June 2016 Wrap-Up

Final two weekends of June in review starring:

Harley’s, Beers, Best Buds and the Hubs.

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Two weekends ago I parked the Jeep on a Thursday night and didn’t get back in it until the following Monday morning.   I miss those days like summers past.  Teaching + Summers Off = no 4 wheels unless I had to.  Life now doesn’t give me that luxury anymore, so when I get the opportunity, I take full advantage!

Friday, June 17th

Jeans Day Friday’s is my favorite day of the work week.  These have only been implemented in the last year and when it did, my Harley and I sent a Thank You note to our President.

No, I am definitely not kidding.

This was big time, kids.  BIG TIME!

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An invite to Testicle Festival in South Bend, NE with a group of friends had us on the road for a fun little Friday.

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An evening of cold beers and fried testicles?  How could you say no to that?  😉  After a handful of hours, four of the five couples in attendance decided to ride down to Louisville to Heron Bay, my fave little bar on the river.  Unfortunately some bike issues had Tracey and I sidelined while we waited for the boys to work their magic a few miles back.   The neighborhood dogs didn’t much appreciate our presence, however, the neighbors were eager to help out a few damsels in distress.  Even offered a beer while we waited.  Thanks small town Nebraska.

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Soon after we were rolling on home to a sweet lightening show and a few sprinkles.  A most perfect and serene Friday night ride.  Some of the best!

Saturday, June 18th

Each year Tyree and I head out on a Thelma and Louise day, without the lunatic ending.  The last few years we’ve used it as a not-so-dry run to the annual B!tch run.  I like to test out my map, check the roads, notify the bar owners of the date and use that day as my chance to make any necessary adjustments, which works out perfect.  Our day began at 10am and we were off!

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Slightly overcast in the morning but after a few of these ridiculous shots of hell, recommended by a bar patron, we were nice and warmed up.

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Many miles, new friends and laughter later, our photos always turn into nonsense.

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Certainly nothing to do with these…

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Now the question is, were these our shots of schnapps and crown … or something more yummy and a new location?

We don’t shot and tell.

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A perfectly magnificent Thelma and Louise day and have the 11th Annual B!tch Run nailed down.  Check Check to another lovely June summer day.

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Sunday, June 19th – Father’s Day

Due to an unfortunate last minute Fathers Day plan cancellation courtesy of an illness,  I found myself flying solo Father’s Day morning.

Which was a-ok with me!

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I set out mid-morning for some solo riding, of which are most often my favorite rides.  I started riding 12 years ago and when I wasn’t on a poker run (which seemed to be every single weekend back in the day), I rode on my own during the weekdays.   I’d set out in a direction and go, just me and my Sporty.   I was in a deep transition period both physically and mentally while I was closing out my life in Clarinda and making the plans for a clean slate in Omaha.  It’s those solo rides that always put everything into perspective and truly helped define who I was.  I still love those solo rides and heading out on Father’s Day Sunday was like a breath of fresh air.  I rode all the backroads leading out of NE into IA for a few hours and then soon found myself in Clarinda, crashing Clint’s fathers day plans with his dad, Kyle and the rest of the fam bam.   Ok, so I didn’t crash it, I was always welcome, but I had planned to be elsewhere, so I like to say I crashed it. 🙂

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They had just gotten in from riding the horses around the acreage when I rolled in.   How cute is this pic of Clint and Kyle?   They are alike in so many ways.

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A few hours of shooting the shit, beers and dinner on the breezeway was a perfect ending to what started out as a botched Sunday.

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And then it was time to roll!

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For my two-wheeled riders, you know how much gravel sucks.   But, I’ll do it.  Just give me time.

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Tuesday, June 21st.

Justin Bieber – Lincoln, NE.

Brooke had some extra tickets.

Jessica asked, “wanna go?”

I said, “You bet!”

Belieber?  Nope.   Life experiences?  Yep.

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Bieber was a total douche on stage, lacked enthusiasm in the worst way imaginable, rarely interacted with the audience and was so self-righteous he paused to take at least 6 water breaks during the concert and made a complete spectacle of it by pausing all music, standing center stage, spotlight on him.

While he chugged a water bottle.

Really, Biebs?  REALLY?

Get over yo’self.

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Friday, June 24th 

Date night with my hubby and my first glance at his newest bulletin board!  Walkup Woods is coming along, folks!

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Saturday, June 25th

A day of riding through Southwest Iowa with Tina, dodging rain drops and rain clouds.

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A few hours spent with Troy, Sara and their two girls in the late afternoon before heading back to Omaha for dinner with Clint, his mom and Gaylen rounded out Saturday and as for Sunday, an early afternoon INSANITY class followed by some pool and sun time with Claire and Briton.  I might have gotten schooled on Shopkins too. 🙂

 

Basically,

Summer needs to NEVER end. 

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Cheers!

 

Ozarks 2016 | Girls Trip

Another girls trip to Jessica’s moms on the Lake of the Ozarks is now in the books and as always, it came and went far too quickly. The trip never disappoints and I’m always impressed at the amount of booze a few chicks can consume.

