Dear reader

hey, she's back.

2011-09-26T16:25:00.000-07:00

How Come You Never Go There by Feist

A whole new album?

october fourth, hurry.

i realize i like her a lot. it doesn't have to be weird.

loves, dogs.

limited time only...

2011-03-20T18:37:00.000-07:00

coooool song.

Bread, cookies, scones, and....redheads.

2011-03-06T21:48:00.000-08:00

Want something delicious?

Come to Great Harvest!

That is where I work lately.

So many rad people all over the place!

I love my new job. Close enough I get to ride my bike!

We just opened another location: 21st South and 21st East

Success!

2010-12-21T12:37:00.000-08:00

Thanks to everyone that came to the open house! I hope all those hats, gloves, and scarves keep everybody warm and pretty. It was great to see some old friends and catch up...man i love you people.

*special thanks to Matty Selman for the photos!

Shop Local...Very Local. Brights!

2010-12-11T12:37:00.000-08:00

photos by Ann Marie Whittaker

This is just a slight sneak peek to Saturday.

I have managed to build quite the colorful

inventory this year including hats, fingerless gloves,

and pretty fabric circle scarves.

Great for presents.

Great to buy and keep all to yourself.

Hope to see you soon!

Everything the light touches...(hand motion).

2010-12-09T13:32:00.000-08:00

from the city to the desert.

to the snow.

utah, how i missed your dry arid air.

the cracks in the earth, the desert! don't leave me.

i'm back!

Hello Humans.

2010-11-17T18:46:00.000-08:00

if you were wondering what i want for Christmas, this comes out on DVD December 7.
thanks!

true birthday

2010-11-14T10:34:00.000-08:00

{otis}

{bianca}

{cousin}

I turned older the other day. It was a nice day...full of working with my boyfriend Otis, eating French desserts with friends, and even a surprise visitor. It turns out my birthDAY turned into a birthWEEKEND as I ran around the city with this kid....thanks for flying across the country. cute.

Design, Crochet, Sew, Repeat. Repeat.

2010-10-29T08:58:00.000-07:00

I found heaven...

...and acted accordingly.

What a pretty little shop I found while wandering the streets

of SoHo (thanks Cardon). Looks like there is going to be an open house
hat sale this winter in SALT LAKE CITY! I have already started this
season's selection! There are a few new fun ideas in the mix.
It will be sometime in mid December. More info to follow.
Hope you can all make it. Until then, these little ladies are going to
be keeping me busy busy busy. WINTER!

Oh how I love when winter finally comes!

SKIING! HATS! CABINS! FAMILY!

now presenting...

2010-10-26T20:40:00.000-07:00

the west village. {willage}

broadway with mom. {modway}

roof of my work {otis}

coney island with phil {phoney}
-----------------------------------
indian princess. {mary}

moma. {linda}
dork. {phil}
in that order.
thanks for visiting.
really

as to appear taller

2010-10-26T20:15:00.001-07:00

i haven't actually grown. in years.

Dear New York,

2010-10-14T17:01:00.000-07:00

If I were looking for a boy wearing Carhartts and a t-shirt, where would I find one of those?
They don't seem to be anywhere I have checked so far. Brooklyn maybe? No. West Village? No. New York...you have a lot of exciting things. I just wish you would improve your carhartt-t-shirt-scruffy-face-ski-bum-bike-riding-boy ratio. As far as i can tell, they all moved to Montana, Utah, and Colorado.
I guess that is where they belong. That is also where I belong. But for now, I heart New York.

Anyway, this song has been stuck in my head for days. Just thought I would let it out. thanks woody.

Hope everyone is doing well.
Hope everyone is getting excited for the ski season.

Ski season!

Thanks Mo.

2010-10-07T22:09:00.000-07:00

Guess what my skis are?

broomstick productions. missing utah. prove it.

2010-09-30T12:23:00.000-07:00

i saw jay z at a yankees game the other day. that's true.
the actual and more interesting truth is i didn't know which person he was cause i don't actually know what he looks like. but he was there, and i was there, and people were pointing him out. who cares? nobody. but here is a sweet video to tribute the dude. it seems he really loves the yankees. they lost pretty bad that night.
the game was still fun though. i just kept wondering, "when in the heck do we get to sing that 'Sweet Caroline' song?"

*note to EVERYONE: do not ask this question at a yankees game.
big mistake.

don't blame me, blame my booty. such a cutie.

2010-09-28T09:04:00.000-07:00

good news, Feist hits the big screen with new documentary - Look at what the Light did Now
more details here
good news, i moved to new york for a few months.
good news, Joe and Cardon caught 12 crabs in connecticut. sorry crabs. chomp chomp. gross.
later dudes.

MIRA! Perro! Bailando!

2010-09-14T09:46:00.000-07:00

No se si este es una persona actuando como un perro o un perro actuando como una persona. Pero, no es importante. Mientras estamos todos bailando, vamos a ser feliz.

Te amo, Brights.
please note that this dog is not only dancing, but it remembers an entire routine. whatever! so awesome.

girl crush. it happens. FEIST.

2010-08-11T13:54:00.001-07:00

my friend mo was watching this the other day. i caught a glimpse of it and since then i have watched it a few times. i've never wanted to be a boy before, but i've always had a crush on feist. isn't that huge guitar and that little lady just almost too much to handle? besides, the lighting and sound in this clip are totally rad. if only she was on tour this summer.

Triangle Tour 2010. Totally Rad Dude.

2010-06-25T13:42:00.000-07:00

This guy up in Alaska is writing a story about the tour. He asked us for a little bit of info about our experience. I figured this will do for an explanation of the trip. Here are a few photos as well.

this is the saint of road trips. he lead us safely through canada.

