AWAY

The fam is on vacay.

We drove south last Sunday night to enjoy a week in the heat. And it has, indeed, been hot.

Fun, too.

Monday we met up with our dear friends, the Loves (who, by the way, were the catalytic couple responsible for Michael and me meeting way back when...) for a morning of swimming, an afternoon of eating, and an evening of theater-ing. We took all the chill'ens to the Tuacahn (an outdoor theater) to see a production of Disney's "Tarzan." I found the company outstanding, the weather pleasant, and the show unremarkable, sloppy, and disappointing. The boys, on the other hand, all loved it and thought it was "totally awesome." So really, what do I know?

Here's what I know: riding the rides on top of the Stratosphere was totally awesome. Totally. Awesome. We spent two days in Vegas, and riding the rides on top of the Stratosphere was the most totally awesome highlight of the trip. I mean it, it was totally awesome.

Did I tell you it was totally awesome? So completely and totally awesome.

Now we're back in St. George and I am going to eat some pizza. And watch a movie. And leave for Salt Lake tomorrow. It's been a great week.

I love vacation.
And the Stratosphere rides.
And pizza.
And my family.


P.S. Did I mention that the Stratosphere rides were totally awesome? They were TOTALLY AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!

HERE...

for now.

I make no promises, only an attempt to curb my blogging black out.
'Cause my mom said.

And so did a few others of you, to whom I give a great big THANK YOU for sticking with me and wanting me back.

I don't know what my problem is...other than, other than, other than....I don't know. I just didn't want to write any more.

BUT THEN, I was asked to give a talk in church this past Sunday. The assigned topic was "the spiritual nature of going on Trek" and/or "your pioneer heritage."

Ha! The spiritual nature of Trek? As awesome and spiritual as Trek is and was, my talk would have to be more along the lines of "the survival nature of Trek." And that wasn't a topic choice. So, "pioneer heritage" it was.

And what, dear reader, do you think I could have used for information in my talk if my pioneer ancestors had not written down their stories? What if they, too, had decided that they just plain didn't want to write any more? That would have made for a very short talk from me! Thank you, Ancestors, for writing your life histories.

And here, Posterity, comes all that you may ever want to know and use when you get to speak in Church, too. It's my gift to you, along with all the many fine genetic traits you stand to inherit (although, for the hips, I do apologize).

Speaking of Trek, though, I want you to know that it was a very great experience. Some day I may even tell you all about it. But I've got to start back slowly here...

Also speaking of Trek, my camera was crushed by a rogue mini van in the church parking lot upon our return home to Salt Lake, so no pictures for you (or me). Yet.

Cross your fingers for more to come.
Or, just tell my mom to call me.