A Weekend Away

I have really great parents.

The best ever.

I'm sorry if you thought your parents were the best, but you're wrong. My parents are.

My parents will do anything for anybody and are the most generous people ever. EVER.

So, how do we pay them back for being so great?

We take them to the cabin for the weekend where they can relax.

My dad had never been to Yellowstone before. (I know, what?!) We didn't go as kids (why would we? Family of all girls. Camping = big no, no. Actually, OUTDOORS = BIG NO, NO), so we took him to:

Old Faithful:

(Yup, still boring.)

And the "Little Grand Canyon of Yellowstone:" Where there is a really pretty waterfall:

And we got caught in a buffalo traffic jam:

And we literally saw 2 buffalo butting heads feet away from our car. It was kind of scary, but really cool:

This is my dad:He's taking pictures of the fighting buffalo out of the sunroof.

My parents and Mike were also good sports and indulged me in going to see a show at Mack's Inn Theater. We had fun before the show started:

The show was a spoof of Robin Hood.

I think I said, "I'm sorry," to my family at least 50,000 times. It was awful. Well, no, the first act was awful, the second act was just okay. Mike leaned over to me at one point and said, "We drove 4 hours to listen to Mormon humor?" There were a lot of Mormon jokes. And it was funny, just not extremely funny. And the guy who played Robin Hood looked way to comfortable in his tighty, tight tights. So, that was my indulgence for the weekend.

The next day we went to Big Springs and Johnny Sack's Cabin. Whenever Mike and I have gone there in the past, the cabin has always been closed, so we'd never seen inside it before. Johnny Sack was a German immigrant who was only 4'11" tall. His house has become a historical monument in Big Springs.

Kind of cool: It was a really nice weekend. And it was especially great to get away from the heat (the high was 85 up there; jealous?) and relax.

My mom will do a much better job (and her pictures are better) of detailing our trip, so jump over to her blog: http://www.robinsonrubbish.blogspot.com/

Thank you to the Steed's for letting us use the cabin!

Slinkies

Some people are like slinkies. Not really good for anything, but they bring a smile to your face when pushed down a flight of stairs.

TAG

My sister, Aimee, sent me to do this a while ago, but, being me, I forgot until now. So . . . hang on. You're about to learn things about me you might not want to know . . .

#1: Favorite Shoes
This was hard for me (and you'll see why if you keep reading), but I decided to pick . . . my Madden Girl heels. Lately, these are my favorite because they make my stubby legs look long kind-of long.

#2: Kitchen Sink

#3: Favorite Room
Our big bathtub. It's probably the only thing I like about our house.

But I do like our front room or "home teacher room," because it houses most of my books.

#4: What are the kids doing right now?

No kids, but the cat is being obnoxious and keeps trying to attack me.

#5: Self Portrait

Bleh.

#6: Bathroom

Don't judge.

#7: Closet
You are about to learn the reason why I had a hard time picking a favorite pair of shoes.
Yes, that back wall is filled with my shoes.
And here's some more . . . And more . . .
And more . . .

Yes, I know it's a problem. Don't judge.

#8: Refrigerator
Hmmm . . . I should probably go to the store.

#9: Laundry Room
What can I say? Pretty typical.If you want to play and share your house (or, in my case, your mess) please do.

1461 Days

1461 days.

Or 4 years.

Mike and I have been eternally bound to each other for 4 years.

And we haven't killed each other yet. Amazingly, enough.

I told Mike that the only thing I wanted for our anniversary was for him to plan the day and not ask me what I wanted to do. I just wanted him to do everything (kind of selfish of me, but . . . eh).

So, we went to the zoo.

Where we saw an exhibit entitled "Nature's Nightmares:And were told before we went in to not speak too loudly, or the bats might get upset and attack. (The zoo worker telling us this literally laughed at my face when she said that.)

Bats. Gross.

And we had to go and meet Zuri, the baby elephant. I was amazed at how human-like elephants are. Zuri was laying on the ground and she kept moving her leg to scratch and all I could think was how human-like it looked.

And then there were the giraffes:
And then . . . the camera died. So no pictures of the wolf (which Mike was sad about, because every time he's been to the zoo, the wolf is never out, and he was out front and center).

Oh, and by the way, it was HELLA-HOT at the zoo.

So, after our animal encounter, we went home to spend time in the air-conditioning (and to charge the camera), before heading out to dinner.

Mike took me to eat my very favorite thing in the entire world: No, not Japanese umbrellas . . .

Sushi.

I love it so much, I really think I could eat it everyday and not be sick of it. Even the picture looks yummy to me.

So, it's been 4 years.

And I wouldn't trade him for anything. Normally, we're not a couple who professes our love outright in front of other people, but I love Mike more than anything and I can't wait for the next 1461 days (and beyond).

I think I just threw up a little bit.

Abby

This is my friend, Abby: Abby and I have been friends since we were both cast in Annie in 200 . . . 4(?). Ever since I met her, the only thing she has ever wanted to do was get married and start a family. Of 12 kids. That's right. Abby wants 12 kids.

Her wish came true. And she told me that the newlyweds (her new husband's name is Kyle) will start trying to have the first of their 12 kids in September.

We met Crack (aka Emily) and Mark (aka 2001 Ricky Martin) at the reception: The thing is, we all used to be really close. Crack, Abby, a friend of ours named Shelley (whom we didn't see at the reception) and I used to call ourselves "The Sisterhood." That's how close we were. And seeing them again made me realize just how much I miss them. But . . . such is life. Marriages (me and Shelley), kids (just Shelley), nannying in Boston (Abby), and missions (Crack) happen. While Abby and Kyle cut the cake . . .
They were serendadaed by an accordian player:

Classy.

And totally Abby.