Well Mr. Tim dude, yes, I am all of the above. An Alaskan outsider, with little biking experience. Both of these factors increased my genuine love of this grand adventure. Learning this little body of mine could accomplish such a feat! Pushing and pulling up passes so big I would think to myself, "who is controlling this body? How am I doing this?" I will admit there was one day of trouble for me. The first day was so exciting nothing could slow me down, the second day was about the same. However, the third day snuck in and here came the aches. The knees, the achilles, the doubts. I remember falling asleep after that 80 mile day and thinking, "well i gave it an honest effort. That's it. I'll go back tomorrow." However, the next beautiful sunny morning lured me back on that bike. The magic of the tour grabbed ahold of me and it was "all down hill" after that. There is a point when your body decides to surrender. There is an even more confusing point when your body actually wants the torment. The morning after our rest day (rest day - ferry to Valdez) I specifically remember an impatient feeling of, "I just want to get on my bike and keep going." As Ben and I discussed many times on the tour, those bodies of ours turned into little machines. Food is seen as fuel, and you can never seem to get enough of it. By days nine, ten, eleven, and so on being on the bike is the most comfortable spot. You're body starts to crave the effort and output. It feels so good to put energy in, usually in the form of a snickers bar, and feel it pump through your body all the way to the top of the hill.

When I got home from this trip, I was surprised how many people asked questions about the group dynamic. Most people couldn't believe nine adults could be together hour by hour for 16 days and not want to slug each other in the face. Well, I am here to tell you, this group was brought together by some sort of ultra positive energy mecca force or something. If I needed help with something I usually wouldn't even need to ask. Someone would notice and help before I could speak up. I felt supported in every direction. Every person played a role in pulling the group together. We all shared common values about the environment, we all laughed at each others dumb-as-ever jokes, we all wanted to be there. We wanted each other to succeed, we all wanted to have a positive experience. On the last day when we said goodbye with a big cheesy group hug, I'm pretty sure it was apparent we had helped each other accomplish our goal. I love those people. In sixteen days I never heard one person complain of distance, cold, or mechanical problems. Come to think of it, I don't remember anyone having any "problems". Sometimes something would happen that wasn't expected. We would just figure a way around it, go with the flow, or rather let the positive energy of the group lead us in the right direction. sounds weird I know, but it is true.

As for my favorite part of the trip, I'm not sure I have a good solid answer. Because I had never been to Alaska before, every single time I would come to the top of a hill, or round a corner, the next stretch was a surprise to me. I really loved the stretches of 80 to 100 miles on both sides of the triangle with no services. It was the real Alaskan wild. I loved biking along those long mountain ranges and wondering who had explored them before. The river valley out of Valdez, over Thompson pass, and into the wild, that is something I will never forget.

Anyway, I know this isn't really what you asked for. I started writing about Alaska and I just didn't really want to stop! Feel free to use whatever, or throw it all away. Hope you're having a great day up there. Oh and if you could email the article when your done that would be sweet. Thanks dude.

Holly Hackett

For Megs, Always.

2010-06-11T21:58:00.000-07:00

On a ferry ride from Whittier Alaska to Veldez Alaska.

Six of the prettiest hours of my life. With eight of my favorite people.

A little song, played by an amazing friend, which did nothing but remind me of my Megs. The best part is, I didn't even request it. Thank you universe.

I love you Megs. and your sisters and your Mom and your Dad.

More Alaska stories and photos to follow. loves.

North Country

2010-05-05T22:41:00.001-07:00

In the morning I am getting in a car with four friends and driving 2896 miles to Fairbanks, Alaska. It takes 49 hours and 53 minutes. Fun, uh? I will be gone for about four or five weeks. I wish I had more time to elaborate, but I am in the middle of moving and packing. Hopefully i will be able to update this thing somehow. Once we get there, we are riding our bicycles tons of hundreds of miles on a tour of the biggest state in the nation.

besides, we're driving through canada.

The O'Hackett Clan

2010-03-17T19:47:00.000-07:00

Happy St.Patrick's Day from two Irish Lasses.
Hope you had a fun day, and laughed off your...

bumms.
love you grams.

I set out to write some limericks.

Instead, I shook me shimericks.

The lads liked it more,

my woobies got sore.

Now go on and wiggle your wimericks.

hjh

Makin' Pies and Long Ride Home. Coming to SLC!

2010-03-09T14:16:00.000-08:00

Just bought tickies.

I'm already counting down the days.

March 30th, Kingsbury Hall

You should buy tickets too.

801-581-7100

Empty as a Pocket

2010-02-28T22:29:00.000-08:00

i wonder how many times i have heard this song.

too many to count.

love it.

love paul simon.

Remember, You're Alive.

2010-02-23T20:32:00.000-08:00

The Banff Film Festival always amazes me. Welcome to the world. way to go people. Way to go. Totally awesome. Be sure to watch...well, the whole thing is sweet, but the stunt at 2:30...are you serious? you can click on it so it is widescreen in youtube.

I'm in Delaware. Are you mental?

2010-02-18T17:07:00.000-08:00

little. yellow. different.

yes, and it's the choice of a new generation.

camera one. camera two.

i don't even own ah gun.

SUCCESS!

2010-02-16T16:55:00.001-08:00

I work at Alta ski Resort. Tons of people walking around in beanies, ski hats, helmets, what have you. If you know me AT ALL, you probs know I make hats. Because of this, often times I find myself checking out peoples head wear. Mostly I like to see the difference in people wearing homemade and store bought attire. WELL guess what? Today as I was leaving work, it happened. There was this awesome skier girl I had never seen in my life. No connection whatsoever. What did her hat look like? Homemade, rusty orange, bill in front, double crochet, and to top it off, MY fun little tag in the back. I made her hat! There it was walking around on its new owner. Way to go little buddy, you made me proud. I have seen lots of people wearing my hats, but usually it is my friends and family. It was cool because it was just some random person. I know to everyone else this probably seems meaningless. But to me, in some small way, I had stuck it to the man, the store bought man. I didn't dare say anything. Didn't want to freak her out.

belle, lovely, music.

2010-01-14T09:21:00.000-08:00

I can't stop listening to this sweet little song.

Just thought I would share it contigo.

Adios 2009. Adios.

2009-12-31T15:57:00.000-08:00

Well, whale, wail.

The last day of the year.

Lesson learned:

Breaking your leg is easier than breaking your heart.

But, both get better.

Hope everyone has a fun and safe New Year's Eve.

no sledding.

Hey Sweet Boy...

2009-12-16T17:02:00.000-08:00

If you really want to be happy,

all you have to do is fancy the high traverse.
Dear Greely bowl, let's run away together.
You are so good to me.
I fell in love with Alta once.
it happens every year.
People shouting, hoot and hollering.

