Hi Friend!
I jumped in the lake! And
convinced most of the boat to jump with me.
I also went to great lengths to try to find the right color leather upholstery
patching to fix the boat, and then through some miscommunication and a real “whatevs”
attitude from Dawne, part of the boat looks amazing and the main, most seeable
patch work looks like I used black duct tape.
I’m still learning that its okay that not everything has to be done
exactly how I want it to be done.
I also went to see Kane Brown at
the Puyallup Fair Labor Day weekend with Marissa. I had high intentions to get a couple dozen
scones and bring them home to share with the fam, but that’s not what
happened. It was raining when we got
there, so I pulled out the ponchos that I brought with me (people were offering
a $100 for them, but I think I could have gotten them to go higher.) I didn’t want to carry around soggy scones,
but I also wanted a scone, so I made Marissa wait in line with me. If only I had captured the photo of the chicks
face when I asked for a single scone. Total and complete shock (and dare I say,
pity?). She wanted to call me an idiot,
but what she did was say, “How long did you wait in line for a single scone?!” Both
the scone and the concert were delicious.
Over the summer I took a road trip
with my siblings to Montana. For months before we left for this trip, Sean was
training for the hikes we would hike, and heavily encouraging me to get
ready. After one of these calls, I spoke
to Erika who oh-so-helpfully pointed out that I could be miserable for 6 weeks
(of getting in shape) or be miserable for 3 days. I think we all know what I choose.
Sean warned us that we’d need to get up as
early as 6:30, but also warned us that “bear drink in the morning.”
I told Morgan about the above,
and she told me that she went on a hike with Sean and Dave, only she worked out
a head of time thinking that it was be a nice little jaunt up Anthony’s Nose
(funny every time), but when she walked upstairs from her work out, they were dressed
in like all of REI and then had to scale up the side of the mountain (but she
couldn’t complain b/c one guy was carrying a 4 year old.) And then she got to the top, and she doesn’t like
heights, so it was decidedly not worth the trip. Then when they went back down, they just used
the trail with the STAIRS.
We stopped in Leavenworth, consuming
pretzels, sausages and beer from one size of the town to the other. When we actually got to Whitefish, we stopped
at a tourist information booth. They looked
at our group and suggested we get there at dawn for the sunset and that we absolutely
must hike the “Highline” trail. Discussions
were had, and suddenly we were all up at 2:45, to get in the car by 3:15, armed
with bear spray (because that’s when the bears drink!)
At 3:19, in the car, in the
driveway.
Sean: The days a wasting!
Maureen: I brought my donor card
so people know what my blood type was.
Stacey: I hope my uber app works.
Pat: You don’t need bear spray
as long as you aren’t the slowest.
Me: That’s why I said I should
carry it!!
So, we get to Glacier National
Park, it’s still pitch black out, Sean is driving. We are the only ones there. We park, and its dark and freezing, and we
locate the sign for the Highline trail, and start walking down… and then stop
and go, “we shouldn’t be doing down to behind the mountain to see the sunrise,
we should be going up.” Maureen walks a
little further, but then turns around, and we all cross the parking area to
walk up a different trail. Sean was sooo nice about how incredibly out of shape
I was. “Do your best and forget the rest!” is now going to be one of my new
go-to phrases. He also, super sweetly,
stood in front of me on my way down so I wouldn’t pitch forward on the stairs
(which is seriously a big fear of mine.)
When we got back to the parking lot, and found Pat, who had been
sleeping in the car the whole time, he asked us if we saw
any wildlife. We had not, but he sure did! b/c he there were mountain goats… in
damn the parking lot!
I drove through the rest of the
park, only now it was light enough to see the road, and Sean was no longer laid
back about the drive, because he could actually see where we were. I swear I was going slow and being careful,
but I think Sean would have preferred to be blindfolded and had his own brake
system in the passenger side. We also
drove back and finally got to see what the “Highline” trail that we were
supposed to be on looked like… and it was very narrow pathway on the edge of the
mountain with very steep drop off. That
is when we realized had we followed that trail, when the sun had come up, we
all would have been too terrified to turn back.
I’ll never know what about us made those information people think we
were tough enough for their advice, but I bet they had good laugh after we
left.
I obsessively watched
Yellowstone when I returned from our trip.
My love of Rip and Beth has no limits.
And what I learned from all that is I’m not tough enough for Montana,
and even if I was, they don’t want me living there anyway. But it sure was nice to visit!
Over Labor Day weekend I also read
the Deadly Education series, per Dr. Rach’s suggestion, and then had to call
her at 7am on a Sunday to tell her I was FURIOUS at her for suggesting that I
read it. But, actually, it was great. So, feel free to read it and call me after
book 2 with the same reaction. I’ll take
your fury. Totally worth it. Last weekend I finished 1883 (as depressing
as any Oregon Trail themed show can be, but also excellent!), and I read Fourth
Wing. I will be accepting any and all calls from people who want to talk about Fourth
Wing (or Deadly Education, Yellowstone – but I haven’t finished 1923, so you’ll
need to give me some time on that one.)
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