Saturday, December 31, 2016

snapshots of my current life in Boulder


losing my best cashmere jumper for three days, thinking it's gone forever, and then finding it being used as a doll's underblanket

Cecilia sitting on the downstairs loo down the corridor shouting out, a propos of nothing: "I love you, Sue!"




the pedicurist telling me she likes my socks and my responding that I bought them at McGuckins (a well-known Boulder independent hardware shop) and feeling like a local

wondering why the baked potatoes aren't cooking at 200 degrees, and Isaac reminding me that they cook in Fahrenheit over here, not Centigrade

seeing a bobcat in the garden - halfway in size between a domestic cat and a labrador - and finding out they are vicious, eat deer as well as rodents, should be avoided as urgently as one would avoid a bear (which I saw in the garden last year) and that animal control should immediately be alerted

playing game after game after game after game of Guess Who (fortunately I like Guess Who)

eating the tastiest Christmas turkey I have had in years

seeing seven deer calmly grazing in the garden (on a different day from the bobcat's visit)

mastering the vast washer, the immense dryer, the dishwasher, learning which day the weekly milk is delivered and where to store it, but failing to realise that the temperature one cooks things at should be not only in Fahrenheit, but also altered for the higher altitude 

loving the way the children say "aminals" not "animals" and hoping this continues for another couple of years

being so pleased at a delivery of ready made food from a friend of Isaac and Wendy's and then when warming it up, managing to burn it (though the majority of it was edible); oh dear, it seems that anything to do with cooking over here has been my Achilles heel

taking an afternoon walk in crisp air under a blue sky with a view of the mountains, wearing my sunglasses 

being so delighted at learning how to use the complicated television controls that I do a victory dance, waving my arms around and puncturing the paper lampshade with the remote 

watching the Ellen DeGeneres show (during the aforementioned pedicure) where a novice screenwriter is picked up in a Starbucks and asked by Ellen to say what the screenplay is about in three words, and thinking OMG a one sentence logline was hard enough, and watching enviously as she is invited onto the show to have a scene acted out by Ellen and Tom Hanks, and then when they ham it up, feeling grateful it's not my screenplay they are massacring

drinking wine during the pedicure and moving on to a Mexican restaurant with Isaac and Wendy and getting sozzled on just one margarita and wondering if alcohol makes you drunker quicker at higher altitudes (Boulder is a mile high)

realising with some dismay (at my insularity?) that the kids telly programmes I enjoy the most are either English or Irish....oooh,  oooh, apart from Paw Patrol



Wishing you all a Happy New Year from Boulder!
  

14 comments:

marmee said...

and a happy new year to you and yours too! nice to see bits of your Boulder life....

Sue Hepworth said...

Thank you, Marmee!
wishing you every good thing for 2017 x

Jonty Willis said...

Happy new year Sue.
Jonty XX

Sue Hepworth said...

And to you and all the family,
Lots of love
Xxxxx

ana said...

It is a HIGH life there, Sue. Very very best wishes to you all for the New Year! Thanks for taking time to give us a peek into your Boulder retreat

21 months granddaughter can be amused for ages on long car trips ( many of these over the holidays) by her mothers light cashmere style cardigan/wrap. Legs into the sleeves, disappearing acts, peek a boo, tent living. Such a delight

Sue Hepworth said...

Best wishes Ana to you and yours!

lyn said...

Happy New Year Sue. By the time you're ready to go home, you'll have the cooking down pat & then have to readjust to sea level cooking!

Sue Hepworth said...

Happy New Year, Lyn. I am not convinced!
Wishing you all the best for 2017.

Anonymous said...

Happy New Year Sue. I started the year with my two small grandchildren climbing into bed with me - nothing finer. Enjoy your small people and bottle your memories to bolster you for times to come. Wishing you contentment in 2017. Jenetta

Sue Hepworth said...

Thank you, Jenetta. I began the new year with a polar bear climbing into my bed bringing fish to eat.

Unknown said...

We love you Sue. I especially love hearing your take on your visit. Xoxo LRH

Sue Hepworth said...

Xxxxxxxx

Anonymous said...

Happy New Year to you and your family Sue. Lovely to read your snapshot of life in Boulder. Sally xx

Sue Hepworth said...

Thank you.Sally.
Happy New Year to you, too.