Long week away

Congrats to Justin for making it through his Havasupai experience! He figures he hiked a total of 30 miles in 3 days, with more than 2,000 ft. in elevation change. He began the hike with a cold and the day after getting back to St. George he came down with a stomach bug. He explains that there are some trips to be enjoyed and some to be conquered - or maybe he said endured. Either way, he made it - blisters and all!

I spent the week in St. George thinking it would be easier to be there than spend a second week "alone" at home with the boys (husband was away on business the week before). I was wrong about the easy part. Ezra was still teething and Nolan decided he would do everything in his power to psychologically torment me with his screaming and tantrums. It's hard to explain how crummy and frustrated I felt so instead I'll just go over some of the highlights:

1) Nolan pooped on the potty twice at the beginning of the week, qualifying him for the long sought-after bucket of Legos from Target. He later had a huge accident that week, but I won't dwell on that.

2) I did a temple session and had lunch with my sister and her husband while Grandma babysat.

3) I attended my first (and hopefully not last) Zumba class with Keeley! Lots of booty-shaking, I tell you! It was followed up with a frozen hot chocolate from Dairy Queen. It's a favorite of mine.

4) I saw the movie Eat, Pray, Love with my mom while my Dad watched the boys. I loved the book and the movie was nearly as good.

5) We ate in Springdale for my Dad's birthday and had a fudge ice cream cake for my nephew's birthday.

6) We cooled off at the Main Street river park and picked out a treat at the old Judd's candy store.

So while the week may have been one of the hardest of my life since becoming a mother, it still had its good points. At least my parents' house is a good place to be when I'm having a hard time. And it could have been a lot harder by myself at home.

When we went to pick up Justin's car at his office, it was completely dead. I quickly called him and we jumped it with no problem. Then I filled it up w/ gas just before getting home and it wouldn't start again. I asked a cop to help me and his car was dead, too! After a teenager helped me out, I was on my way again. Justin later jumped it a 3rd time when he accidentally turned it off. It was official - we had to buy a new battery. Not exactly what we wanted to come home to.

Last week we bought a truck! It's a 1979 GMC! Yes, it's older than me (but not Justin!). The original owner was actually Justin's Dad, and his Grandpa Moulton has had it for the past 26 years. It's the first vehicle Justin ever drove. It's actually in really great condition and we're lucky to have gotten it for the bargain price of $400. It would have been great to have had it 3 years ago for finishing our yard, but there's still work to do and it will definitely be put to good use!