Heavy Heavy Hang Over Thy Poor Head What Do Wish This Person With A Bump On The Head

The Day Was April 26, 2010. A new rope, new quick draws, training for hours at the climbing gym, warm spring weather... It was FINALLY time to start climbing outside after a long winter. A group of excited climbers decided to embark on the journey up American Fork Canyon.

First outside climb of the year. Me and Nicole Arrington (one of my fave climbing partners) Notice the happiness on her face.

Just coming down from my first climb. Notice the happiness on my face

Then Tyler Cline (best climbing teacher out there) asked me to belay him. I of course, said yes.

As he reached the top I heard him yell "ROCK" all of the sudden I see a rock tumbling down the mountain. I barely dodged the rock doing some sort of Matrix move.  In my head I thought whoa that was a close call.  Then It happened again I faintly hear rock... but this time it was too late. Next thing I new I was either taking a rock to the face or a rock to the head.  I quickly chose a rock to the head.  The rock hitting my head made such a loud noise it made my ears ring.  I immediately knew that I was in trouble.  I put my hand on my head and withdrew it to find blood. 

BLOOD HEAD:

Tyler Neal helped me hike back down to the car, as the others were cleaning up the gear.  As I sat in the car I started to cry, not because of the pain, not because I was going to need stitches/staples, not because there was blood everywhere, but because the thought had finally occurred to me that they'd probably have to shave part of my head to stitch it up. I guess you could call them vain tears.

 The final product. YES that is a bald spot... They did have to snip the hair around the cut to stitch it up.

Needless to say, I will be buying a helmet, I will also be sporting this comb over for the next couple of months.

The Best Things About Going To An Asian Restaurant...

WALRUS CHOPS.








Fake Cigarettes.



Celebrity Sightings... (Jerry Springer?)




Best of All. Sharing Chicken Teriyaki With These Girls.

The Texting Phenomenon

A couple of years ago my friend Brett Robertson wrote this amazing blog post about texting. He no longer has a blog so I asked him (a while ago) if I could share it with the blogging world since it's to good not to be. I hope you like it as much as I did, because not only is it true but it's hilarious. ENJOY!

After much consideration, and observations in the past years I have decided to address a subject that is prevalent in most every single-adults life. assuming that the single adult is somewhat social (however this may also apply to those people that don't seem to have an aptitude for dating.) As each of us know single adults send out many texts in the course of any given week. Imagine sending a text to a guy or a girl you are interested in, a text that you and maybe your friends find to be very witty-which coincidentally enough probably took you about two hours to compose with countless drafts and edits to construct. After sending you wait in anticipation... now I know that everyone has done this at some point in their life, so now I do not wish to address the writing of the text, no, no what I wish to address is even more ridiculous.

What I find so fascinating is that immediately after sending the text three things begin to happen. First, you instantly become the most pessimistic person in the world. Never mind the fact that the recipient may be busy or may not have their phone, if we don't get a response immediately we begin to question our desirability. We begin to question if anyone will ever like us again, and why, because it's been two minutes without a response. Now this is a remarkable phenomenon, however it is hardly part of the equation that is truly baffling. The downright crazy part is that two other things start to happen. First for you men, your leg begins to phantom vibrate and for you ladies your purse appears to jump, or oscillate due to phantom vibrations as you anticipate the response. Second you begin to look at your phone every two minutes. You find yourself looking at your phone, hoping you missed the text chime or somehow didn't feel the vibration, even though you know that missing an incoming text at any particular moment would be completely impossible. Why do we do this? When your phone does ring and a text does come, but it is not from the person you'd hoped, you are genuinely mad, and disappointed. At that particular moment it doesn't matter who responds or calls if it is not responsive to your original text. I wish I knew why we acted in such a way, but one thing I do know is that we've all done it. Texting seems to cause pessimistic doubts, legs and purses to phantom vibrate, and feelings of anxiety, rage, and disappointment to heighten. I wish we could do away with texting, but then again I know we would just run into the same problems if we called and had to leave a message. So, text away my friends, text away.

