Grammy P. Comes to Town - Nov 21-26, 2008

Grammy P. is here in town, yes. But let us first briefly touch on one thing occupying our home...

Newly developed problem: The boys have both decided they want their hair a certain way. Ayyyyy... oh how I miss the days when they could care less. Ty wants this swooping-to-the-side-skater-do, he picked up from his cousin. And Bo -just wants this weird, old-man, comb-forward thingy. I think the pictures of Bo scream for themselves.

Jim's Mom (AKA: Grammy P.) is in town this week. Saturday we played some front-yard football while we waited for Ty's Border Wars game to start.

Grammy P.

This was my contribution to the rough-h0using.

Oh wait - look, I actually participated! I'm really pretty good, it's just that no one ever wants to play with me!

Bo would throw it back & forth with me - and then 3 minutes later he'd say, 'Ummm, Dad? We should just play pass me & you.'
That would be code for, 'Ummm, Dad? Can we play withOUT Em for a while?' Ha! Punk.

Ty's Border Wars Game @ The new Real Soccer Stadium.

Lubbuck, Houston, Dallas, Santa Fe - Sept 3-7, 2008

Road-Tripping in The Sky

This was our first, and not last - road-trip... only we took Vector-ways instead of Highways. Jim flew us from Salt Lake City - to Lubbuck, TX - to Houston, TX - to Dallas, TX - to Santa Fe, NM - back to SLC. Whew!

There was nothing in Lubbuck... we just had to stop for fuel and lunch. The FBO's (private airports) typically have what they call a Courtesy Car. It's a car they'll let pilots borrow for an afternoon - or sometimes overnight. Check out how courteous they are when designating a car for the job...

Stylin'Jim swore this suburban smelled like one of the trucks on his Dad's ranch. Dust, anti-freeze, sun-stroked vinyl. I swore it smelled like the carpool-car I rode in on the way to orchestra practice in 6th grade. Maybe the 80's had a smell!?

Next stop - Southern Shred... Jim's Houston shred-biz. We spent two nights here. Jim worked, and I played - big surprise. I did a kickboxing class with Carolyn (Jim's partner's wife), and explored the city with my friend, TomTom.

After Houston we headed to Dallas to see Jim's friend Mark. Mark is the CEO of a pharmecutical company - and Jim has recently invested some time & money into its' success. So again - Jim worked and I played. Gosh, I sound like a loser! Me & Tom.

Jim & Marcus

When we left Dallas - I had this huge heart-set on Santa Fe. Weather permitted... so we headed that way! We visited The Georgia O'keefe/Ansel Adams Museum and watched a very 'interesting' parade. Ate great food from a rooftop deck, spent the night at an authentic boutique hotel, and took a stinky cab back to the airport in the morning.

Georgia O'Keefe

Two Bloomers

The Parade

The End

Jackson, WY - Aug 30-Sept 2, 2008

Jackson with The Boys

So, this shouldn't really qualify as 'travel', because we are in fact Wyoming residents. But since Ty started football, we've been spending most of our boy-time at the Salt Lake house. So this time felt like a vacation!

We're regulars at the The Jackson Hole Rodeo - and I think we might be the only locals redneck enough to go. It's every Wednesday & Saturday during the Summer - and is just down the block from where we live.

This is a very typical smile from Bo.

The Cow Scramble.

This is a hundred kids chasing a calf with a ribbon on its' tail. Afterward - we had two defeated boys explaining over & over how it was NOT fair - that the BABY who got the ribbon was being held by an adult! Ha! I thought it was crap too - but we tried not to be sore-losers!

Granite Falls picnic.

After the falls we went to a private hotspring - the size of a lap-pool. It was just like a giant jacuzzi. We swam in the rain until the rain turned into marble-sized hail!