Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Volcanic Craters and Golf Courses

In my goal to share the lesser known but totally awesome spots in Utah, this week I visited the Homestead Resort in Midway.

It was the Deer Valley Employee Golf Tournament at the resort (it doesn't matter who won). And can I just say, I want money. My clubs were carried to my cart; I had a cart. There was snack lady circling the course and a computer in said cart, which advised me on how to take my shot. 

In addition to a spa and golf course, Homestead is home to the country's only volcanic crater/scuba diving spring. In the parking lot is the huge rock dome about forty-feet high (I'm guessing) with a hole through the top. Inside this crater bubbles up water from underground springs that through volcanic rock have reached a temperature of mid-nineties year round. The pool has a depth of sixty-three feet.

Homestead offers scuba diving equipment and lessons. For the less adventuresome, you can soak in the mineral-laden water. For the tired but happy golfers, you can simply walk inside and look around. Prices are posted on their website (looking around is free).

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Falling Off the Baptist Preacher's Porch

I saw a book called 101 Mission Stories You Won't Read in the Ensign, and I have to say, I wish that was the book I wrote. But since I didn't and in honor of the book I did write, Sisters, I am adding story 102.

The day started off poorly as I had to visit the emergency room after walking into pole (that's a story for another post). My companion and I stood on the porch with her knocking and me just behind her. Focused as we were on the door, we didn't hear anyone come around the side.

"Can I help you?" I spun around only to have my left foot step into air and the rest of my body follow. I pulled myself upright from the dirt, and said the only thing I could think of when he asked if I was okay.

"Yes, we're missionaries from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints."

"Hi," the man replied. "I'm the minister at St. James Baptist church."

I wished him a nice day and walked away without checking to see if my companion followed. She did. The next house we knocked on had high concrete steps all labeled with spray paint that said, "Steep steps. Be careful." I filed that under information that would've been useful five minutes ago.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Skiing Topless

In honor of the last week of ski season, I am telling my most embarrassing ski story of the year. 

Since I teach young children to ski, I had to get a tuberculosis test. Now a TB test consists of being pricked in your arm and then having it checked 48 hours later to see if there's any reaction. The check must be done by doctor in that timeframe or you have to get pricked again.

Day 3 of my training to be a ski instructor was supposed to be an all day, indoor affair that was offsite from the resort. All that meant to me was that I wouldn't ski on opening day. However, they released us at 2:00 with the promise we'd have our arms checked by ski patrol.

Though I was desperate to ski, I had one small problem; I wasn't wearing ski clothes. I had my coat and ski pants in my car (I always do, just in case there's a skiing emergency), but I was wearing jeans and a nice blouse. No problem, I thought, I'll just strip down to my underwear and put on my outer clothing with no one being the wiser.

This plan was perfect until I went into ski patrol and they asked me to take my coat off to check my arm. It was only then that I remembered — I wasn't wearing a shirt. 

I pulled the sleeve up on my coat as far as it could go, which was a hair past the injection mark. The doctor did look at me a little oddly as I strained against the coat to get it a little farther up, but he diagnosed me as TB free anyhow.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Tips for an Author Signing

I learned a couple of important things at my first author signing.

  1. Don't hold your signing on the most beautiful spring day of the year.
  2. Be very nice to the bookstore staff. Do you think they'll recommend your book if you're a stuck-up diva?
  3. Make a game out of trying to make eye contact with someone who is avoiding making eye contact with you. (I think they're afraid if they make eye contact, they will be guilted into buying your book.)
  4. Bring extra pens that you know work.
  5. Don't hold your signing the same day as a relative's baby shower. (But in my defense I have something like six cousins who are either pregnant or just gave birth.)
  6. Smile.
  7. Show interest in the customers.
  8. And this is the most important one. Always invite your mother so you're guaranteed one person who is amazed by your talent.