Weekending

It's a bit tricky when you go on a road trip to Bend a month before Spring Break and it's all breathtakingly sunny and picturesque.  And the company is high five fun and the landscape is all red rocks and blue sky and the cherry on top is the hot tub...holla!  What inevitably happens is you get home and it's grey and rainy and your cancer shows you who's boss and you still have 30 days (no I'm not counting) until you can fly the coup to somewhere warm( no I did not spend all day researching flights to Hawaii).  

It has Sabrina and I all like:

But at least there's the memories right?  I'll try to keep my whining in check and allow myself only one pity party a day.  If only I could channel Miss A's love of indoor soccer into my winter blues.  We'd all be much happier.  I mean come on.  Could she be any cuter?  She's the best combination of fierce butt kicking and squishy love.  Is it wrong how much my heart swells when she shows the boys who's boss?  Probably but I don't care. 

Ok, here's the reason we're really here.  Although I apologize if this makes you want to quit your life and move to Eastern Oregon.  You wouldn't be the first one.

About to hike Smith Rock

She was super excited to try out her new Camelbak

 Cave dwelling with Karl.  Or in their words, "Wassup?"

Pose for Mommy!  No I'm sure it doesn't get old.

 We made it to the top!

 Viewtaking

 My girl and our next album cover

 Abby and I taking it all in

 Ben trying to freak me out

 I'm calling this interpretive dance on the cliff

 Card shark.  You know you have invested in some good friends when they are willing to appear entertained at an hour long/my kids are terrible cheaters/ game of Uno.

Thanks to Ben my babies are becoming quite the skiers.  This video is a bit of an inside joke.  But if you want the scoop just google:  ski Dad yelling pizza.  I guarantee it will make you smile.

SO MANY COOL RESTAURANTS...so little time.  I say this every time we go to Bend.  I can't keep up!  For future reference this one was called Spork and was a spanish/asian fusion of deliciousness.  We even got to eat in a futuristic pod and drink German beer/sodas.  It was totally bizarre and amazing. 

And rounding out our weekend with a tour of Bend's parks where Kabby played tag with our kids for an hour.  Did I mention we have some great friends?

A huge shout out to my love who plans these getaways so I can have something to look forward to at least once a season.  You butter my bread and I love you.  And it's not just plain butter either.  It's fancy truffle butter that can only be found by pigs in the rare forests of Newfoundland.