Say, we're tourists

I've been wanting to see the Lion King but didn't have

tickets. I had gone on-line and they were more that I wanted to spend

not to mention the "convenience" fees charged. So I give up hope

of seeing this performance on this tour, maybe in a year

or two.

We had planned to go to St. George this weekend.
Boyd's work schedule messed it up.

That said. . . . Boyd and I decided to treat ourselves and go downtown and

pretend we were tourists for the weekend. We headed to the ticket office of the Capital

Theater, parked on the street on the 2-hour free meter. We asked the ever

lovely girl at the "will call" counter (who by the way only had one arm and was

so efficient I couldn't stand it) if there were any *giggle*giggle* seats left (with

the hopes we could get a scabby seat for the Saturday night or even the

Sunday show) Well, we were able to get orchestra seats about 9-10 rows

back smack dab in the middle **INCREDIBLE***for the 2:00 p.m. showing!

AAAHHHHH only 45 minutes to move the car and grab a bite to eat. Boyd

parked the car and I ran to Siegfried's Deli and grabbed us a sandwich that

we ate as we stood in line to enter the theater. By the time we got seated

and the curtain went up and as the music started and the parade of animals

down the aisle for the opening song (Circle of Life) at pride rock, I'm not

ashamed to say, tears were running down my cheeks. (This is my favorite

Disney animated movie - I love the Music)

IT WAS FABULOUS!!!

We didn't want to try and fight the crowds at the underground parking plaza

so we wandered to "Acme Burger" They were closed. Who knew. So we

wandered up Pierpont Avenue and found the "Sandbar" - great pub-grub!!

Fantastic Chips that they bring out in gallon sized sand pail!! Homemade tortillas - yummy!

We stayed in the Towers at Little America. There was a fund-raiser for the

Governor at the Grand America so there were a few peeps in their "finery"

wandering the foyer, all hoity-toity-ish. The room we were in was great.

Lovely linens, lovely soaps, huge tub etc. etc. They have an incredible chocolate

ganach cake on the room service menu. De-lish!! Then we ate at the

breakfast buffet on Sunday morning where I can eat all that yummy fresh

fruit and a made-to-order omelet - not to mention my body weight it bacon.

(Natures PERFECT food, I refer to it as Divine Swine!!) Later we tried to get

to see the Hubble 3-D show and the Clarke Planetarium, but missed it by a

few minutes, so we headed to the Megaplex for a film. Large Drink. Box of

Milk Duds.

AHHH, great weekend. I want to do it again. Because we never do this kind

of thing and everything was so great I hate to jinx myself and try it again

anytime soon.

hooky. . . . .

This is what playing hooky from work looks like.
Happy faces all around.
Well, mine looks happier
but I'm sure happiness was found
in my friend Val.
This was after a scone
the size of your head
smothered with butter
and raspberry jam.
This happens each 1st
Friday in September.
Also known as Swiss Days.
This is when we ride up the
canyon to the lovely town of Midway.
We wander the stalls looking
for something that we cannot live without.
You cannot see them in
this picture, but our
feet are doing the "happy dance"
They know that they are
headed to Shirodhara Day Spa
for the ultimate pedicure.
Yeah.
Actually we made our way to
Tai Pan and lunch before our
delicious feet pampering.
It was close to a perfect day.

It's a green thing

I purchased (2) of these wicker chairs
at a garage sale about 15 years ago.
They were well beyond their
prime.
I took them home and painted them.
Then a few years passed.
They looked old again.
Then I painted them again.
Fast forward a few years.
They looked old. . . . . again.
They've been in seclusion
in Boyd's shed for
the last 2-3 years.
I rescued them from
certain apathy and boredom.
I purchased some spray paint,
and voila. . . . .I have two cute
chairs.

Boyd wanted to throw
them away.
He doesn't understand
recycle, reuse, re-purpose.

Pesto and Sauce. . . . . . . .

A couple of months ago Isaac and I planted some Basil. . . . . . .

And some Oregano. He wrote on the containers
the names of the plant. Each Sunday we would go
out an check their growth.

Last Sunday we picked basil leaves to dry.

All these leaves dried fit into this jar.
When Isaac comes tomorrow he can
take the jar home for his mom to use
in her sauce.

Now I need to make some pesto
to freeze with the rest.

I wish everything was as easy as
these to grow!

Must haves. . . . .

This is something I DON'T' have but want

This is something I DO have.
I love her.
I know I've sung her praises - alot.
I rode her today to work.
It was a perfect morning when I left.
It was 53 degrees.
I had to wear a fleece jacket.
Even then, I had a bit of a chill
by the time I reached hell---I mean work.
A bit of helmet hair - who cares.
Who in hell - I mean work - am I wanting to impress.
No one, that's who.
Coming home - no jacket -spectacular.
I think everyone should commute on one of these.
It would be a much better world.
AMEN.
Also, I just come in from watering out back.
It is a perfect evening.
It is a mere 79 degrees.
I didn't even hate pulling weeds.
I swear. . . . . .starting you day off
with a 17-mile ride on something you
absolute LOVE is a great way
to start your day, and leaves you in
a good mood all day.
AMEN.

I mean HALLELUJAH.

Relief (?)

How DE-Lish was the rain last night?
Alex and I went out on
the back lawn and we danced
the ever-populare Rain Dance!
We sang. . . . . .
If all the Raindrops were
lemon drops and gum drops
Oh what a world it would be
I'd stand outside with my mouth
open wide
singing Uh.Uh.Uh.Uh.Uh.Uh.Uh.Uh.Uh.
Isaac didn't want to
dance with us, he was
afraid he might melt (ha)
I was thrilled to see it
was only 54 degrees when I
woke up this morning.
I've really suffered with
the heat this summer. It has
put a damper on my "fun-O-meter"

A couple of things. . . well 3

This little "Bug" will be a "kindergarten Baby born in the gravy"
today (Thursday) I know she's nervous
but I'm sure everything will be ok.
(famous last words)
Have fun Buglie

These (2) boys have been gone for a week
Sunday wasn't the same without them.
I'm always missing a mad game
of Chutes and Ladders,
hurry home!
Be safe.