Thursday morning crew

MeRrY CHrIsTmAs from the Thursday morning breakfast crew!!!

Don't worry, ski happy

A good snapshot keeps a moment from running away.” Eudora Welty

…or in my case, sliding down a ski slope.

I’m such a copy cat because you all know I didn’t read something intellectually charging and find that on my own…Unless you call the Pottery Barn 2011 Gift Guide intellectually charging.

If you know me very well, you know that my MOST favorite thing to do in this ENTIRE world is to ski. I LOVE LOVE LOVE it. Like, REALLY love it. As I mentioned, with the 3-0 looming ever so closely, Jason planned a little trip with some of our best friends. Now, I talk to her almost every day, so how she didn’t tell me- even went as far as to LIE to my face-is a miracle! PROPS TO HER! You can lie to me if you want if it involves us going skiing. They all schemed and told me over dinner one night… I cried. I was a giddy child counting down the days.

Well, it’s now over. It was THE most fun trip I’ve ever been on. We had an ABSOLUTE ball and laughed the entire way home. I was so happy to scoop my girl into my arms and pat Gus’s head, but oh my… .the memories are wonderful.We talked about how we often try SO hard to live in the moment, take it all in and burn memories into our minds…it’s hard. Then, I saw the quote above. Thank goodness for pictures. Thank goodness for lugging my serious camera up the mountain. Funny note, Yours Truly didn’t feel the need to check the battery. Got up the mountain, posed and it DIED. RIGHT THERE ON TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN! WHAT IF…. WHAT IF…. Oh my. It didn’t happen, so let’s not go there.

These friends of ours…. They are precious precious precious.(I'll teach you about doing silly poses around me!)They took time off their important jobs, busy schedules and smack dab in the middle of the Christmas rush to spend time (and money) to go skiing with me for my birthday. See! Precious friends. Very humbling, might I add. AND… good skiers, might I also add.See, I’m the one that went flying on concrete and about broke my almost 30 year old body. Jason rethought the trip at that moment, I think. I had a small mental lapse. As in, I guess I forgot you can’t ski on concrete- I have no idea, but I gave them a GREAT show. All of that within the first hour! I’ll SPARE you everyone else’s senior moments because they didn’t sign up to be on this blog. So, for your info, they were FAST, graceful, never missed a beat, Picabo Street-kinda skiers. Ahem! One of them even wanted to go to the terrain part and do tricks off the hills without a helmet- FIERCE. Um…DID I MENTION WITHOUT EVER DOING A TERRAIN PARK BEFORE!! See, even senior moments for the youngest on the trip.

So, my husband is the best, most kind and thoughtful person. We all survived. Had the TIME of our lives. One of us is closer to 30. As I stated, nothing the hot tub couldn’t cure. My parents kept EB while we vacationed in Utah. EB had the time of her little life as well and asked if she could hear Millie’s voice again once we got her home. They, too, helped me have the best trip ever.

PS- I met a little girl that was 3.5 and had started skiing when she was 18 months old. Watch out folks, EB will be cutting it up this time next year!! Thank you, JB, Carras and parents for the best trip and birthday surprise!

30 isn't so bad.

I'm a few days shy of 30. Unreal...Simply because I still feel 25. My sweet husband and some of our best friends planned a little jaunt out west to hit the slopes to ease the transition. Or maybe it was an attempt to truly make me feel my age- Nothing a few trips to the hot tub can't cure.

We're ready!

Santa’d up. A year makes a huge difference. Last year, we ALL got to sit on Santa’s lap and tell him what we wanted. This year, EB marched up there, verified that he WOULD indeed be paying a visit to her house and checked off her list right then and there.

Decorated. We have too much “Christmas” in our house [BLASTED PINTEREST!!]… but it’s comforting, isn’t it? I threatened to take half of it down in a text conversation with Jason because I can’t function in there under those conditions, but…. Better to have the halls decked with boughs of holly, I suppose. My Pandora app is hands down my most favorite app on my phone. Currently, I have about six Christmas song channels ready to go at a moment’s notice. On the Country Christmas station I heard a wonderful twangy version of something from Mr. George Strait himself. He mentioned, “humbly kneeling by the manger.” I like that… A LOT. It is now the image on the forefront of my mind this month.

Yeah yeah yeah... I loved this font on Pinterest.

Three

Three years ago today....
And now....

So blessed! We are so in love with this girl. Happy Birthday, sweet, crazy, precious girl!! We love you more than you can ever imagine. What a blessed blessed blessed three years it has been.

A new craze

We are SLOWLY sticking our toes into the world of princesses. Lately, EB has shown a fondness to Snow White. She particularly loves when the seven dwarves sing “Hi Ho.” Here is her rendition….listen closely to the beginning….

Somehow she’s confused. I’m not sure if it’s worth correcting or not.

For love of the game

A message from a fan (remember: she’s not quite three… the fight song has lots of words…but her heart is TOTALLY there):