, I make a visit to my new clubhouse to get my picture taken for my new membership card. And I make a lovely brunch of multi grain pancakes with maple syrup, cashew butter and local juicy strawberries while waiting for my dear father to arrive.
Late morning, we head into town, walking through Brewster, checking out the Yoga classes, the restaurants, the local main store, the beautiful flowers, and, of course, the inviting bay, which was at low tide. I'd forgotten what low tide meant on the bayside. We could walk what seemed like miles out to the sea along the sand. It was awesome!
I spent the afternoon cleaning and organizing while my father took a light summer nap in the sunlight on my new couch. We were getting acclimated to my new home. For dinner, we walk along the golf course path to my clubhouse, The Linx. Yummy!
Tuesday morning we wake up early to head to the bay to swim, and then over to the pool house, which is within walking distance to my condo. We drive over to the ocean side in the afternoon and find a little hidden cove to look at the shellfish. For dinner, we cook at home and then go out for drinks at a local bar to watch the All-Star game. I had no idea how popular the Red Sox were in Cape Cod until I walk into this bar. My father was overwhelmed with all the Red Sox poster, hats, socks, coasters, etc, (he's a Yankees fan). But we had a good time anyway watching the game, drinking some beer and listening to some live music.
Wednesday my father drive to S Yarmouth to pick up my lil' sis at her group home and I go for a bike ride. Oh my goodness! The best part of my condo is the bike path. The club is on the path, and I can take it all the way to both ends of the Cape. That's 60 miles of heaven. And what a beautiful path it is.
When Zanders arrives, my sis, the three of us spend the afternoon cleaning my condo, enjoying the space, swimming in the pool and sweating in the sauna. We have a nice family dinner from the farmer's market and watch a movie.
Thursday morning my father goes home and Z and I hop on the bike path. We bike for 3 hours! Come home for lunch, then take the free shuttle over to the bay. We swim way out in the bay and come back to the pool to hang out in the sauna and shower. When we make it home, we have a lovely dinner and watch another movie, while admiring the ship on my wall, which came with the house.
Friday morning a good friend of mine, Kyra of Braintree, comes down for the day, and Zands goes back home - taking her bike with her, promising she will bike more often. Kyra, my friend, and I explore the town a bit more and have some lovely fried whole-belly clam and lobster rolls along with fresh clam chowder from JT's, complimented with a glass of German Riesling - our favorite wine to share.
Friday night I am alone. But, boy is it quiet here. I take a lovely walk after dinner through some of the other villages. I feel very safe in my home, because there are so many condos around - over 900! But, it's so quiet where I live, I sometimes forget I'm surrounded by so many other people. So, I go for a walk. I'm not used to sleeping completely alone in a home, my own no less.
Saturday morning, my mother and step-father arrive. We do a little cleaning and then take the shuttle over to the bay where we witness a beautiful wedding on the beach and have a mojito at the terrace in the mansion. Gosh, it's just so beautiful here. While sitting on the terrace, I can look out on the bay over the trees. When we get home, we hop into the car and have dinner at the Northside Restaurant on Main Street in Brewster. A true find. I have unbelievably delicious lobster ravioli with clam sauce. Yum! Gosh the seafood is good here.
Sunday, we clean a little more and then head over to the ocean. My mother and I ride our bikes over to the ice cream shop in Brewster and then use our sugar highs to pedal over to the beach. We end up at Light House Beach and boy, is it amazing. The water is 60 degrees, the tide is low and the waves are perfect. We end up staying the whole afternoon swimming and laying on the beach, swimming again, and laying on the beach to dry. We go for a walk and watch seals dip in and out of the water.
After a long and final soak in the sun, we drive back toward Brewster, stopping at a fish market to purchase lobster. Oh wowsers! We buy 2 big, fresh and live lobster and drive home with a bag of moving bodies. Art and I pull them out of the bags, initially afraid of the little monsters, and then let them race outside in the grass. Ha! When we finally get them in the pot, my mother and I prep the rest of the meal. When we finally sit down, we toast to my new home over a bottle of champagne and start cracking shells and sucking meat. Gosh, I sound like a wild and crazy carnivore! I haven't had lobster since I was 8 years old in Maine. And boy, are they good and so messy.
Monday morning comes, my final day on the Cape, and my mother and I get down and dirty with the cleaning. I am ever grateful for how much my mother helps me. When we leave, that house looks spic and span! Wowsers! We did everything you could possibly imagine, and moved all my personal belongings into my shed so my renters would come to a home comfortable for their own lives. We finish the day with dinner at a local fish shop with crab rolls and ice cream, and then Art drives us back to their home in CT.
The next morning I start travelling at 8am toward NY, where my flight flies out of. My Grandmother lives in Westchester County, and I wanted to see her before I went back to work. I take her out for a lovely lunch and discuss the present and past. Although a quick visit, it's always a nice once.
I hop a plane back to work. Ah work...
I figured by telling you a day by day, you would understand what an amazing place I live in. And I hope someday you'll think about visiting me. It's worth the visit, I assure you!

