In case you missed it, this post of mine on Deseret News has received over 5500 hits so far--that's a lot for our little blog! I've pretty much figured out that if I write about either fat or depression then women start coming out of the woodwork. Unfortunately, I can't write about that every week, but if you're interested in other topics as well, you can read this or this. (Roots and Wings is my personal favorite, but it's much too sweet to get any attention.)
On Labor Day last week we decided to take advantage of the perfect September weather and take a family hike. We went to Cecret Lake (sometimes spelled Secret) only to find out there was nothing secret about it. After being advised to wait in line for a shuttle to take us up to the trail head, we looked at the line of people and size of the shuttle and decided to take our chances by driving up to the little parking lot next to the trail head ourselves. We got lucky and scored a spot right by the trail head! Pretty as it was, we learned this area is covered in wildflowers in the late spring/early summer, so we may have to try it out again next year. These are some of my favorite pictures from the day:
On the way home I noticed a Groupon in my inbox for Smashburger, so I convinced my family to try it even though we were already headed to In-n-Out. We liked a lot of things about it--and the burgers were really good--but there's just something about In-n-Out that we can't give up! It was still fun to try a new place.
Rachael FINALLY started pre-school the next day. We were both more than ready for this change in the schedule. She is such a little social butterfly so it's been really great for her. She told me after a couple of days that she's in the group of kids who listen and that she is only friends with the other kids who listen to because the kids who don't listen make the teacher really crabby. That's what she said. She also said her own prayer this morning for the first time all by herself without any prompts from me. And I quote: "Dear Heavenly Father, I'm thankful for this day. I'm thankful that I didn't got a mosquito bite. Please bless me to grow faster. And that my birthday will come sooner. And that I'll get a parrot when I'm a grown up, I mean, a mom. And that I'll have lots of kids. Amen." Spoken like a true almost 5-year-old:
Kate started making another one of her quirky voodoo dolls, which are really more like good luck charms. She got this Albert Einstein one at a gift shop in Zions over spring break, but I think hers are just as . . . cute? This doll is also still sitting on my kitchen counter. Will someone please tell me how to de-clutter and organize a home with living breathing people in it who are constantly bringing in and/or creating stuff??
I didn't really want to spend my afternoon this way, but I had made a hair appointment weeks earlier not thinking about what day it was, so not wanting to miss out on covering my progressively graying hair, I spent the afternoon getting my hair done. Since I was there, I decided to splurge on a manicure just for kicks. Why not? It was my birthday, and I was feeling self-indulgent. I get a little bit of an entitlement attitude on my birthday, but in our family we really like to spoil each other on our birthdays so it's all good. Hee hee.
On the drive home, I called a friend I haven't talked to in absolutely forever (another self-indulgent treat) and then walked in the door to find this artistic display of love from Kate:
La Caille. (If you live in the area, you are very familiar.) I have heard of this place many times going back to my BYU days. It's a favorite for special dates, dances, and wedding receptions. We were TOTALLY underdressed, but after getting over ourselves and owning our embarrassment we thoroughly enjoyed the experience. How can you not? Look at this place! The entrance:
the Radish Spirit dance from Spirited Away.) In the picture below Rachael is checking out the biggest coup of my birthday weekend: a crumber, courtesy of the waitress at La Caille who thought my reaction to it was so great. Have you ever heard of/seen a CRUMBER? This is a VERY exciting find for me considering the amount of crumbs we produce in our family. And even better? The kids fight over who gets to use it. (It really is a miracle, and for a mere five bucks on Amazon you should really go get one. Right now.)
We're eating those darn peaches for breakfast, lunch, and dinner: