Daddy takes care of his girls! Treated Mommy and I to a killer steak dinner at the Cowboy Club in Sedona Arizona. I love it when he spoils us. We had a beautiful trip.
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So glad to celebrate with Momm.
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So I’m sitting in the basement, listening to this free SXSW music channel thinking about the past few weeks – and cracking up about poor KD today.
KD told me she ran out of something probably a little important (reason why I hide names here LOL) to get us two coveted wristbands to enjoy music for the week of SXSW. Yay!
I sure don’t want to jinx it, but 2011 is starting out being totally incredible. It might not seem like much when you write it all down to share, but it’s been better than I’d ever dreamed for us. I feel so blessed and hope that each and everyone of you wondering why I’m not calling is now all caught up and is also having a great year!!
So, I did get some other gifts too…
First thing I love: Christmas decorations at 60% off.
(Doesn’t this look like something out of a magazine?
And it’s just a wreath for MY fireplace! And it was SEVEN DOLLARS).
Second: A Dadd who spent forever finding me some vintage skis to hang and make some art out of for the house!
We don’t really DO Christmas. I get sad about it sometime, staying here to ski instead of going home. I get sad that I’m not better at organizing something or planning a party or buying everyone their dream gifts.
This year on Christmas Eve I received a gorgeous sign from my friends K+TP. A candle from MIL. Some stocking stuffers from Momm and Dadd.
I knew it was the one real gift under my tree to save for last from my Meme – Dadd’s mommy. I wasn’t sure what it was until I opened it. And paged through it. And cried and cried and cried.
I think this gift is very special, one that you should immediately go and buy for your loved ones.
I bought this book for Meme and she filled it out and returned it to me. It’s questions about her past, present, life observations and family stories.
She left nothing blank, word for word the questions fill out her whole being and are there now for my children and theirs to someday read. It’s pretty exceptional. The perfect gift!
There’s no way for any picture to do the Grand Canyon justice. We took 1000 anyway. I’m so happy my parents invited us to AZ and we made the drive out. Getting to see it with my own eyes and experience it with them yesterday was remarkable. The white line you see at the top rim is 800 feet wide, 12 miles away from us.
It’s really hard for me to behave. I can’t remember which munchkin we knew that used to ask “Are you bein’have?”
Toting the in laws back to Park City and using them as indentured servants seemed totally appropriate knowing how good FIL is at this stuff. I’ve tried to help. I’ve tried to suggest fun activities. I’ve tried to help MK bond to his family. The house stuff was just a bonus. Then the project I asked for got started. But now I don’t want them to leave. And it’s not just because I’m worried we won’t ever be able to finish this project without them. Although we might not have company for a while.
It’s fun with a house full. SIL is young, as you may or may not know, and a pure PLEASURE to have around the house. I could adopt an 11 year old. MIL is teaching me how to cook. FIL laughs at all my jokes.
So I’m trying not to think about them leaving – about how life will get back to normal and we’ll stay up late and get back on the internet and not make frowny faces about other stuff we’re missing (Twitter was down? It’s amazing how you don’t notice the fail whale if you GET OUT.) or forgetting. I’m not thinking about the gym I haven’t been to in a week, the pigging out we’ve been doing.
Because family is fun. We really fall off the grid here when family comes. I guess it’s because we’re different people. There’s normal us, ans then take it down 50 clicks family is in town us. Make sure you’re bein’have.
This past weekend we ventured out in to nature and camped with the K family. It’s hard to describe just how hilarious it was. It started trying to explain what was going on on the 7 year old hand in this photo…
The party continued after dropping the last of our family off at the airport. We hopped in the car after a big cheap Vegas lunch and headed to California.
I think I am still a little CA at heart. MK woke me up from my road nap – seriously, my family didn’t sleep – about 45 minutes out of San Diego. My heart swelled with all the excitement of seeing all the people and places I’d been missing.
We got all set up with the super awesome newlywed B’s. We got in just in time for Taco Tuesday with MR and my brother – seriously, he drove overnight from Vegas and went to work and still came to meet us, my family is crazy – and it was like we never left. I was beyond happy. We ran around seeing friends and eating yummy food all week.
We were there for the Hash, our running club, Red Dress Run. We also played volleyball Thursday and ran the Pink Dress Run on Friday. Down time? What’s that? Three crazy fun days and long nights later it was Red Dress time. My brother joined us, and it was so fun buying him a dress. A couple years back he might punch a guy in a dress, now he gets the funny of it all. I love him for that.
JB and I got all cancan costumed up, got the guys ready, and we headed out. The run was a riot. Smaller than the last two years but just as silly! We said some more hellos and some goodbyes at the Wavehouse on Sunday, and MK had to drag me out of there kicking and screaming.
I mean, our hosts were awesome. Awesome cooks, awesome bartenders. JB let me make soaps with her. And they have a remote with a touchscreen. I wanted to stay forever!