We have been listening to the snickers and comments in Denmark about our recent purchase. We've been asked if we were also buying matching jogging suits. We'e been called "mormor og morfar". And i think someone asked us if we were heading towards retirement (we are in our early 30's!). People in europe must grasp the concept of good ol' fashion camping in America. It has to be experienced to be enjoyed. Our first trip with our new travel trailer was spent in Palisades State Park in Manti Utah. One of the most well kept secrets in Utah, in my opinion. It was every fantasy come true for me. I was in my element (nature) and with my family. It doesn't get much better than that.
I am an avid CrossFitter, i have a passion for trail running, marathoning and triathlons. I would rather eat meat than a salad and i would definitely rather have muscles instead of skin and bones. Nature is my playground and I swim, bike, run... HARD. That's me!
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Fake Birthdays and meat for the man
The "big" girls are off to a broadway show in Salt Lake City and wee little Olivia is left behind. What to do? Luckily mom thought of a brilliant idea, full of "fake" birthdays, big girl shopping, and meat for the man. After a little persuasion, Olivia planned her fake birthday party, rented a fake movie for daddy and her, and bought all of her fake groeceries, which ended up being a not so fake seventeen dollars. She was opting towards pizza, when she suddenly remembered "Far loves meat. Let's get him steak!"
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
A little piece of heaven
I am by no means a vegetarian, but once in a while i like to indulge in a pure vegetarian delight. Nothing is more savory than a spicy hummus that sets your mouth on fire, on dave's killer organic bread. To top it off i put grilled mushrooms, garlic and onions. Did i get the usual kiss from my husband that night? Does it even matter... i have tasted heaven.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Seeds
There is nothing more pure and joyfull than planting a seed with your child, then waiting, and waiting .... then one uneventful Tuesday, seeing the tiny green plant power through the rough black dirt. Magical as it sounds, it's a thousand times more magical to a 5 year old. Their tiny hands have planted something so simple. But the true joy, comes from the mother looking into the child's eyes and seeing the happiness it has created. I will forever be in debt to that tiny seed.
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