We warmed up on a groomer run: Sugarloaf. Scary for me.
Why? That is the last place I stood on my own two feet.
When I skied over the exact spot I broke my leg last year,
I flipped it off. I was wearing mittens though, so it might have
looked like I was just waving, which is probably better anyway.
The good news is, my little leg remembered how to ski.
They opened the high traverse half way through
the day. We skied the backside until
our legs were shaking.
It was so much fun I almost cried.

Here's to a good season for all of us.

hey everybody...

2009-12-07T13:40:00.000-08:00

have you ever been so confused

with life you didn't know

which way was up?
i have.
it was during a handstand competition.
it totally freaked me out.

when it's dry, it's dry. but when it rains...

2009-12-02T18:55:00.000-08:00

it pours.

Hats, Skis, and Pizza...TRIFECTA!

2009-11-18T09:23:00.001-08:00

before...after...
Still more to come, but here is the start. If you would

like to buy a hat you should go to

Straightline Ski Shop. It is located at 1312 East 200 South
just below the University and next to the Pie.
You know the Pie, that pizza place?
If you want to go get one of those gigantic, oversized
monster pizzas, you should then go next door to the ski shop

where you can have your skis tuned and bindings mounted.
You could also rent skis for that new girlfriend of yours.
Or you could check out the new Bluehouse demos.
It is a cool, little, LOCALLY OWNED shop.
Not to mention, the only store with my adult hats. THEY OPEN FOR THE SEASON ON MONDAY.
SKI SEASON! SKI SEASON! SKI SEASON!
Sa-wheat!

eleven eleven

2009-11-12T10:01:00.000-08:00

what a lovely little birthday i had yesterday.
thanks for all the birthday notes, calls, flowers, and food.

citrus grill
settebello
eggs in the city
porcupine
breakfast in bed
and of course, Ruth's Diner

this whole week people just kept taking me out to eat.

most of my favorite restuarants, all in one week. mmm.
please note that everytime we go to Ruth's diner, my grandma still asks about "old Ruthy."
Thanks to everyone for a great 25th!

...is baby be friends with you.

2009-11-09T22:22:00.000-08:00

I recently moved back to the Sugarhood.

Almost forgot how great it is to live with roommates.

Sunday mornings with my skatey and my ladies in the park.

dance parties in the front room.

talk talk talk ourselves to sleep.

love you

ashley and alissa bumm.

caps for sale

2009-10-31T14:53:00.000-07:00

the first cold snap of the year; my hands, they just start workin.

fingers stiff, and getting thinner, basically i crochet all winter.

around, down, grab, and pull it through.

repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat.....

how could i resist with all these pretty ladies i just picked up

at Blazing Needles?

in the next few days i should have some fine little hats.

i'll post the final projects later this week.

today i went around to some boutiques. they want in!

amour doux. musique. film.

2009-10-26T12:34:00.000-07:00

old news, i know. but i can just never get enough of this one.
un petite treat for your eyes and ears. the end of this film, Amelie, in my opinion is possibly the sweetest little love scene. shy. i love when they are riding around on that little moto and she smells his sweater and closes her eyes.

she found it.

a shy, kind, beautiful girl sets out to do good in the world. learns to love. and be loved.

Rare as a Redhead

2009-10-22T11:00:00.000-07:00

i was one of the lucky ones.

born with it.

red stuff sittin' up there on top of my head.

wavin' and grabin'.

teasin' and pleasin'.

it's hard to get, but easy to have.

you love it, you hate it.

they want it, i got it.

hjh

thanks to audrey georgia hackett.

i know 10 redheads.

that is including Brights.

how many can you think of?

But Not Right Now.

2009-10-20T14:37:00.000-07:00

Lately...

Oh me oh my oh, look at Miss Ohio

She's a-running around with her rag-top down

She says I wanna do right, but not right now

Gonna drive to Atlanta and live out this fantasy

Running around with her rag-top down

Yeah I wanna do right but not right now

Had your arm around her shoulder, a regimental soldier

An' mamma starts pushing that wedding gown

She says I wanna do right but not right now

I know all about it, so you don't have to shout it

I'm gonna straighten it out somehow

Yeah, I wanna do right, but not right now

Oh me oh my oh, look at Miss Ohio

she's a-runnin around with her rag-top down

She said I wanna do right but not right now

Oh I wanna do right, but not right now

Gillian Welch

David Rawlings

Mon Bon Ami, Pour la Couture. Je Veux un.

2009-10-18T21:18:00.000-07:00

Does anyone even know where I could find an inexpensive sewing table? You know, the kind that are actual sewing tables...like this? You might be thinking, "um...Holly, that is too small for sewing." Well...tricked you. Unless you sew, then you already knew about this secret...
What a little dream. The sewing machine and the table, all flush like that. Wouldn't it be nice? I have a sewing machine, I just dream of a sewing table, you know, to make things easier. So, if you see one at the D.I., or somewhere like that, it would be great if you called me and let me in on the little jewel.

p.s. cheap for me is under $50.00. i know. i'm cheap.

Merci, Mon Bon Ami.

Buckets Of Rain

2009-10-11T12:45:00.000-07:00

By Barbara Kingsolver

Southern grit moves west and pulls down a deep drawn breath of dry desert love. In this quick read you'll find thick, heavy issues described and dealt with in such a casual way you might feel as though you are accidentally listening in on neighboring conversation. Life changing situations simply displayed, absorbed, learned from, and loved. Mothers and children with a side dish of men. Needless to say, I enjoyed it.

My favorite part of the novel is when Esteven spills a little South American folklore describing heaven and hell. If you happen to get a hold of this book, it is at the end of chapter seven. He explains a delicious meal, a delicate aroma, and the simple act of selflessness being the only factor which sets the two places apart from one another.

ALSO...if anyone has a copy of Animal Dreams, Pigs in Heaven, or The Poisonwood Bible which are also written by Barbara Kingsolver I would L-O-V-E to get my hands on them for a week or so. Chances are I'll bake you something if you let me borrow one.

