The Utah Trotter

Today I am revealing an underground project that I have been researching, writing, designing and shooting for months.  I have been making contacts across the Wasatch Front, taking pictures like a mad man, and now I am finally unveiling my new project that probably only a fraction of you will find interesting, haha!

Welcome to The Utah Trotter!  This will be my blog geared towards my horse acquaintances and complete strangers alike, in an attempt to provide content for what I consider an untapped place of communication for Utah horse lovers.  There used to be a newspaper in Utah that circulated some horse news- horse shows, trainers and the sweetest little snippets of Cowboy Poetry- and the slow demise of printed media quickly did away with that Utah Horseman's staple.  I'm hoping to revive a common place for those brave horse enthusiasts who carry on despite dwindling arenas, disappearing trails, and longer drives to your faithful steed.

Is it ambitious? Yes. Is it terrifying? Much more than I thought it would be.  Will it be worth it?  Only time will tell.  But I hope it catches on, and that horse people thrive in an online community where the miles between barns and highways between trails are obsolete. 

PS-  If anyone has any suggestions (such as what to do about the somewhat painful color scheme)  I'd love to hear it!  Thanks for all your support of this tiny blog, and this other also tiny blog as it becomes (hopefully) slightly less tiny :) 



Portland at Sunrise

After a whirling dervish of a 5 day driving/walking/eating/music-ing trek to Portland, it is very good to be home.  And I am incredibly relieved that home is still home, and not the home we bid on.  Alas, someone else had more money than we did when it came to the 1890's gem in historic draper, and while Dan and I would love to own a home like that someday, I think both of us were a little relieved that someday isn't today.  There are many more homeless adventures yet to be had.

I had a wonderful time with our new camera in Portland, and I promise that a photojournal shall follow shortly. I had some nice breakthroughs with the camera, and of course lots of frustrations. The camera is going to be smarter than me for a very long time, and I have to make peace with that as I continue to build my skills.

More than anything, I loved traveling with Dan again, who is my ideal traveling companion. It's so convenient that we're married.  Now I just need to convince him that all that money he wants to spend on a mortgage would be ideally spent on lots of plane tickets, hostels, phrase books and museum admissions.

All in all, the past week has been a powerful and wonderful reminder of the lesson that I learned in Eastern Europe, which is that you are ALWAYS home.  Earth was created in such a variety of expanses, climates, elevations and waterways, and it's all yours for the taking.  Home is a dream, home is a place, and home is a feeling.  For me, it always feels like it's everywhere, and for that I feel incredibly lucky.  Today, home is the comfort of my lifelong partner, home is our shared visions of the future, and home is a funny 2 bedroom in sugarhouse, in the hills of our paradoxical Zion.


Property Virgins

HGTV makes it look like putting in an offer is a five minute ordeal, and nothing can go wrong.

I have officially been sitting here longer than an episode of House Hunters International, and still haven't heard from Dan, who is at this very moment signing away our lives to attempt to buy an 1890's update brick home on half an acre in Draper.  It's our little first home dream of all dreams, so once this offer is in, all we can do is wait to see how much of our future we just entrusted to banks, jobs, economies and building inspectors.

PS- is anyone looking for a 2 BR in Sugarhouse with a vintage 1956 General Electric Kitchen Center? 


Adobe Relationshop 10.0

It was not unusual for me to stay until 5 or 6 o'clock at night after an afternoon deadline to flirt with format the Lehi High School Newspaper.  Before most of those computers were equipped with internet and gchat and other distracting features, I could sit and just mess with Quark Xpress to my heart's content.  I learned photo tricks and layers and rulers and adjustments and I actually wrote the high school's 20 page manual and guidelines for Quark as if I were writing sonnets of my endless 17 year old love.  The final copy wasn't sealed with a kiss and sprayed with a bit of my favorite perfume, but it should have been.

I hear they've since moved on to Adobe Indesign, and it took me a couple pints of Haagen Dazs and a month of chick flicks in bed to get over it.

I suppose I did get over it- like forgotten 6th period love notes scratched on college rule, I have not opened the shortcut to my personal copy of Quark in years. I love formatting, but there's been no need, and Quark's obsolete status in the rest of the world has made me wonder why I held on so long. Well, this past week I spent 7 hours in a short format Adobe Photoshop course, and it was the fastest 7 hours of my life. Let's just say there's a new man in my life, and I can't take my eyes off him. 

Like most relationships, this one has an expensive beginning.  You have to prove you're willing to go to extremes together, try them out, spend time together, find out if you're compatible, and invest, invest, invest. with boyfriends, it looks like dinner. With software, it looks like class. The U offers a whole short format web design certificate in the Adobe suite, and when I think about it, my palms get sweaty, my heart races, and I pull out a mirror and start teasing my hair in some uncontrollable desperation to look good.

 But it's an expense, as is everything in this world, as is my certification for Hippotherapy, as is our camera, and as is eating 3 full meals a day.  At some point, I have to stop being the Bachelorette of Hobbies and send a few of the boys packing. Here I stand before a dozen beautiful hobbies, and but a few roses. 

Only my version doesn't have that creeper host.  


Please, Don't Invite Us Out to Dinner

You know I'm not much of the life updating type via le blog, but on occasion I like having the opportunity to share some of the crazy intentions I have for myself on a, let's say, semesterly basis.  Today, I really truly am excited about the future. 

One of the big things is that we got a new, real, entry level but wonderful SLR camera. I'm thrilled that I will finally be able to take a picture of a horse EXACTLY at the moment that I mean to (and then some at 4.1 frames per second), and have more zoom than a couple of feet. I'm stoked that I will be able to travel and be truly proud of the photos that I take. For Dan, it has video, so we will finally be able to get quality footage from his band shows and get quality photos in the low level lighting of music venues.  And, as Dan says, someday (longfromnow) when have kids (longlonglongfromnow) we will be able to preserve those memories in quality (in10yearsfromthismomentfromnow). In our current lives, it's just a way to greatly enhance all the things that we're doing for fun, but eventually, we also hope that it will be a way to greatly enhance the things we're doing for work and family, too. 

Hand in hand with that, I'm back in school! (sort of). I'm taking a bunch of short night classes right now to earn my certificate in Adobe Design, so eventually I will be a whiz with photoshop, dreamweaver, indesign, and other pertinent programs. That way if one of us ever wants a real website for something, anything, we won't have to pay someone else a million dollars to make it for us.

Next, I'm going to have to take a small break from Camp K, and start to focus my volunteer hours at an accredited facility in Park City, in hopes that in the next year, I can be certified to give lessons to individuals with disabilities. Camp K was an absolute gift in enlightening me to this world, and helping me to believe that I could do this, and now I just need to apply myself to see if this could be something that I could see myself doing in the long haul.  Maybe I'm crazy, but I really think that I could. 

And finally, in a couple weeks Dan and I and a friend are roadtripping to Portland! We're going to see the Decemberists play in their hometown, and we'll get the chance to visit a great city in an area of the country I've never been to, and can't wait to get to know better.  I'm eager for the experience, and I'm REALLY stoked to take the camera (insertgirlishSQUEALSofdelight).  Lorraineinspain is back to travelling the plain!

Also, a camera, a tuition bill and a vacation later, we are really really really poor now, so if you want to hang out with us, say so, and we will make an extra large pot of cheap pasta to share with you, sprinkled with our love.