moab part two: the delicate arch

The delicate arch

Beautiful but oh.....so windy.
I really thought we might find our selves blown and tossed to the bottom.
I was nervous at the top.
Canyon and the wind were making me nervous.
I saw Canyon sprinting along the edge of the gulley.
Without a care in the world.
With those mean gusty winds in full force.
I pretty sure I sounded like a crazy woman.
Yelling for him to stop.
He thought i was worrying to much.
I'm sure I saved his life.
It was a relief to be at the bottom of the gulley.
But then we had to go back up.
It was still windy and scary.

Our lives were spared
and we were headed back down.
We told Canyon to kiss one of the Cairns marking the trail.
Then he could tell everyone his first kiss was in Moab with Karen.
He wouldn't do it.
"No way" He said.
He settled on a picture with her instead.
I think he will regret it.
It would be a good story.

Ellie thought she was super strong for surviving the wind storm.
I thought she was too.
Lucy slept the whole way back to the car.
But she was awake to see this.
and get her first picture underneath
the grand delicate arch.
even though you can't see her.
She's there in the pack.
experiencing it all.

on the neglect of blinds

My poor blinds have been so neglected. Every time I was ready to do them some how something better came up. So today I grounded myself from doing anything fun until those blinds were dust free. Lucy wanted to help. I'm pretty sure it was just so she could spray the stuff. I was dreaming she would be better at it than she was. More from her....less for me. Nope. She mostly just followed me around nibbling on a cookie and singing me all of Ellie's first grade program songs out of her Crystal light stained lips. Only stopping to concentrate on spraying the dusting potion. The whole time I was grounded I kept thinking that I deserved something for all my hard work. :) And I kept thinking about the barstools I have been wanting FOREVER. They would be the best reward. The "real ones" cost as much as my house. But I found almost exact replicas for a fraction of the price. But they are ALWAYS, ALWAYS out of stock. When I was ungrounded I got on-line just for a peek....and they were in stock! So I pressed send and now I am waiting....happily waiting. Some things are just meant to be.

moab part one

The week before we took to the road was long.

It was hard. Emotionally and physically exhausting.

Just an overall sad week for each of us.

So the open road and days of fresh air to just be together was just what we needed.

If I learned anything from the week before.

It's that life is WAY to short to waste away not enjoying it.

And not just the the great big wonderful things.

But all the little things that are in between those great big wonderful things.

Sometimes those little details are the best of all.

The spice to life.

First adventure.

Family Bike ride.

Exploring Moab's trail system.

lets hit the road

We have been gone road trippin it for a few days.

I checked the weather 3 times a day before we left

trying to decide on our destination.

High on the list determining the location was SUNSHINE.

So it was off to the sunny, sandy desert.

It was beautiful in every way.

Except for the moments that it was windy.

That gusty wind almost blew our little family right off the side of the Delicate Arch.

I don't like wind. Not.at.all.

All the other lovely non-windy moments made up for it.

And now that we have been home for a couple days

and the stinky, sandy laundry that was piled up to my eye balls has somewhat diminished.

I can sit down and look at all our pictures

and soak it all in again.

I love a good road trip.

inside... looking out

Waiting for spring to come back.

wondering when.

hoping it's soon.

During this cold spell I swapped the pavement for the treadmill.

It was not nice very to me.

My tulips are trying hard to make their grand appearance.

I want to see it happen.

We have only got in ONE good spring ski day at the mountain.

That is not enough.

Canyon has to practice soccer outside.

I don't want him to freeze.

I bought big bags of popsicles.

I want to eat them.

And see my sidewalks decorated with chalk.

the list goes on.....and on.

Searching for Easter eggs in winter parkas

is when I say enough is enough.

Come back Spring.

Missing you.