The Sacrosanct Sunday Syndrome

Take a sit down break with me for a moment.

What is today? Today is Saturday the 30th.

Is it Halloween? By Jove no tis not! SUNDAY is the 31st.

So, I guess it's just a Mormon thing, the sacrosanct Sunday syndrome. Don't get me wrong here I firmly believe in not working Sundays and taking the day off, (although in college I worked 7 days a week)but tell me this: How is handing out candy to little kids on Sunday work?

I've heard it called "Excessive Recreation." It would make sense to me if doing it on a Sunday was faux pas because Halloween has evil undertones and witchcraft secular blah blah blah, but seriously, don't label it as something that one cannot fully expound to a non-believer. What constitutes as Excessive Recreation? Oh certainly not skiing, not grocery shopping, not going to the park. Take a piece of chalk and draw a line somewhere otherwise you'll be going everywhere.

Okay, so maybe the kids get to go out twice today and tomorrow (THE REAL HALLOWEEN) Cool, I can handle that. BUT--

HALLOWEEN IS THE 31ST AND THAT'S ALL THERE IS TO IT.

Don't get me started about not lighting off fireworks on the 4th of July but waiting until the 5th or doing it a day early.

Wait, remind me again what day did we get our Independence? Oh right, it was the 4th. Not the 3rd, not the 5th.

I lit off fireworks anyway.

I will give out candy today (because all kids need to make a haul on HAULOWEEN!)and tomorrow, the real Halloween.

Seedling

A memory misplaced,
a time easily forgotten,
when childhood seemed never-ending,
and adulthood far on the horizon.

I was six, wearing anklets made of pink hearts,
my Grandpa, a mentor and survivor of history,
took me out to look at trees.

We tied a yellow ribbon around a seedling,
saying "we will watch you grow."
We did.

Until I grew older and took my anklets off,
until I grew older and started driving cars
until I grew older and forgot about the Fir.

-Which was also growing-

Perhaps it shed the ribbon,
perhaps it grew too high to recall where it was rooted.
Now, it is in a forest of tall trees among its peers.

Still special and remembered.

How could I have so easily forgotten?

Autumn

Today was the first day of fall. The best season IN THE WORLD!

I was driving home late at night and leaves mysteriously rolled around on the ground. A perfect Halloween-esque night. Oh yes. I cannot wait to bust out the scarves, sweaters, and other autumny items.

Goodness.

Puke

This morning my husband decided to lay out his cleansing pills on our bedside table. In theory, good idea. In reality bad idea.

Our dog, Sophie, enjoys eating things off tables. Well unbeknownst to me, she deicded to eat the cleansing pill under my nose.

After she ate the pill I decided to get up and get ready for the work day. Well, after I fed Sophie her two cups of puppy chow, I started to eat my breakfast. I finish and clean up the dishes. Things are seemingly quite usual and banal.

Heading for the bedroom, I pass by the living room where Sophie's food had piled up in a half masticated, undigested lump of foamy puke.

How wonderful.

I bet everyone enjoys cleaning up vomit at eight in the morning.

Park City Adventures

Park City, UT is about a half an hour away from our home. So, naturally we decided to spend our anniversary there. It is in the mountains, and a quaint town very reminiscent of my dear PDX, OR. And it is the hoity toity part of Utah. I'm talking Robert Redford owned restaurants, the ski clubs for movie stars and of course, even the 7-11 has a rustic outfitting. Not kidding.

We stayed in one of the villas of the Marriott which was as big as our house... But our friend works there so we paid about what someone would pay for a one night stay in a regular hotel room. But we stayed there for two nights and three days.

The first night we were mostly in the hotel room doing things, checking out the whirlpool bathtub, hanging out by the fireplace and cuddling. Maybe some other things... Then we were asleep at 9pm and woke up a half an hour later asking ourselves why we were falling asleep. So, we went out to Doolans Sports Bar and got a Long Island Ice Tea and a Midori sour for me. Of course the kitchen was closed, so we drank and ran next door to Butchers Chophouse and got a huge platter of steak fries and a rum and coke for me.. Then we just walked around and went back to the hotel room satisfied with our adventures.

Saturday morning we woke up refreshed and ready for the day. We had breakfast at Atticus coffeehouse which was totally amazing. I had a latte with an everything bagel that housed a tomato and sprouts. It was very similar to Powell's bookstore, save for the novelty. However I purchased this absolutely coffee mug. That's my thing. I buy cute coffee mugs to have an eclectic collection of my favorite things.

Then after Atticus we explored. We hopped on this ski lift which had an amazing view of P.C. and we got totally sunburned. I have a water blister now from where I baked like a honey ham.
After the ride we went for lunch at some sort of cheap Mexican place on the boardwalk. It was tasty. And then we headed back for an adventure. One of our wholesallers is located out in P.C. so I decided to pay a visit and we got some candy. I got these French looking lozenges that were probably made in China or somewhere.

Then we went back to the hotel and stayed in for awhile. Until our dinner reservation at Chez Betty. Our dinner was so delicious. We had a four course dinner with a different wine pairing per plate. Except I hate cheesecake which was dessert. Also there was a dollop of sour cream on the bison. I hate sour cream. Goodness gracious! After that we went to the hotel room.

Sunday morning we walked around the farmer's market and we had breakfast at Easy Street which was the best biscuits and gravy I had in town. Then we headed back home


Now here I am at home.

Annie-very-sorry.... (anniversary)

This Sunday will be our one year anniversary. I can't believe I've been married to the most wonderful man in the universe for one whole year.


Time has gone by so fast. And yet I feel like it's been ages since we were married.

For our celebration we're going up to Park City and staying in a wonderful hotel. We're going to eat delicious hoity-toity food and drink hoity-toity wine.

I plan on doing window shopping, because there's no way the world we can afford to actually buy anything there except for the essentials, food, wine, shoes, dresses etc. Just kidding. We can't afford to do anything but window shop. But it's too much fun anyway. Window shopping allows the freedom that comes with knowing there's no way in a horse's rectum that one can buy anything. So then looking at the $1,000 pair of stilletos seems more hilarious than if one goes into the store hoping to buy something.

I play little games while window shopping. I make mental notes of the top three items and then mock all the other lesser items. It's better than a movie.

Anyway, I'm just so excited for some time away to just cuddle and the spend the night in each others arms.

No fetus in my womb

So we are not pregnant. Thank goodness.

However, I was starting to get prepared for it and when we found out not I was a little sad.

Just being honest.