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Is that a GNOME in your pocket?!

March 6, 2011

We spent the first half of our day in Downtown Anchorage for this:

The Ceremonial Start of the 2011 Iditarod Trail Race! Beginning at 10am the dogsled teams started in “waves” 2 minutes apart.

The wind made it a pretty chilly morning, despite being sunny and beautiful. There were 63 teams in all. We watched a few start, then walked around, took pictures, and then stopped to watch some more start. Walking around helped keep us a little warmer. It’s also the last weekend of the Fur Rondy here in Anchorage, so along the sides there were lots of vendors with tables set up selling furs – everything from bear, to fox, to wolves, and more! And since people were buying them, there were also a lot of people walking around in fur hats and coats, etc… The hats were especially disconcerting because they typically have the animal’s face/head on the very top so it’s like they’re looking at you from the top of the person’s head (Yes, PETA would have a fit).

Note the single strip of snow running down the middle of the road. So much snow has melted here lately that they actually had to bring in snow to put on the streets so the dogsleds could be run through the city. You can also get a good idea in the picture above (and the one below) of how many people were lined up and down the streets.

The dogs were SO EXCITED to get going. They were yipping and jumping and wagging their tails.

We even saw a few teams with hot pink and neon orange booties! And one with tie-dyed jackets on, but sadly I didn’t get a picture of the tie-dyed ones. 🙂

Spotted at the Iditarod:

  • People wearing paraphernalia for every SEC football team (with the exception of Florida).
  • I already mentioned the creepy animal fur hats.
  • I already mentioned the dogs in their fun costumes and booties!
  • A man in a Star Wars Stormtrooper costume.
  • Apparently they have a beard contest, so we saw quite a few crazy beards, some of which we didn’t know whether or not they were real.
  • A man who had the dirtiest hair I’ve seen in a long time, with a hole the size of a golf ball in the left-butt-cheek of his jeans. Oh, and he wasn’t wearing anything under the jeans.
  • And the absolute best – the inspiration for this post:


What’s the big deal there? Well, let’s take a closer look, eh?:

It’s a GNOME!! And not just any gnome… a gnome with Mardi Gras beads… in Alaska… on her belt!! Amazing. I can’t make this stuff up you guys. 🙂

Oh, and one last little tidbit…

While we were eating downtown at a little diner Howdy said to me:
“You’re like an Arctic Kim Kardashian right now”

Yeah, that happened. Not only do I not know what that means, but I also probably look less like Kim Kardashian than anyone else on the planet… But I got a really good laugh out of it. 😛

As we were leaving the parking garage we ran into our friends Lindsey and Matt – almost literally, they walked in front of Howdy’s truck – and we ended up meeting them at Moose’s Tooth and talking their ears off for the next 3 hours. ‘Cause that’s how we roll. 😉 But we had a good time hanging out with them and I got to have the Honey Ginger salad I’ve been craving for a couple of weeks now. WIN/WIN.

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15 Comments leave one →
  1. jill permalink
    March 6, 2011 12:51 pm

    Great pictures…love the pink booties 🙂
    A storm trooper costume, LOVE IT!
    Who knows maybe she is from Nome and was just representing!
    So glad you remembered you have a blog…i was blog stalking.

    • March 6, 2011 3:18 pm

      haha – you can blog-stalk me anytime. 😉

  2. Jen B. permalink
    March 6, 2011 3:02 pm

    I love that your blog post climax just took me from thinking you guys went to see that new gnome movie…to this! What an awesome, and very interesting, people watching day!! 😉 Fun times!

    • March 6, 2011 3:19 pm

      You should have seen me being a total creeper following them around trying to get a good picture of the gnome… it was definitely harder than you’d think. 🙂

  3. March 8, 2011 9:55 am

    Sooooo cool that you got to see this. I love the booties!! The pugs won’t keep theirs on. Also, I’d like a gnome with mardi gras beads. Amazing.

  4. March 9, 2011 5:26 pm

    So cool! I have always wanted to check out the Iditerod. Also, if anybody EVER said I looked like Kim Kardashian I would take that compliment AND NEVER LOOK BACK.