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What I love most about this little trip is it’s with girls who are laid back, free spirits, trustworthy, not worried about nor ever even mentioned body image/swimsuit comfort levels, accepting, supportive and of course crazy fun.

That’s a combination worthy of repetition.

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Our crew of 5 left the Omaha area around noon on a Thursday and headed South to meet up with the Des Moines crew of 2.   We all made it around the 6 o’clock hour and headed to the grocery store to pick up our food and drink for the weekend.

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Our plan for the next few days: to drink, eat and be merry and never once leave the premises with the exception of a boat ride or Jet Ski ride.

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Mission: Accomplished.

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We drank.  

A lot.

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Don’t you worry your pretty little faces.   We killed the beers too.

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We swam.

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We sunbathed with Joey

 

Most of all we made sure to have zero cares.

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We PiYo’d by the lake each morning.

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And cooled off by jumping into the lake, immediately following, fully clothed.   Because how else would you do it?

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We sang Karaoke.  

And by “we” I mean everyone but me! 🙂

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We took a boat ride thanks to Jeff and Donna, the two greatest hosts of all time!

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Enjoyed dinners together on the patio.

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And also where we chatted well into the late hours of the night watching some of the most beautiful sunsets you could see.

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And maybe even creeped on the neighbors a bit.  

#glasshouse

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Oooh girl… I’m telling.

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Snuggle time at the top of the stairs for no real reason other then it sounded like a great idea.

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We even enjoyed a few evening walks…

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 or skips, if you were Jess and I.

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And sometimes we had a little too much drinky drinky before the noon hour.

No judgement.   Vacay.

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Basically our weekend was full of laughter, sunshine, tan lines, sun burns for a few, booze, food, entertaining girl talk, a few happy tears and a ton of awesome memories that leave us talking about it for weeks to come.

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Yet another amazing Ozarks trip in the books.   I’m already scheduling in my head the next one.  

Donna – next weekend cool?

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Cheers!

 

 

Weekend in Review | June 12th

Just a mini post and recap.  Don’t get too excited.

A last minute invite to Lee Brice on a Thursday night was just the ticket for a warm summer evening!  Beer, girlfriends, roof tops and a nice breeze  = winning in my book.  Thanks, T for the ticket and Stir Cove for a cool view! 🙂

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FINALLY I am digging my soft top.   Let me tell ya… it’s a dream removing but a nightmare putting back on.  What the WHAT?  Let’s just say, if I get caught in a rainstorm, I’m going to be soaked by the time that bad boy is back on.image

Working on that lat development.  I see you.   I see you.

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Weddings are always a joy.   Especially when we get to play dress up.

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Congrats Bailie Skidmore Preston.  You were stunning!

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Weekend rides are always my fave summer activity.  Even if it’s 100 million degrees out there.

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And I am convinced that laid back Sunday’s consisting of driveway tinkering, tv watching and grocery store shopping is the way to live life.

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Currently gearing up to roll out Country Heat Live – Beachbody Live’s newest group exercise format.   It was a TON of fun to be one of 30 master Trainer’s on a call with our CEO Carl Daikeler and the one and only Autumn Calabrese, maker of 21 Day Fix and Country Heat.

Get excited folks.  You should get certified.  Even if you have never taught before – this one is right up your alley.  Small town folks, this is me looking at you.   Don’t be shy.  Get on this bandwagon!

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Do you see me?!?!

Hint: I love hats.

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Cheers to June and this amazing summer HEAT!!!

All Dogs Go To Heaven

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Champ

Rough few weeks for the Pirtle’s.   We lost Champ end of May.  The cancer just became too much for him.  To lose him left more of a hole in our hearts then I think even we had anticipated.  Those four legged little creatures sure become your normal, your life and everyday routines.

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He was my shadow.  Where I went, so did he.

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He was Clint’s best buddy.  Where Clint went, so did he.

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If I was down the hall and Clint was in the living room, Champ would pace back and forth to make sure each of us was still there and ok.

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My morning routine shadow, hitting his head on the bathroom door each and every time.  My favorite dog to harass.

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  Clint’s favorite dog to snuggle.  He was the best at it.

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Champ loved it when Kyle came home, even if just for a few minutes.   He loved that kid

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Champ and Sasha became the best of buds over the years too and we can tell the impact of him being gone left on her too.

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Champ was the BEST at giving Mother’s Day flowers.

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We miss that pup something fierce but our hearts are starting to heal.   He left our hearts full as I am confident we did his.

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Tragically within a week of losing Champ, Kyle lost his pup Buddy Randall.   That dog was Kyle’s sidekick, going everywhere with that kid.  There wasn’t a place Kyle went that Buddy Randall wasn’t by his side, or hanging out in his truck waiting for his return.

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Call it cliche and make fun of me all you want… but what helps ease the pain of losing them both so soon is knowing that Champ and Buddy Randall have each other on the other side of that Rainbow Bridge and are rough housing as only those two knew how.

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Thanks for all the kind words, texts and cards sent over the last few weeks.  They mean the world. ❤

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