I had scoped out the schedule and it seemed like the time table catered more towards the Whiteface crowd rather than the nine to fivers going to and from Lake Placid. However, I figured it would be a good option for me when the roads are bad and it would save me and my little car from sliding around in Wilmington Notch.
Driving back from my parents in Potsdam on Christmas night, my brake lines went and we had semi brake failure for the next 60 miles. Merry Christmas to us! While I was getting upset and thinking about spending more money on my car, I remembered that I would be able to use the shuttle service in the morning to get me to work. How convenient!
I walked up to the Village Green to wait for the Mountain Valley Shuttle. It was about -2 that morning and I was all alone. I wasn't really sure where the shuttle was going to stop so I waited at the corner, but then decided it was a little hooker-like to be standing there. I'm sure I didn't look like a prostitute with my puffy down jacket and knit hat on at 7 am, but I ended up moving away from the corner. There are a couple benches in the park, but they were snow covered and I thought I'd get even colder sitting on a stone bench.

Just like any kid waiting for the school bus, I started kicking the snow and ice on the sidewalk to pass the time.
As scheduled, the shuttle came at 7:20 am and I got ready to board.

Pretending to be an urbanite I came armed with a book and ipod. In trying to look the part, I put my ipod on only to discover the battery was too low for me to listen to my music. I sat back, relaxed and enjoyed the ride.

After stopping at Whiteface, I became a little annoyed that I had to go to work and everyone else was off with their friends and families preparing for a fun day skiing or snowboarding. This is one of the reasons why I have a love hate relationship with the holidays.
At any rate, we arrived in Lake Placid and the driver made his way from hotel to hotel picking up more passengers along the way to take them to Whiteface for all the fun. I made the mistake of staying on the bus for all the hotel stops when I could have gotten off at the Crowne Plaza and walked down the hill, but I only had to wait 10 more minutes for the Olympic Center stop. Considering my luck lately, it seemed like a good idea for me to stay on the shuttle because I probably would have fallen on the icy sidewalk and broken my arm on my way down Olympic hill.
My car is fixed now and I drove to work this morning in half the time it takes me to ride the shuttle. Even though it takes considerably longer and the times aren't the best for my work schedule, I will take the shuttle again because 1) I'm cheap and it's free, 2) I'm a greenie, and 3) I'm a big wimpy winter driver!
I hope to see some of you on my next ride and I might even save you a seat!

































I know most of you are thinking, "How could someone live with only a regular radio?" My love of top 40 hits from the 80's, 90's, and today generally leaves me very satisfied. There are of course the exceptions, Meatloaf, Phil Collins, Celine Dion, etc. and when I hear their voices I turn to North Country Public Radio. One of the best things about the weekend drive to and from work is listening to STAR 92.9 based out of Mt. Mansfield, Vermont. On the weekend they have the "flash back - feel good weekend." It sure does play some feel good music, like Fleetwood Mac, Lionel Richie, and Annie Lennox.
I thought it was so nice to see the gargoyles wearing their bright autumn wreaths because the drive has become a blur of brown and gray. The gargoyles always make my day a little brighter, even though they're always sticking their tongues out at me.
The town of Wilmington has all their Christmas decorations up. The reindeer are flying over the road and the telephone poles are decorated with gigantic candy canes, snowflakes, and all of Santa's friends.
I am ashamed to say that I had not been to Steinhof's before. Nancy, Becky and I arrived on the early side and took a seat at the bar and ordered a drink while we waited for the rest of the group. The bartender was quite friendly and made us feel comfortable being there, even though we were the only ladies.
Once the rest of our group joined us, we went to the dining room and quickly made our food selections. Five out of six ordered wings, that's what we were there to sample after all. On wing night it is eat in only with a minimum of 10 wings per order with a choice of mild, medium, hot, or sweet & tangy. I had asked Becky earlier what kind of wings she ordered and she said, "I don't like wings. I'll get a cheeseburger." Wondering what she doesn't like about wings, she said: "they're veiny." 


About a month ago I had gone to Dartbrook Rustic Goods in Keene. This is the home store and workshop to the Adirondack rustic furniture maker George Jacques. Knowing that his furniture sells for quite a bit of money, I knew I would only be browsing. However, Dartbrook also carries home accents such as baskets, rugs, prints, and of course animal racks. I am not really a fan of decorating my home with dead animal heads, I think it's a feng shui/dead spirit kind of thing for me. At Dartbrook there is a wide selection of racks that you can purchase. Here is the simple deer rack:
Or you could have the great Moose Rack:
For some reason I wasn't bothered by the deer or moose, maybe because it is pretty common to see them smiling at you at restaurants in the area. I was a little taken back by the raccoon though.
Look at the cute little furry face on this guy. I think this would be a little creepy having the little guy on my living room wall watching tv with me. 
