About Us...

About Us...
This is our travel blog... our electronic travel journal you could call it... documenting our journeys to new & different places. I called our blog, 'Tree Top Flyin'... a Jimmy Buffett reference that reminds me of traveling, & the adventures to be had with our newly acclaimed 'IFR' Pilot & his plane. We're a non-traditional family - living in non-traditional ways... and I love it that way. For the four of us life is quick & distinct... it's unique and adventuresome - but it's also very normal. We have angst, & we have laughter. We have pain and we have greatness. We're happy, and we're whole...this family, that is mine.

New Years Day... in June

January 1, 2009 - Fairbury, NE
(I'm doing a bit of catch-up... pretend it's January for a minute)















Rick & Darcy Blatny are two of our very most very favorite people... and like very favorite people do - they decided last minute to have a party - to bring in 2009's New Year!



If you know Jim & I - you know that you do NOT, under any circumstance - offer a 'courtesy invite'. 'Cause whether you mean it or not sister, there's a pretty good chance we'll show up!




So in the midst of invitation - we hopped in the plane, and headed to Fairbury, Nebraska.







I think Rick & Darcy are getting used to our hap-hazzardness - as always we were welcomed with open arms!
















Happy New Years... on this 12th day of June!

Self-imposed Quarantine May 1-2, 2009

Home from Mexico... and enduring a self-imposed 48 hour quarantine. H1N1 had Jim worried about border closings, and I guess maybe - dying. So he packed me with him on this trip back to SLC. Our Doctors (my dad & RB) both advised, although it a tad over-kill that staying away from people for 48 hours was a good idea. 32 hours in, and neither of us show signs of The Swine! However definite signs of cabin fever had us justifying this climb up Mill Creek Canyon. Don't worry, we spoke to no one... no sneezing, no eye-contact. Let's be honest - this is ridiculous, but we're doing it anyway.
We'll be back in the real-world tomorrow!

It looks like I may not feel good here, but it's not the flu - it was the 7 miles of up-hill behind me.
PRE up-hill, makes for a cheezy foto-op to show off my new bike :)

Annual Girls Trip - Austin, TX - April 24-28, 2009

And then there were 5...
This was the smallest group yet, for our annual girl-getaway. And let's be honest ladies, now we know why! Could this city be lacking in any other possible way? (I'm just sayin'.) Despite countless recomendee's, I'd contend our fine Salt Lake City is a more 'happenin' destination! Or maybe we're a little picky... it's likely that's the case!
The truth is - at this point, it doesn't really matter where we go - it's more about a designated time of year to hang out, just girls.


We found 'Butt-Rock' Night at one of the down town hot-spots. And trust me, this was a real gem compared to the sweet hangouts we'd seen the night before!
This is Ashley doing her 'Rocker' face... that, combined with the fact that she doesn't get a lot of time away from her two kiddos :)

Ericka & Jenni caught a cab home this night - and the three of us decided to save a buck, and take a tricycle!
We did manage to make it to The Alamo, thanks to Ashley. Only to find, (yes The Alamo) but also beer stands, and circus tents, trampolines, a man on stilts, and a whole lot of very weird people. It was strange, and not the historical & inspiring venture one might expect. But we got the pic - and I can check it off the list.
On the way there, we had a bit of an argument over what The Alamo was actually supposed to look like: I thought it was a fort, Stacey was sure it was a church, and Jenni insisted it was every other building we passed along the freeway.
And just as I was feeling guilty for having such foggy memories of my 6th-grade studies, someone said, 'Haven't you ever seen The Three Amigos!?'
Need I say more... I love my friends!

Ash & E

Stacey & I ordered Cheese Quesedillas from Room Service one night at midnight. And then spent the following morning, convincing ourselves why we shouldn't have 'eaters-remorse'. Apparently we're pretty persuasive, because we ordered the same Quesedillas at 1am the next night.

Until next year!