    • August 30, 2013 12:18 am

      as he pushes past me and steps isndie. He’s soaking wet, water dripping off him and landing on the floor that I just mopped not more than fifteen minutes ago. Take off your shoes before you I don’t even finish my sentence before he walks on the carpet, splotches of mud following his movements. I put my head in my hands and sigh loud enough for him to turn around and look at the ground. Oops, he says as he shrugs his shoulders. He pulls off his shoes and then carries on with his business. You got any food? Believe it or not, there’s actually some food in the kitchen, I tell him as I get on my knees and start cleaning up his mess with a rag. Leave it to Kevin to destroy something as soon as he enters my house. I’m just glad it was easier to tidy up than when Sammy gets into the pasta, which happens more often than someone might think.Kevin is stuffing his face with a sandwich when I return, a bit of mustard on his chin. I don’t know how his girlfriend puts up with him always being hungry. I twist my face in disgust as his chewing grows louder and less of it makes it into his mouth. Were you seriously that hungry? I ask after he finishes. I haven’t eaten at all today. Michael’s been up my *** trying to figure out what we’re going to do tomorrow. Speaking of tomorrow, I need a favor. A favor? He sighs and runs his hands through his hair. I have a serious problem on my hands here. And you thought that venting in person would help? I’m flattered, Kev, really but I have things to do. Okay, so maybe I don’t have anything to do, but I’m just trying to get out of helping him again. I don’t have a drum major for the competition tomorrow. Drum majors are like the gods of marching band. They keep the band on task and tempo, making sure they do their job. He, well most of the time it’s a he, flaps his arms around like an idiot and wears a different uniform just to help the band out with their overall performance. Well what happened to the other one? His grandpa died last night and he can’t make it. Oh There’s no one else who can do it? Nope. It’s a marching band; I’m sure there’s someone else who could give it a shot. There’s not. The only person that I would even consider for this job is Natalie,but she has a trumpet solo in the first movement. Now I understand why he’s really here. You see, I used to be one of those arm-flapping idiots with a bedazzled uniform, but that was ten years ago. I did it to impress the girls in band, but that just drove them away, which is odd because they usually loveauthority figures. What do you want me to do about it? He rolls his eyes like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. I want you to be our drum major. I shake my head. No chance in hell. Why? As soon as he asks that, I hear the wailing sound of my son crying from upstairs. Kevin trails behind me as I run up to his room, continuing on with his whining. Sammy has tears strolling down his face and he screams louder as I get closer. I pick him up and gently begin to rub his back, the alarmed feeling from this morning returning as I feelhow warm it is. It’s okay, Sammy. It’s okay. I whisper as he hiccups. He tightens his grip around my neck when I reach for the thermometer. I motion for Kevin to come over and he does as I stick it in my son’s ear, waiting as patiently as I can. What does it say? I ask when it starts beeping.He squints and moves closer. One o’ one. Great, I mumble. I give him some medicine and Kevin goes back downstairs when I sit down in a chair next to his bed. After a few minutes of rocking him, Sammy is out like a light, so I lay him down and cover him up to let him get some rest.Kevin is sprawled out on the couch and flipping through the television channels when I see him next. He okay? ~Good, bad, boring? Please let me know.

    • October 16, 2013 6:48 pm

      The paragon of understanding these issues is right here!

  5. March 11, 2011 2:29 pm

    OMGOMGOMG!

    I’m so moving into your Alaska house! I would have LOVED to be there with all of that excitement! Plus, Alaska is freakin gorgeous. My only no-no is Nome. That’s where the aliens live. With the owls…

    PS: The gnome? Fantastic.

  6. March 21, 2011 4:26 pm

    wow, i totally studies the Iditarod in school! i’ve always wanted to see the beginning of the race.

    seriously? a gnome? ridiculous!

  7. March 24, 2011 8:50 pm

    its insane how ridiculously happy this blog post made me! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

  8. March 25, 2011 7:50 pm

    ahhhhh hahahah! love gnomes. they used to creep me out though, but they’ve grown on me.

    great pics!