Let's Ski Like It's 1992

Yesterday it was a blistering 65 degrees at snowbird. We decided to pull out our spring skiing clothes. We also decided to pretend it was 1992 again. With our new ski "outfits" we each made a new identity for ourselves. I'd like to introduce them to you...

This is Anneli she's from Sweden and came to the U.S. for her spring break she's headed to Arches, Zions, Vegas, then LA but wanted to stop in for a nice ski day in the Wasatch Mountains.

This is Billy he's from Austin Texas and has only seen snow a handful of times in his life. He decided he should probably wear his motorcycle jacket to hit the slopes, he also decided he'd try out tele skis. Billy is intense like that. His friends call him the flying eagle.

This is Mia she's from Santa Fe, she's an artist which means she also wears her art on the slopes. aka the tie dye she created last week.

This is John he's from Connecticut he's going to school at the University of Utah JUST so he could enjoy all of the "epic" Utah snow while he's still in his college years. He's majoring in general studies and is generally missing class to hit the slopes. He's a classic collegiate. He learned to ski at Deer Valley.


The gentlemen:

The Ladies:



You can only imagine how crazy a ski day would be with such an eclectic group.

Spending a day looking back at 1992 was great:


You to can enjoy this day by watching this video:



This is just a bonus...

My Favorite Thing To Do On The Slopes...

POLE ANTLERS!!!

I would like to thank the Wayne Group for an awesome 2009-2010 ski season. We laughed a little, we fought a little, we cried a little. Through it all we're somehow still friends! I'll miss our Saturdays, and holidays together, I'll miss talking Eric into missing work. Most of all I'll miss the powder monster! xoxo, THRASHER...

You Know You've Worked With Someone Too Long When...

You are on a conference call with multiple people in the room, one being your boss. When something good is said on the call you and your boss look at each other at the exact same time doing the cheesy thumbs up. Similar to this...



Should I be worried?

This Will Make Your Insides Dance

Just in case the video doesn't load here's the link!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e0oFlng8vuk&feature=related

Bitty is Really My Japanimation Name

On multiple occasions I’ve received the comment, you sort of look like Japanimation. When someone asks me, who’s your celebrity look alike? All I have to say is Japanimation and they always say, OHHHH I could see that. When I go on a website that tells you your celebrity look alikes and I upload a pictures of myself and 4 of the 6, so called celebrities that the website comes up with are from Japanimations (yes I mean Japanese cartoons). I can't help but wonder how this can be. Until I went to Japan then it all came together. As I walked down the streets of Tokyo I saw cartoon versions of me all over. I wish I would have gotten more pictures, but this I think will prove my point.

CICFO

Back in 2007 after I graduated college I had the amazing experience to go work in an orphanage in Cambodia for a couple of months called the CICFO.

I went with this girl:

A few pictures at the CICFO Orphanage:

I was inspired as I worked with the amazing children and people that run the orphanage. The orphanage was started by two Khmer women named Keo Botevey and Ouk Vanneth. As the story was once told to me of how the orphanage was started I was touched by the courage and perseverance it has taken for these women to start and run this orphanage. It is kept going through the volunteer work by many wonderful women (see picture below). These women are currently keeping 32 children off the streets of Cambodia.

I was given a written account of how these two women met and how the orphanage was started. This account was written by Keo Botevey. I wanted to share it here, but it's too long, so if any of you are interested in reading it email me at alysebitty@gmail.com and I will send it to you. Their story is remarkable.

I just found out today, that the LDS church sent a film crew to Cambodia for a feature called "The Church in Cambodia" It will be shown at the Sunday break between sessions of General Conference on April 4, 2010. The feature will also be available on the KSL website after General Conference. This feature will include footage taken from the orphanage. It should include footage of Vanneth and Botevey and the children. I hope you will all watch this at some point as their story has truly been an inspiration to me and has touched my life forever. I'm really excited to see how the children have grown up since I left in October 2007.