You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go

2009-09-30T20:57:00.000-07:00

One thing I know for sure, I love this little boy. His name is Van and he is my nephew. This weekend Kim and Zack are moving to St. George for a new job. Who is this George anyway? Why does he keep taking all of my siblings? I am excited for Zack to have a new job, but I will admit there is a little bit of heart break to see them go. Lucky for me we all went up the tram to Hidden Peak the other day....oh so beautiful. Little Cottonwood, fall colors, family. Thanks Kim for the photos. I'll sure miss you guys.

Also, their condo is for sale. Go here if you know of anyone that might be interested.

Presenting:

2009-09-25T00:13:00.001-07:00

Finally. Something I can be proud of. Last week I had this fun little idea. Vintage children clothing. Why had I not thought of it before? It is so obvious. I'm never going to be able to afford those richy shops. So, I started an etsy shop selling vintage children clothing...and my hats too. Every now and then I make one of the dresses or aprons, but you will always know because they are priced as such. Please visit my little shop. There are tons of photos there. I never knew I would like taking photos of clothes so much. Look around, maybe let me know what you think, what i could change or do better. I have more clothing in stock. Tell your friends.
oh and the URL is vintagepetite01.etsy.com

Times they are a Changin

2009-09-21T10:49:00.000-07:00

this morning when i took brights for a walk, i had to grab a jacket.

a few leaves crackled under our feet as we rounded the block.

then i was reminded, summer is gone.

aw, here she comes again

with her wrinkled face.

blowin through her two front teeth

pullin up the roots.

screamin out the color...

green to gold to red to orange.

holdin in her hands

the COLDEST LOVE we ever know.

her comes Fall, she's makin SNOW.

hjh

i sure hope this little leg remembers how to ski.

Shelter From The Storm

2009-09-11T08:00:00.000-07:00

I just finished reading The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. It was recommended by Kim, and now I will recommend it to you, and everyone else.

Featuring:

a young girl - an accordion - a world war -
a loving heart - stolen crosswords - Hansi -
a boy with lemon hair - a man with feathers for hair -
words - books -reading- writing - loving of the unloved
all narrated by death

Liesel came out.

They hugged and cried and fell to the floor.

Girl From The North Country

2009-08-27T14:44:00.001-07:00

My other Grandma....

Gretchen

On the outskirts of Glacier National Park, almost as far north as this country can hold us, there lies the Daellenbach Clan. Eleven children of Swiss descent raised in the loud, rugged Montana landscape. Pretty dresses, thin cigarettes, late nights, wide rivers. Adventure. Proper women with wild language, quick knitting hands and floral sheets. Photographs, and more photographs. Stories, and more stories. One gunshot. A couple scandals, a lot of dancing.

For the first time in my life I met my mother's side of the story. MONTANA. We visited with Doris, the only Daellenbach left. White hair, full of energy, and very willing to spill the nitty gritty details. I've always loved Montana, now I finally know why.

sisters Doris Gretchen and Ruth

That's All We Really Want.

2009-08-25T22:51:00.000-07:00

Dancer girl falls in love with motorcycle babe.
Together they beat the odds. Enjoy.
This movie basically raised me.

Sorry the audio doesn't work on 5 and 9. If you need to you can call me and I will quote them both word for word.

Happy Birthday Brights!

2009-08-13T16:30:00.000-07:00

Today is Brighton's 13th birthday. I let her watch youtube for a bit. These were her favorites.

She could probs skatey if she was younger.

No she couldn't.

But she is the best dog in the world and I love her oh so much.

Le Fleur Sont Belle

2009-07-29T10:47:00.000-07:00

Yesterday Ash and I went to ALTA.

The wildflowers are in full bloom.

Go there if you haven't already.

hurry. they're not going to last forever.

besides, check this out.

it is a miracle.

i'm healed.

Favorite book, favorite part

2009-07-06T19:48:00.000-07:00

My favorite book is East of Eden. I have only read the book twice. However, I have probably read this part at least 20 times. Sometimes I will read it aloud, just to myself, and I admit parts of it are memorized. I am not a nerd. I am not a nerd. It just makes sense. A lot of sense.

Chapter 13

[1] Sometimes a kind of glory lights up the mind of a man. It happens to nearly everyone. You can feel it growing or preparing like a fuse burning towards dynamite. It is a feeling in the stomach, a delight of the nerves, of the forearms. The skin taste the air, and every deep drawn breath is sweet. Its beginning has the pleasure of a great stretching yawn; it flashes in the brain and the whole world glows outside your eyes. A man may have lived all his life in the gray, and the land and trees of him dark and somber. The events, even the important ones, may have trooped by faceless and pale. And then - the glory - so that a cricket song sweetens his ears, the smell of the earth rises chanting to his nose, and dappling light under the trees blesses his eyes. Then a man pours outward, a torrent of him, and yet he is not diminished. And I guess a man's importance in the world can be measured by the quality and number of his glories. It is a lonely thing but it relates us to the world. It is the mother of all creativeness and it sets each man separate from all other men.

I don't know how it will be in the years to come. There are monstrous changes taking place in the world, shaping a future whose face we do not know. Some of these forces seem evil to us, perhaps not in themselves but because their tendency is to eliminate other things we hold good. It is true that two men can lift a bigger stone than one man, and bread from a huge factory is cheaper and more uniform. When our food and clothing and housing all are born in the complication of mass production, mass method is bound to get into our thinking and to eliminate all other thinking. In our time mass or collective production has entered our economics, our politics, and even our religion so that some nations have substituted the idea collective for the idea God. This in my time is the danger. There is a great tension in the world, tension toward a breaking point, and men are unhappy and confused.

At such a time it seems natural and good to me to ask myself these questions. What do I believe in? What must I fight for and what must I fight against?

Our species is the only creative species, and it has the only creative instrument, the individual mind and spirit of a man. There are no good collaborations, whether in music, in art, in poetry, in mathematics, in philosophy. Once the miracle of creation has taken place, the group can build and extend it, but the group never invents anything. The preciousness lies in the lonely mind of a man.

And now the forces marshaled around the concept of the group have declared a war of extermination on that preciousness, the mind of man. By disparagement, by starvation, by repressions, by forced direction, and the stunning hammerblows of conditioning, the free, roving mind is being pursued, roped, blunted, drugged. It is a sad suicidal course our species seems to have taken.