Apparently, I missed the busiest event we've had yet in Ann Arbor and I also missed meeting some Kellogg's people, which I am disappointed about. But I did learn that I have some followers out there who read my blog weekly, and I just wanted to give a shout out to my new found followers in BattleCreek, MI. I think you know who you are. ;) Thanks for stopping by, and I'm sorry I didn't get to meet you.
It's funny, I sometimes forget that people actually read what I write. And to find out I have some weekly followers is very exciting and encouraging!
Hello to you readers and welcome to Sunie's life. Feel free to make comments anytime!
:)

Heading into Michigan




I'm a little due on my blog... so sorry. :)
I spent the week in Ypsilanti, MI while working on my closing for my new house and trying to rest for the weekend to come. I had the truck, so I couldn't really go anywhere.
I did it! I closed on my first home, July 8th, on my little sister's birthday. Almost a week later than it supposed to close, but better late than never. My mother and realtor called me up jingling the keys into the phone. Very exciting! Now I just can't wait to get there and live in it for a few days. And, perhaps, the rest of my life.
I went on a lovely nature walk while waiting out this whole fiasco, and saw beautiful swans and little ducks swimming around a thickly overgrown pond. Very peaceful and green. Just what I needed.
After meeting a few people at the hotel, who were thrilled to get some Kashi coupons for their wives, I headed to Plymouth for the Art Festival.
The event went well, but slower than I thought it would, because I was waiting to head out to my new home, of course. I hopped onto a plane Sunday night, arriving late in Boston, jumped into a rental car, and arrived at my new home at midnight on Sunday. I had to sneak to the back and reach into a bin filled with spiders where my mother left the keys for me. And I entered into a new era of my life...

