Birthday Getaway

My Wonderful husband surprised me with a little getaway to the Salish Lodge for my birthday!

It was a much needed time of rest and relaxation...not to mention, romantic.

That's the lodge perched above the Snoqualmie Falls.

Building a real fire! I let Trevor handle that...ya know man stuff.

We had so much fun. I miss that lodge...esspecially the room service breakfast.

Thank you Honey...muah!

4.13.85

My mom likes to tell the story of when I was little and was asked the age old question: "what do you want to be when you grow up?"

 I answered, in all seriousness, "a woman."

I know moving out on my own and graduating college was a big deal and I suppose I did feel like I reached that point when I got married....but for some reason turning 25 really made me stop and think. My childhood dream of becoming a woman may have finally come true. Hmmm...now what?

Mom, Dad, and One Giant Cinnamon Roll

My parents came to visit and we packed a lot into one weekend. We kicked it off with some breakfast at the Maltby Cafe...If you have never been, you NEED to go.
Trevor is holding the giant cinnamon roll that we took to go...and then ate for lunch.

The rest of our weekend in a nutshell......

Posed with strange art structure downtown

Embarrassed that Trevor made me "walk on Mars" at the Pacific Science Center

Then got very into it

Mom and Dad blew bubbles

A butterfly landed on my boot

Mom found a giant guitar

Made dinner with Mom and plated this masterpiece

and you are never too old for an Easter egg hunt

We aslo watched college basketball and The Blindside, went to church, and played Cranium...

Thanks for a fun weekend Mom and Dad!

We are resting now.

Hittin' the Slopes with the In-Laws

Last Saturday Jack and Melinda took us up to the mountain for a day of skiing. I hadn't been skiing since I was probably about 17, while Trevor hadn't been since age 12 when he decided to snowboard instead. Let's just say I was a bit...rusty. I thought we might be on even playing fields having both been out of practice. But, once again, Trevor proved who the natural athlete is between us. Trevor flew down the mountain, moving side to side, looking completely effortless. His turns were sharp, his kness were tight.. I, on the other hand, was a different story. All I could focus on was staying up right on my skis...forget worrying about my form. I barreled down the mountain on my wobbly legs with my arms flailing about. Thanks to the help of the professionals I was with, by the end of the day I could at least control my arms. And I am happy to report my sore body is recovering just fine.

Here are a few more pictures of our fun day...unfortunately no action shots!

I am very thankful for my In-Laws' patience with me as I did my best to keep up.

Beware of the Bunny Hill, Jack!

All the Little Things

This morning I was in the bathroom getting ready for the day when I heard Trevor's alarm go off. I ran into our room, jumped on the bed, and said,
"Guess what today is!!"
My half-awake/half-sleeping husband quickly responded with, "um...some kind of anniversary."
Yes, Honey you are right. It is Some kind of anniversary.
It is our 6 month anniversary to be exact. I am sure there will come a day when I loose track of the months because we will start counting years. But right now every little milestone feels exciting.

So here's to our some-kind-of anniversary!

I Will Call Her Belle

For my first married Valentines Day we stayed inside, cozy in our sweats, watching the Olympics.

But, we do have a new addition to our little apartment....Trevor gave me a Daisy plant!

I have been wanting a plant for awhile. I need to practice keeping something alive, before we ever get a real pet!

Here she is...my sweet little Daisy plant.

I named her Belle. Doesn't every home need a plant named after their favorite Disney character? I seem to think so. I also seem to think EVERYTHING needs a name.

Please stay alive Belle Daisy.

Lost

For those of you who don't know, Trevor and I are kind of into this little show called Lost. So we decided to have a Lost season premiere party. Our show premiered on a Tuesday night....at 9 pm...for 2 hours. Maybe not an ideal party time. But my husband declared us "young and reckless" so we decided to have it. About 9 of our friends said they could come, and considering our apartment isn't huge, we thought that would be just perfect! Slowly...the numbers started to fall. It was just too late for some, others became ill and by the end of it all, we had 2 loyal fans come watch our beloved show with us. Did I mention this was a costume party? 


So there we were...Charlie, Claire, Locke and Dr. Chang.

Thanks James and Josh..."Live together, die alone."




My next post will be significantly less nerdy...I promise.