And this I believe: that the free, exploring mind of the individual human is the most valuable thing in the world. And this I would fight for: the freedom of the mind to take any direction it wishes, undirected. And this I must fight against: any idea or government which limits or destroys the individual. This is what I am and what I am about. I can understand why a system built on a pattern must try to destroy the free mind, for that is the one thing which can by inspection destroy such a system. Surely I can understand this, and I hate it and I will fight against it to preserve the one thing that separates us from the uncreative beasts. If the glory can be killed, we are lost.

John Steinbeck

Real Quick...

2009-06-28T07:37:00.000-07:00

Lucky for me I was in Salt Lake this weekend. We jam packed the day: Farmers' Market, Millcreek Canyon, walk with Brights, lunch with Grandma Audrey, Arts Festival con Mo. I love Salt Lake City! cute cute family Kim Zack and Vanny!

Last week with a closed gate up Millcreek

Lily Shop Catering

2009-05-10T23:54:00.001-07:00

Hey, i can cook. Do you know anything about starting business? combine us=catering business. I am for real about this idea. I figure we will start small, maybe stay small. Make money while doing some of my favorite things: growing food, cooking food, planning party stuff, making food look pretty, and getting paid to feed people real food. I already have quite a few holy moly recipes ready. If anyone is looking to help a girl out on her first run, I would for real love to cater any event you might have approaching this summer or fall. We talk and decide any detail things. It is an awesome alternative to an actual catering business...just because it is.

hollyjohackett@gmail.com

Day 117

2009-04-27T22:59:00.000-07:00

Broken little girl.

That's me.
Trying so hard.
Wanting so badly.
Learning to walk with my
Great Grand Dad's help.
This was his cane.
I never met him.
Now he helps me everyday.
Thanks Harry

Day 98

2009-04-27T22:44:00.000-07:00

Boyfriend pushes Brights and me to a large open grass field. I get stuck and he takes so many pictures that I try to escape. No chance in that happening. The pictures continue, Brights joins in. Eventually we make it home. I almost get hit by a car. But in the end, everybody wins. Fun Day.

Day 92

2009-04-27T22:33:00.001-07:00

This is that weird time when you go back to the hospital because your bone didn't heal. Now you get to have surgery. We're talking big kid stuff. They take you in, knock you out, give you a new leg and, you're healed! Well kinda. In another month or so. I look so happy. joke.

Tunny Falk

2009-04-17T23:58:00.000-07:00

Okay, okay, so have you ever heard of a spoonerism? It is when you flip the first letters of two words. If you want to hear one get me excited and talking fast. It seems I slip spoonerisms in here and there on accident. My best one however, was tonight when I tried to say, "she is by far the smartest one." instead I sputtered out, "she is by sar the fartest one."

Fartest? whoops.

Hoodrat Adventures

2009-03-31T14:59:00.001-07:00

If I remember correctly, it was the 30th of December. What a day. That was the last time I visited L-O-G-A-N. The day was bright and sunny. I had a list of things I wanted to do when visiting logan. Of course, first was to hang out with Hoodrat. That's Jess. Second was to take care of some personal business. By personal business I mean return a couch to its rightful owner. How would we do this? We didn't have a truck, car, or dogsled. So, we did what any stronger than you think girls would do. We started carrying that dang thing towards the two mile away destination. Our goal was to carry the couch all the way, which would include the treacherous 8th North hill. Yeah right. Every 20 yards we had to take a break. Lucky for us it was a Tuesday. Garbage day. When the garbage man saw us slowly making our way up the street, he stopped and asked if there was anything he could do. Has anyone ever talked to their garbage man before? You should they're awesome.

When we explained our situation to him, he lowered the mighty claw. We hooked the couch on and started running alongside. He told us this would take too long and insisted we jumped up front with him. He opened the door and we climbed up and snuggled in. There we were. Moving a couch, hitchhiking, and having quite a wonderful conversation with our garbage man. Yet another reason I love Logan.

sleeprunner

2009-03-12T16:57:00.000-07:00

I call them "puppy dreams." Every now and then Brights will have them. She usually just moves her paws a little. Anyway, Hasen showed me this video. I kept watching it over and over again, laughing harder and harder. Hope you like it as much as I did.

for real

2009-03-03T17:04:00.000-08:00

I tripped on my crutches and broke my toe.

Boy

2009-02-16T19:36:00.001-08:00

Valentine, My.

Anyone?

2009-02-02T13:14:00.000-08:00

For Sale

I got a new green cast! Cool. I am also trying to sell this coat. I put it on Craig's list, but i thought maybe more girls, and boys buying for girls would see it here.

It is a Patagonia Rubicon Rider women's size small. It is actually a really sweet coat. I ordered it through a friend and when it came, it was a little too big. I can't return it because we got a deal on it. Which is why I am willing to sell it to you for a deal. It retails from Patagonia at $250.00. I realize no one really ever pays full price for outdoor gear around here. That is why it will only cost whomever decides to buy it $150.00, and to be honest, I am not way firm on that price. That is $100 off, so basically you would be getting a pro-form deal.

not for sale

Thank All Involved

2009-01-14T23:28:00.000-08:00

All i can say is, thank anything possible for...

Mom. she feeds me, drives me, runs my errands, takes me to museums, talks with me...basically does everything all at once.

Dads that make it possible for my mom to stay home.

Boyfriend that found me a wheelchair, takes me on walks, reads me books, plays me music, tucks me in.

Friends that come visit, send treats, play games, rock out.

Brothers and Sisters that brighten my day.

I'm one lucky little girl.

Breaking your leg is easier than breaking your heart. Just kidding...joke.

Breaking your leg is mostly lying in bed for a LOT of days and making plans for when you can walk again.

My mom is driving me to St. George, land of the no stair house and my sisters' families. plus less people ski there, so i wont hear the words, "man that was an awesome powder day."

Hope everyone has a fun weekend!

Shed the nar. or ski in the fun sun.

I'll just be hauling around this thing. party.

Think RECOVERY

2009-01-02T13:40:00.000-08:00

Apparently this is what sledding at Alta looks like.

I broke my left tibia in half when a friend accidentally nailed me

cruising down Sugurloaf on an extremely slick sled.

Thank you so much to everyone who came to visit me

the last couple of days in the hospital, especially

Hasen who slept there both nights.

