Showing posts with label Star Valley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Star Valley. Show all posts
Friday, January 13, 2017
Wednesday, January 11, 2017
Autumnal Recollections... of our own insanity
The Doctor is remarkable. (And so I remark...)
He decided to run another marathon this year. This time in St. George, Utah.
The timing was tricky, though, because it happened to be the weekend BEFORE our kids had a "Fall Break" from school. It also happened to be at the same time as the LDS temple open-house in Star Valley, Wyoming.
SO- I hatched a daring plan (facilitated by $35 one-way flights from Southwest Airlines.)
It looked like this:
Green represents Me
Red represents my kids
Blue represents my husby
Labels:
Church,
Family,
Feta,
Grammy,
Grandma Ida,
Grandma Jen,
Grandpa Craig,
Grandpa Dee,
Grapes,
Kelsey,
marathon,
Mommy-Crazies,
Pencil,
Sock,
Star Valley,
The Doctor,
Uncle Lon,
Utah,
Vacation,
Video
Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Then June Happened
Walk with me, down short term memory lane.
Just a summer ago....
We really WERE busy! We traveled and visited and celebrated!!
First- a wedding dinner then wedding for Uncle Lon and his sweetheart, Liz!!
Grandpa Dee and some of the gang.
Just a summer ago....
We really WERE busy! We traveled and visited and celebrated!!
First- a wedding dinner then wedding for Uncle Lon and his sweetheart, Liz!!
Grandpa Dee and some of the gang.
Labels:
Birthday,
Grandma Ida,
Grandpa Dee,
Star Valley,
Uncle Lon,
Uncle Shane,
Utah,
Vacation,
Wedding
Thursday, July 19, 2012
How I spent my Summer Vacation, Part 2
And so, as my sister's sweet boyfriend, B, drove my exhausted children and my shell-shocked self back to the northern-ish parts of Utah from whence he came to rescue us, I pondered if this Fred-death thing was an omen.
You know... A portent of doom lurking over the horizon of our planned fun. (Am I the only person who does that? I get so caught up in the fact that things have been good, so that must mean it's our turn for the bad stuff now...) I migrained hard when we arrived at my in-laws. I cried at the thoughts of what might have happened because of that deer (and thankfully did not!) And I missed my husband.
With some perspective now, I am happy to report that our fun was not harmed in the making of this vacation.
This leads us to event #2!
I was able to rent a car for the monkeys and I to use. (Note: do not try to rent a mini-van on the fly in Utah over the 4th of July weekend, or any weekend near unto. Don't do it. It cannot be done. Reserve that mini-van at least a year in advance. Two if you want to play it safe. Ahem) Our full sized car worked out well. The kids were not too squished in the back and only a few screaming battles erupted, so we are optimistically calling it a success.
AND SO
Event #2:
You know... A portent of doom lurking over the horizon of our planned fun. (Am I the only person who does that? I get so caught up in the fact that things have been good, so that must mean it's our turn for the bad stuff now...) I migrained hard when we arrived at my in-laws. I cried at the thoughts of what might have happened because of that deer (and thankfully did not!) And I missed my husband.
With some perspective now, I am happy to report that our fun was not harmed in the making of this vacation.
This leads us to event #2!
I was able to rent a car for the monkeys and I to use. (Note: do not try to rent a mini-van on the fly in Utah over the 4th of July weekend, or any weekend near unto. Don't do it. It cannot be done. Reserve that mini-van at least a year in advance. Two if you want to play it safe. Ahem) Our full sized car worked out well. The kids were not too squished in the back and only a few screaming battles erupted, so we are optimistically calling it a success.
AND SO
Event #2:
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