Wish you were here!
Saturday, January 26, 2008
They call it a "Bluebird" day
So much for "let's take the first few days and just relax, read some books and putter around." You have to take adavantage of the beautiful days God gives you. Marty and I got into Crested Butte yesterday afternoon, stocked up on groceries, did some opening chores around the house, had fun cooking and settled in - fully anticipating a slow few days to wind down. But when we woke up very early this morning to crystal clear blue skies and warmer temps than normal for January in Crested Butte, (today predicted high almost 30 ... last week -34 low and 0 high!) we quickly grabbed all our gear and headed to the mountain for a full day of skiing. And what a day it was! It's been a banner year for snow, and with no wind and sunny skies - we fully took advantage of every run we could on this bluebird day. I think we still "got it."
Wish you were here!
Wish you were here!
Sunday, January 6, 2008
And now ... the rest of the story
This is probably TMI, but if my last blog seemed a little "Hallmark-y," here is the rest of the story.
My memories, of the whole holiday were not diminished by any glitches. Any time with family is precious. Yes, the week was a happy, noisy house full of family but that meant that Marty spent 4 hours in the clinic the day before getting meds, shots, inhaler because of bronchitis and onset of pnemonia. I went to the clinic the morning of their arrival for the same symptoms. That meant my 79 year old parents, whose plane was delayed 4+ hours traveled across the country to be with all of us ... sat in the Cleveland airport all day, making friends with other stranded travelers, playing cards and eating junk food. That meant my sister (with 2 broken feet) was delayed 6+ hours in the middle of her connecting flights with almost no hope of making it all the way in that night and very rude airline employees. That also meant Marty made 2 trips to the airport within 2 hours to get the weary travelers in. Also in the mix, was a trip to the ER and overnight stay in the hospital with my dad because of a pain in his neck and left shoulder. Real troopers, the day after Christmas in the ER not in your home town is a bit unnerving - my dad checked out ok even with his history of open heart surgery and a pacemaker. The stay in the hospital with extensive tests meant my parents missed their original flight out, re-booked on an afternoon flight ... and that flight was cancelled. All packed up and ready to be home, they stayed one more night with us. That also meant that Brian, Julie, Scott, Holley, Abby and Grant still made lots of time around their schedules and in law families, travels, colds. We so appreciate all the time and effort that everyone made to be together.
There is always "the rest of the story." What I remember is the meals together, the laughter, the candlelight Christmas Eve service (with truly choirs of angels heralding the birth of Christ) the games, the wonder and delight of children ... that it was a nice week celebrating Christmas with everyone.
My memories, of the whole holiday were not diminished by any glitches. Any time with family is precious. Yes, the week was a happy, noisy house full of family but that meant that Marty spent 4 hours in the clinic the day before getting meds, shots, inhaler because of bronchitis and onset of pnemonia. I went to the clinic the morning of their arrival for the same symptoms. That meant my 79 year old parents, whose plane was delayed 4+ hours traveled across the country to be with all of us ... sat in the Cleveland airport all day, making friends with other stranded travelers, playing cards and eating junk food. That meant my sister (with 2 broken feet) was delayed 6+ hours in the middle of her connecting flights with almost no hope of making it all the way in that night and very rude airline employees. That also meant Marty made 2 trips to the airport within 2 hours to get the weary travelers in. Also in the mix, was a trip to the ER and overnight stay in the hospital with my dad because of a pain in his neck and left shoulder. Real troopers, the day after Christmas in the ER not in your home town is a bit unnerving - my dad checked out ok even with his history of open heart surgery and a pacemaker. The stay in the hospital with extensive tests meant my parents missed their original flight out, re-booked on an afternoon flight ... and that flight was cancelled. All packed up and ready to be home, they stayed one more night with us. That also meant that Brian, Julie, Scott, Holley, Abby and Grant still made lots of time around their schedules and in law families, travels, colds. We so appreciate all the time and effort that everyone made to be together.
There is always "the rest of the story." What I remember is the meals together, the laughter, the candlelight Christmas Eve service (with truly choirs of angels heralding the birth of Christ) the games, the wonder and delight of children ... that it was a nice week celebrating Christmas with everyone.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
The house seems rather quiet today after a happy, noisy house full of family over the holidays. My mom, dad and sister - Judy came in for the week to spend Christmas with us, which was no small effort considering the summer they've had. My mom has made a great recovery after a broken femur (titanium rod/ weeks in rehab) in June and Judy is on her 10th week of recovery after breaking her left ankle (plates/screws) as well as her right foot. It was fun to hang out with Brian, Julie, Abby, Grant and Scott & Holley as they made lots of time for us. And Marty's parents joined us on Christmas morning. It was a nice week celebrating Christmas with everyone.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
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