    • August 29, 2013 3:42 pm

      I love you to, but i then found out from a previous girl that he had slept with that they were seineg one another and he use to tell he loved her all the time. We were on holiday this summer and were both ill with a travellers diarrhea and we had antibiotics and when we came back he said he was still ill and he went to the doctors and had tests and they said he had a bacteria infection caused by food and when I said I will claim on the insurance or the hotels insurance he got very angry about it and said he had no doctors notes or proof coz he threw it all away and then he was like I don’t want you to claim and got in a mood. This same week he had 700 pounds taken out of his back account and I quizzed him coz I had this done to me in the past and I asked him what the bank had said. He said that they weren’t really doing much about it, even tho he had shown them proof he didn’t spend the money and he said he doesn’t think he will get it back! He said he travels around to different countries with work and when we first got together he said he might be going to china, but this never happen, then he said Siberia and this never happened. He Recently told me he was going to china with work for 3 weeks so when he was meant to be there I rang his company up and he was in England and when I said could I speak to Andrew ****** the project design manager, they said “what? Who are you after? “. Which seemed weird to me. I confronted him about the china thing and he said im going tonight the flight was cancelled they hadn’t got back to us about us going even tho he had told me the week before it was all finalised. Then later on in the conversation he told me he was going the following week, but he didn’t. He also said you have to write an invitation to be aloud to go into china from england on business is this true? We had arranged to go the cinema one night and he blew me off to go clubbing with his mates and gave me lots of excuses. One being he couldn’t go to the cinema with me on the thursday coz he had to work early in the morning on the Saturday, other wise people might lose there jobs and as I live 40 minutes away from him he would have to have left mine in the morning so wouldnt have managed to get to work. That morning I rang him and he was still in bed! I have since broken up with him because he cheated on me for a second time. He did it once before where he was sending flirty texts to a girl (texts sent over a few days) he use to see and he told her he was in Sweden with work and made up this complicated stuff he had to do over there for work, but he was in england with me. He was also arranging to meet up with her one weekend. I fogave him for this and he said he wasn’t a cheater he would never cheat and he wasn’t really going to meet up with her. His excuse for this was that he was mad from an argument we had had that day and he has never ever had an argument in his life not even with his parents or siblings. Then everything was ok until I found more flirty messages from another girl and he was flirting with her so I rang the number and she said they had been to the pub quiz together and had kissed and were texting all week. He admitted to this but said she had kissed her but she says its the other way around. Andrew also said he doesn’t fancy her he just did it.and she had just working at started working at that pub that week, but I know for a fact she started in may because I have since talked to the other bar staff there. I broke with him there and then, but after this I rang him to gets answers to why he did it and because stupidly I would have taken him back because I missed him so much (I am sooooo thankful tht this did not happen) He said he wasn’t seineg this girl and he hasn’t seen her or been to the pub with her because of his medison, then later he changed his story and said they went to the pub in a group. I found out from a friend of mine that knows this girl well, that they didn’t stop texting when we broke up and they went to the cinema not the pub. And she is now not having any of what I say because Andrew w(I missed the end off) This girl doesnt believe me he was cheating on me with her, because andrew told her we had broken up ages ago and has got his brother to lie for him. But she is young and very naive so is taken in by his lies as like me it was what I wanted to believe in even tho I always took it with a pinch of salt. I am concerned that he may have something wrong with him, to lie so much and I think he may believe his own lies. He also told me he loved me more than anything in the world, but I guess that was another one of his lies.Oh and he told me he didn’t like blondes and didn’t fancy small girls, and hates rock and emo music and people ,but the second girl he cheated on me with was small, 5ft3 and has blonde hair and a rocker/emo.Sorry for the essay lol!Could this gut have something wrong with him?Do you not think he could have something wrong with him tho like that compulsive lying thing?

    • October 18, 2013 12:48 am

      Another book plot of mine, is it alright or nedneig an overhaul?Ok, so to avoid wall of text again, Im going to make this as short as possible, and I haven’t really thought the entire story through, yet.The story, is about a young, arrogant fresh-out-of-college Psychiatrist who has just started work and has been given more than he had expected to start with. A nice, large office, plenty of control over who he meets with, and whatever assignments of drugs he wishes. Eventually, being young and stupid, he becomes corrupt. He decides to meet mainly with female patients, and few male patients, and he wants to see how far he can get with the prettier patients. Unfortunately for him, most of the patients aren’t exactly his forte in looks, and he soon starts giving up on one-on-one meetings. Soon, however, he meets with the perfect girl. A vulnerable 23 year old woman who is perfectly beautiful but psychologically ruined. He feels an immediate attachment, and he realizes he wants to get her in his bed sooner or later, which it is strictly against code to be too friendly with patients, but there isn’t really anyone to stop him. Eventually he gets really close to her, and he begins doing her in his office, with noticeable effects on her mind. She falls in love with him and becomes obsessed, any minute away from him is torture, and she kills herself when he doesn’t speak to her for a month. He is emotionally destroyed by the fact. He is legally in the clear because nobody found out about the affair, but he is gradually becoming insane because he loved her as well. Eventually, he goes crazy, and ends up on the pills he had been prescribing to his own patients, and he realizes what’s going on, and kills himself, in the insane asylum.The moral of the story is that Psychiatrists have it tough, and they can sometimes get too involved with their patients. Also, the patients can be beautiful, every day people just like us, and that we need to appreciate the few people in the profession who can survive the ill effects of losing these patients to suicide and what suicide does to others, and learning the dangers of becoming too involved with someone who is mentally unstable as well, but still try to help them to the best of our ability.This story I have titled Shrink .

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