I am going to have this huge cast on for four weeks.

After that I get a smaller walking cast for a few more weeks.

Looks like crocheting and reading just completely

replaced skiing this season.

Happy New Year. Think healthy recovery. Thanks.

Hat sale

2008-12-14T18:29:00.000-08:00

A little thin, a lot soft.
$20.00

Auction

2008-12-14T18:08:00.000-08:00

This hat was up for auction at the SUWA fundraiser this past weekend. I tried to make it look really professional with that fun little "B" label and "Brights" tag. It was on the table with all the rest of the gear donations, which were donated by Backcountry.com, Gregory, Black Diamond, IME, and quite a few other companies. I didn't want it to stick out as the "homemade item of the night." The tags seemed to fool everyone. It sold for a good price to a girl whom i had never met. I was pretty excited.

Help Save Utah

2008-12-08T15:08:00.000-08:00

Hey anyone that cares about Utah...

There is an awesome fundraiser this Friday at Momentum climbing gym. We are trying to help SUWA raise money to stop big oil companies from bidding on our precious desert land. The land inside official National Parks, such as Arches and Canyonlands, is safe. However, the land directly outside of the parks is not protected. Which means, soon enough you might have an oil rig in the background of your climbing pictures. gross, uh?

We are talking about land we all climb, hike, raft, and camp.

I know that I have always enjoyed the pristine beauty of the Colorado river, which runs through some of the land which is in question. It would be so great if you and any of your friends would join us at Momentum this Friday (12th) night. Fun stuff will be there including awesome gear you can bid on. You just might score yourself an awesome deal on some sweet gear and help raise money... at the same time.

climbing 8-12

Fundraiser starts at 10:20

hope to see you there.

p.s. I still have lots of hats coming... keep checking.

hat sale

2008-12-03T18:40:00.000-08:00

This hat is made with double thick yarn. Fashionably warm. If you like it, you can buy it.
$20.00
hollyjohackett@gmail.com
thanks kim.

Para tu Bebe

2008-12-02T15:35:00.000-08:00

This hat is for a baby. It will keep that little thing warm and quiet...and cute.

$10.00

hollyjohackett@hotmail.com

Hat Sale...

2008-11-26T17:16:00.000-08:00

This is a little experiment. I am going to post a new hat every couple of days. If you like it, you can buy it. Call me or email me and let me know you want it.

$22.00

hollyjohackett@gmail.com

Here it comes...Hat Season

2008-11-01T16:04:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody...it's November. You know what that means? It is time for hats! Small hats, big hats, boy hats, girl hats, whatever you want. Email or call me with an order and I will be happy to make it for you. My email is hollyjohackett@gmail.com

Baby hats: $15.00
Regular: $22.00
Custom: $25.00

These are the basic prices. Every now and then the price may change a little bit depending on the yarn and fabric used. I posted these pictures to give you an idea of what my hats look like. Applique, bills, bobbles, stitch design, buttons, multiple color....Thanks and enjoy...

way back when...

2008-11-01T15:31:00.000-07:00

I just found this picture on my parent's computer and it made me laugh. this is for you Jess...and Cami, and Elliot. They think they fired me. Apparently I fired them.

want a closer look?...

breakin' 101

2008-10-17T22:34:00.000-07:00

I'm not sure why I've never seen this until today.

Mr. Rogers really is "the groove in your hips." or, wait a second, that kid is the groove in your hips. Either way, there is groove, and it is most likely in your hips, which Shakira has told us time and time again, cannot lie. Either way I really like breakdancing, Mr. Rogers, and Shakira.

here it comes...

2008-10-13T15:26:00.000-07:00

End of September

First of October

Last Week

Today!

I think this is Mt. Superior.
I love living in Utah where, just as you are done with summer and it is time to put away your bike (at least for wusses like me) you get to pull out your skis and watch for snow. Then hope to hell that you can figure out a way to get work off so you can go skiing. And, although I loved living in Logan, and skiing the Beav will always have some sort of, "Fun college life" memory associated with it, I can't wait to be back in S.L.C. by the Cottonwood canyons. way to go snow.

mind of its own

2008-10-03T20:22:00.001-07:00

For the past six years, I have driven the same green saab. It has been on countless road trips all around the western United States....not to mention, Mexico...twice. Although I love this car, i will be the first to admit, it has had way beyond its fair share of engine, electircal, who the heck knows, problems. However, for some reason, I never want to get rid of it. Lately it has had an especially interesting issue. Every now and then, let's say one out of every ten times, it just doesn't want to start. I will try four or five times, think to myself, "here we go again" then usually call someone for a ride. I don't worry too much because I know in an hour I will go back to my car, and it will start, as if nothing ever happened. Weird, i know, but that is just how it works.

What I realized I do now a days is, everytime my car does start on the first time, I clap my hands and shout "YES!"

I didn't think anything of it until today when a friend was with me and asked, "Yes what?"

I replied, "My car started...first try!"

her: "oh is something wrong with it?"

me: "it's a saab."

i hope i drive it for the next twenty years.

Jack's son, Hole.

2008-09-16T20:13:00.000-07:00

Well hello.....If anyone was wondering, it takes a lot of extra effort to post if you don't have the internet at your house or work.

A couple weeks ago some kids went up to run the Snake river. It was freezing but tons of fun as basically every river trip always is. It was just lucky that the Lotoja was also that very same day. I stood on the side of the road and cheered the riders on for probably an hour. Then I figured out a way to get to the finish line so I could watch Zack, Clayt, and Austin end their 206 mile ride. WAY TO GO!

And so it goes...

2008-08-19T15:19:00.000-07:00

I graduated from Utah State University on May 2nd, 2008. I lived and worked in Logan all summer. A couple days ago, i moved to SugarHouse. Now I live in a teeny tiny apartment on 13th East right by the park. On the 25th I am starting a real job at Highland High School as a special education teacher. Also, I am once again dating the love of my life, Hasen. I guess that's all.

graduated - moved - real job - boy - happy

Bienvenidos Amigos Rojos!

2008-08-06T07:41:00.000-07:00

_ _ _ _ _ _
one of the best things about summer....yummy fresh vegetable garden in my backyard. thanks Jess. she planted everything we need to make salsa. buen provecho muchacha! gracias.

