Well, we done did take our summer trip to Utah last week. Remember that trip? The one where I was going to bask in their 80-90 degree weather all summer?
Yeah, we were there for a week. One lousy week.
Stupid money-making job of that husband of mine.
But I can't complain too much. The time we spent there was wonderful.
First of all, when did Utah turn into a verdant rain forest? Seriously, it was the greenest place I've ever seen...compared with the bleak desert I live in now.
Don't get me wrong, I love our new desert home. Heat and dirt devil storms and Havalina's and all. Oh my.
We did everything and nothing. We stayed up late with old friends playing games. We went camping and played in a river and ate hot dogs and s'mores (I will now admit that it was the FIRST s'more I've ever eaten, because, it is the FIRST s'more I've ever wanted to eat. I blame the fetus.) I'd also like to note for future generations that I set up the tent and blew up the mattress and made our beds entirely by myself.
We spent a lot of time with Brett's good friend, and I'm grateful we got to. He's having a rough time in his life right now, and it's been really hard being so far away, not being able to be there with him and for him.
We visited with family, we ate at Cafe Rio (although this was hardly novelty, there is a single Cafe Rio 20 minutes away from us in AZ.)
It was awesome. I took no pictures.
When we got home, we had some visitors stay with us all the way from Colorado for three days. It was a lot of fun. I'm tired, but happy.
And now...I rest. And bake my baby. I'm good at bakin' babies.