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Lisle, IL







Made my way from Omaha to St Louis to do the smallest refurb week in the history of the Kashi Day of Change Tour. :) Took me several hours as I wachted the temperature lower considerable while making my way to St Louis. It was much lovelier there. And I had a great ride stopping for bio-diesel and talking with my big sis, who's coming on tour with me for 2 weeks as a temp staffer near the end. We're both thrilled!
Once I arrived in St Louis, I picked up a delivery and headed over to a company that makes our graphics on our truck - we needed to change our list of stops on the back. We're half way through! Wow!
I ended up spending a bit of time in my hotel room in St Louis, but Kent (my first tour manager) came by Monday night and brought me out to dinner at a micro-brewery in St Charles. It was quite lovely. A small little town with brick roads and old buildings alongside a river. And, although I was busy with trying to get my loan settled for a Thursday closing, I spent most of my time alone reading. It was really quite lovely.
Wednesday rolled around and I picked Brandy to drive her up to Lisle, IL (just outside of Chicago). I was waiting for the phone to ring telling me whether I was approved or not. My mother was signing for me on Thursday and I needed to tell her whether she needed to drive all the way up to the Cape or not.
My loan company, Lending Tree, decided that I needed to send about 10 more documents, random things they should have asked me for in the beginning, and the underwriter decided I didn't qualify. WHAT?! So, they had to redo all the paperwork and change the loan amount, the interest rate and the points so I could qualify for the loan. Then they asked me to basically resend all my info in again. I was outraged, and not a happy driver.
By the time I got into Lisle, I was 30 minutes late for my site check because of traffic, which didn't matter, fortunately, and headed to my hotel to e-mail, fax and call Lending Tree back with all the information they decided they needed again. Craziness! We had our team meeting and headed to Lisle in the morning (my "closing" day.)
After a great set up, slow day, showing Dani, my boss from Relay around, and dealing with a loan that never was approved on my closing day because the underwriter screwed up the loan amount, so my poor mother is going to have to go home and then come back again on Monday (or whenever), I went to bed, exhausted.
It may be the buyers market for real estate prices, but it sure isn't the buyers market for people that can't pay outright and need a loan to help them along the way. It's been so stressful, and still isn't over. We couldn't close Friday because Lending Tree was closed since it was the day before July 4th. Blah!
We got through the weekend well enough. I got to teach Yoga quite a bit this weekend. It was nice to get back in touch with yoga again. I did a lot of back openers, so my spine felt like jelly when I went to bed. I had 2 girls stick with me through every single class on Friday. It was nice to have regulars at a festival.
Saturday, I took Lexi and myself over to a Henna tent at the festival and had henna tatoos done. Something I've been wanting to do for years! And it was lovely. Lexi's was a little more creative, but I liked it just the same. Notice my lovely picture. :)
Sunday we pretty much had the day off. Our first Sunday off since we started this tour. And we spent in royally. Giovanna left Sunday to take her vacation and Lexi, Jason and I headed to a cubs game to celebrate our Sunday off and Lexi's birthday, which was Saturday! Friday was Giovanna's birthday. And next week is Kerri's birthday. Can you imagine travelling with that many females and all are Cancers, except me? Craziness all around!
On to Michigan.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Central Time




Made it to Central time after a long drive from Seattle to Omaha.
The drive was gorgeous. Washington and Montana are lovely states. I took a little back highway through the end of Montana and I was the only person on the road for miles. It was awesome! Most of the time I was driving through empty land, no people or animals (that I could see). When I went through a little town a boy ran out to the end of his driveway and gave me the "honk your horn" signal, I was thrilled! And so was he. The horn on Brandy is just unbelievably loud. I love it. And that was one of the few things I wanted to do while on the road this year. Actually, I got to do it twice in one day. A lot can happen and a little can happen in 11 hours of driving in a truck in one day. :) I was driving on a major highway, and this little boy and mother were walking along a road right next to the highway. The little boy was pulling his arm down to sign "honk the horn!" When I did it, he jumped up for joy into his mother's happy arms. It was adorable.
I spent one night in Missoula, MT, where Lexi lived for a while and walked through the little town. It's in the middle of rolling green hills and lovely.

I stopped in 2 more random towns and even drove the truck up to Mount Rushmore in South Dakota to see the chiseled faces of the 4 early presidents. It was pretty neat. And a crazy ride in a truck.
After 3 straight days of driving, I arrived in hot Omaha. It was 100 degrees every day. Ack! And we worked outside from 7 in the morning until 8 at night Friday - Sunday. It was crazy. But the event was awesome. People out here don't know much about Kashi and don't have so many recyclable bags. It turned out to be a great event. Even with the crazy hear!
Don't have much to say this time around... I'm in the middle of getting my loan straightened out. Supposed to close next Thursday and still don't have an approved loan. Craziness!
By the way, that's Dave, the Kashi guy, proud next to his yellow rented car. matching Kashi's colors. He swears he didn't request it! ;)