Snake in the Wood Pile...

2008-08-06T07:18:00.000-07:00

I went with Dusty and a few of his friends to a cabin in Scofield last weekend. It is absolutly gorgeous there. Look how much fun we all had...
I felt so bad when I caught that fish i almost started crying. This was the first time I have ever been fishing, I didn't think I would actually catch a fish. I yelled, "throw it back, don't let it die..." Howeer Jessica did the dirty work, which is okay I suppose because she ate it for dinner. Poor little guy, he didn't even know what was coming....

strange brew...

2008-07-29T10:49:00.000-07:00

Today at work I noticed a drawer in the KITCHEN labeled PENS/RAZORBLADES/THERMOMETERS. As if this wasn't weird enough, my curiosity lead me to open the drawer. what did I find? Tampons.

What do Feist and nice drivers have in common?

2008-07-18T13:36:00.000-07:00

Nothing probably, but here are a couple stories....

Last night I went to the Feist show in Deer Valley which was absolutely amazing. She is just a dainty babe o la rockin' out on a huge guitar. I think maybe everyone there either added to their crush, or developed one on her. Good music, pretty night, fun dancing.

The ride there was a bit adventurous as my car had a "too hot to trot" problem. It decided to stop working half way to Park City. So, we left the car in Parley's canyon and decided to travel by thumb. It actually worked out well. The three of us hitchhiked all the way to the front doors of the Deer Valley lodge and made it to the show with time to spare. Thanks lady. (Nice Driver #1) Not to worry we got a ride back to the car after the show and it started right up.

Earlier today as i was coasting out of Sardine canyon on my way back to Logan town I was a good 15 miles per hour over the speed limit. A girl passed on the other side of the road and flashed her lights tons of times. This is one of my favorite ways of sticking it to the man. It is the one way we as normal drivers can unite against the bacon. I slowed down and in about five seconds I passed a blood thirsty, radar loving cop a zoid. That girl saved me $100.00. No ticket for me. Thanks lady. (Nice Driver #2)

peach please...

2008-07-05T22:11:00.000-07:00

These are my nephews...Cole, Luke, and Van. They made over $30.00 in two hours selling snowcones in our front yard. It looks like lemonade has finally found its match, which is sad, but true. This photo was taken about five minutes before Brights (the dog) threw up ON a customer's shoe. We gave that kid a free snowcone and let him use our hose to clean the puke off his foot. Everyone was way grossed out but for some reason I couldn't stop laughing. good girl brights.

There she goes...

2008-06-21T20:01:00.000-07:00

My darling sister, Natalie, got married yesterday. She had the ceremony in my parents' backyard. It was one of the funnest weddings I have ever been to. We danced our pants off. I will probably post more pictures later. This is me with my two sisters right before my dad walked her down the aisle. way to go Natty tang.

Dear Yamaha,

2008-06-17T09:42:00.000-07:00

Excuse me, I love summer night motorcycle rides.
I never drive. I just hold on.
Thanks and have a great day.

The old, the bold.

2008-05-28T12:51:00.000-07:00

During the summer time the young move from Logan, and the the old flock to Logan. They are called "summer citizens." These oldies come from all over the country to cool off in Cache Valley for a few months. Anyway, Camie and I were put in charge of taking them on outdoor adventures. Of course I got excited about it and came up with a little name for the club....Golden Adventures. We meet each Wednesday for a hike or canoe adventure. I suppose it is just a lucky coincidence that I happen to absolutely love old people. We went up the Green Canyon single track today, which is in its prime from all the rainy days we have had. We walked up a few miles and back. They all seemed to really enjoy the canyon, none of them had been up there before. We are taking them disc golfing next week, which should be fun considering I am the worst disc golfer I have ever met.

Moab, head and all.

2008-05-16T13:46:00.000-07:00

Moab Breakfast

Camie Stucki and Me

Headless Mike...they tried to kill this guy to eat.
Somehow he just kept living...I think it had something
to do with his brain stem. They fed him straight down the
esophagus for 18 months until he accidentally choked on something and died.
Fruita's beautiful claim to fame.

Well, I stayed in Logan this summer. So far, totally awesome. The first week I was gone on a training trip for work. We went to Fruita, Colorado which is famous for not only biking, but also a headless chicken named Mike. We also stayed in Moab for a night on floated down the daily for some river love. I had a good time despite the fact that all the guys that were on the trip are married. You don't get no love if your hanging out with married dudes. However, I had fun getting to know everyone better, especially my girl Camie. The end.

brights!

2008-05-15T11:03:00.000-07:00

Here she is, my puppy, Brights. She is actually not a puppy at all. She is almost 12 years old. That is 84 in dog world. 84! She still enjoys walks, but not runs. Right now she lives with me in Logan town. I got her shaved for summer. So dang cute and good and nice and old.

onesie for all

2008-05-08T23:13:00.000-07:00

This is Van Hackett, the happiest kid I've ever seen. This onesie was a little bit of an experiment. I am trying to make new things to sell at the Farmers' markets. I am still working out a few minor details. If you have any special request let me know. I'll make it, and you can buy it from me. Thanks to Zack and Kim for the cute photos and the cute kid.

P.S. Holly loves Van

Buy Local First, please.

2008-04-29T22:01:00.000-07:00

Each Saturday in the summer Logan's local farmers and artists sell their goodies at Pioneer park, which is located at 100 South 200 East in little old Logan town. This year I hope to once again sell hats, aprons, and bags, with a new addition of baby onesies. My booth probably wont be set up until the second half of the summer, as I will be crocheting and sewing until then. It is definitly one of the highlights of Logan's summers for me. I love all the colors, treats, and people. There is usually a local music group playing, dancing is welcome. If you are in Logan you should check it out, if you want. I also included some photos of Seattle's famous farmers' market, one of my favorites. Hope you have a great day!

Dear Jesse,

2008-04-24T09:52:00.000-07:00

This is Jesse. Today is his birthday.
Happy Birthday Jesse.

Stuff about the kid...
He rides bikes a lot and gets a flat tire AT LEAST once a week.
He used to love pirates, maybe still does.
He knows a lot of one line jokes.
He looks great in flannel.
He can grow a beard like a real man.
He is a real man.

Here's to a New Soul...

2008-04-17T12:15:00.001-07:00

Well, here comes the glorious spring! Flowers and fresh air, just what I wanted! This woman, Yael Naim, is quite an elegant little lady. I am pretty sure she is French. I am positive she makes colorful and creative music videos. Dainty dance party with those old round string lights, all on the middle of a lake...only complete with an old piano...and a few exciting friends....if only, if only...

Work It Girl...

2008-04-01T10:23:00.001-07:00

I started working at the O.R.C. a couple months ago. Too bad i waited until my senior year to get a job here, because I seriously love it! The O.R.C. rents out outdoor equipment and plans fun adventure trips for students. We also manage all of the yurts in Logan and Green Canyon. It is fun working here because all the people that come through are either on their way to a fun adventure, or just getting back, sometimes with an exciting little story to share. We rent skis, bikes, kayaks, canoes, and all kinds of camping gear. Not to mention, when it slows down Jess
and I practice popping wheelies on the mountain bikes, and sometimes have small dance parties. It is nice to enjoy your job.

Look Away, You Rollin' River...

2008-03-25T13:28:00.000-07:00

River Yoga

View from Doll House

Captain Natty

Learning to row

Thanks for the music!

Stinky, but cute.

This year for SPRING BREAK a bunch of kids went on a river trip down Cataract Canyon. It was so great to be on the water, outside in the fresh air for five whole days. We were on the Colorado River and paddled from Moab to Lake Powell. I can't believe how much I absolutely love the the river and all it has to offer. We went on a few hikes, ate yummy food, played games a plenty, and brushed up on our yoga skills. Matt and Phil provided live music for all. The canyon provided beauty for all. The groover provided comfort for all. I paddled through a few rapids, providing fright for all. Thanks to Matt Cline for the photos. Enjoy...

Think Green!

2008-03-17T14:24:00.000-07:00

Today I had to park at a meter. The only problem, there was no change anywhere in the car. I thought, What am I going to do? I got out of my car to start searching under the floor mats. Just then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the last person to park in that spot left a good half hour on the count down clock.

Coincidence: NO
Luck O the Irish: YES
Always happy to be Irish!
Happy St. Patricks Day!

From, Holly Jo O'Hackett

Flight of the Footloose...

2008-03-04T16:42:00.000-08:00

Who needs Footloose when you have Flight of the Concords? If you liked Kevin Bacon, hopefully you will love Bret. I had a hard time not laughing out loud in the library. Enjoy...

The Next Big One...

2008-03-03T17:57:00.000-08:00

I saw this little advertisement at KSM which is the local music shop in Logan. I am pretty sure this is the most motivated 11-14 year old I have ever seen. I know the picture is kinda hard to read. This is a result of the combination of a camera phone, which I borrowed from a friend, and multiple write and erase marks on the paper. This is what they are looking for:
A lead Guitarist, Drummer, and bass all full time. Plus one song writer, part time only please.
Some experience is needed, and you must be between the ages of 11-14, so sorry to all you old-timers out there.

Bienvenidos a Blogland

2008-03-01T23:46:00.000-08:00

Well, my little friend Ashwipe Aland migrated to blogland last night. It was wonderful. We have proof...and handmade mittens.

How Red Can You Go?

2008-02-29T11:13:00.000-08:00

Hopefully this is the most embarrassing thing that happens to me today....It all started as I was walking out of my last class on a Friday afternoon. I thought to myself, man I would really love a treaty type drink right now. So I wondered into Cafe Ibis, which is this small little coffee shop on campus, and ordered my usual lavender Italian cream soda. The kid behind the counter seemed friendly. As he mixed my drink we started having a fun little conversation. I unzipped my back pack and reached for my wallet to, as normal people do, pay for my purchase. So, maybe I'm not good at keeping track of things. Maybe I never found my wallet. Maybe the kid thought I was trying a very strange new flirting technique. Maybe some of you can imagine how red my face was. Luckily the kid was nice enough to make a few jokes about it...I am pretty sure he could tell how embarrassed I was. I promised to bring the money by on Monday...let's all hope I don't forget.

Time to Shift Gears...

2008-02-28T15:17:00.000-08:00

Logan winters can get pretty dang freaking cold. At least this year we got tons of snow to go along with the cold, so we got to go skiing. However, I think it is only fair every now and then to dream about the days of spring. Today I finally got to RIDE MY BIKE to work without having to worry about...
A: spinning out on a patch of ice
B: snowflake vision
C: having to ride in the middle of the road because of the snowbanks
D: getting scooped up by a snowplow
E: my hands freezing directly to the handle bars
F: everyone's favorite..that line of dirty water, mud, snow that splashes up a perfect outer butt crack on your pants.
It took half the amount of time to ride my bike to work than it usually takes to walk. It made me remember just how much I love riding bikes around town, especially Logan town. Right now I actually own three "around town" bikes...all of which probably aren't worth as much change as you could fit in your pocket. However, I can't seem to part with any of them. I keep telling myself maybe this summer I will have enough money to fix them up. For those of you that know me well, we all know I will most likely be in this exact same situation this fall. The whole point of this post is, a friend of a bike is a friend of mine.... unless they are total jerks.

Do It For The World...

2008-02-17T21:31:00.000-08:00

Enjoying the warm desert with a few friends. Jumping, falling, laughing, and walking through the sandy river bottom of Snow Canyon. Alissa, Madi, Tyler, Austin, Jameson, and me. Happy Presidents' Day.

2007/08 Banff Mountain Film Festival International Tour

2008-02-15T10:08:00.001-08:00

Last night The Banff Film came through Logan. I work at the ORC now, so I got to help with the raffle and all that stuff, it was fun. The films they showed made me want leave this town, pack up and adventure to the farthest village I could find. There was a Chris Sharma world tour film, a tele across the universe bit, and a few other colorful, creative adventures. Way to go Banff.

Pretty Little Girl...

2008-02-15T09:27:00.000-08:00

Maybe you have seen this before. I just couldn't resist....
This is my new itty bitty niece. Her name is Liv. I made her this hat before she was born. Apparently I thought she was going to be the biggest newborn in Hackett history. Hopefully she grows into it before the weather warms up too much. If not, i suppose it makes a fun wig.