i have to write simple disclaimer:
this post is full of fun stuff, most of which posted is sans kids.
the post is deceiving, as i only post a very small portion of our life, so it looks like we are party animals, but that could be not further from reality. and
the mama and daddy need to get away from time to time, so we rocked out arizona and i have stopped giving myself a guilt trip over the no-kids part (kinda;). now if the kids would let it go...
each year around this time, jeff is invited to a conference somewhere in michigan. it is a trip we have taken three times so far and i look forward to it, like i look forward to an iced grande coffee with half & half, a dash of cinnamon, and as much of the cocoa powder starbucks will allow me before they rush over and ask me to save some for the other good patrons, ha!
it's invigorating to travel somewhere new and unchartered for us. it was beautiful and it was free, so you know girlfriend was ALL OVER IT! i wish i could have taken everyone i know as that is the only way it could have been better.
this year, it was even more special because we went to tucson, arizona. a place i have never been before.
peyton and beckham said they wanted to go with us until i told them it was really hot there. immediately and without skipping a beat- the crocodile tears/give-mama-the-biggest-guilt-trip-ever-ended.
"oh, it's a hot place, mama?"
"yes, really hot."
"oh. we don't want to go there! beckham, we don't want to go there"
"okay." beckham said in a shaky-trying-to-be-strong voice. tears still sitting on his cheeks.
okay, with a heavy heart, we were clear for take-off!
i'm not much for traveling without the kids. i HATE it, but i have to say it was nice to read/sleep/daydream/whatever
i wanted without multiple bathroom breaks and two sugar highs 35,000 feet up in the air. it was like vacation.
both mornings i awoke early (thanks to the three hour time change) and i tried to take photos of arizona's landscape which
was breathtaking,but my camera charger broke, so i only had my little pocket camera for most of the trip.
if you would like to see some photos, clickhere.
simply put, when we walked into the resort, i felt a little guilty. i wanted my mom to be with me. i wanted
her see the mountains. i would love to save for a trip and go with her and my dad. they would love it!
i hung by the pool most of the time because it really was pretty hot.
we were surrounded by mountains and i was struck during this trip how lucky we were to be where we were.
together and with awesome friends we don't often get the chance to spend time with. we love them.
we love you!
it was fabulous and a wonderful way to recharge.
we stayed up late and woke up early. we were kid less which always makes me like i'm missing an arm, but it felt
okay after the first day.
country western night was amazingly fun even if i did about shoot the side of my face to oblivion. hey, i didn't know they put real fire
'somethings' in those guns.
needless to say, the gentleman running the 'Quick Draw,' looked at me like i had three heads
(please note: twenty people were watching this go down) and then said to me,
"what the hell are you doing? you are crazy. don't you know you can blow a hole in your face?" he was laughing.
in my embarrassment, i answered that my gun jammed and i wasn't able to shoot making it possible for my
husband to 'kill' me TWO times. not fair.
so we kept to safer activities afterwards like making smores, line dancing, and trying to catch a fake bull.
our glamour shot photo. ha!
it was a concentrated trip, but lovely and we feel so lucky we were invited to be there.
i have to say also, arizona is the perfect hair weather...no humidity.
i pretty much have to wring my hair out when i step outside here in florida.
the nights were cool and breezy and perfect.
gido and sito, thank you for watching our little loves and for sharpening their diving/jumping skills!
we're thinking about it...
we do it...
we are so proud!!!!
i am so proud of that little girl. i told her i couldn't dive. her response...
"you are a darwish and darwish's don't say can't. besides, it's really easy mommy. ill teach you!'
love this kid. i really don't know where she gets that from, but it cracks me up.
flashbacks of my junior year in high school invaded my brain at that moment...
the whole class staring at me, in my white, yes...white and very see through bathing suit.
i walked around with my hands covering all the places
one needs to cover in this situation.
anyway, our p.e. teacher, mrs. dick. yes, that is her name and rumor has it that her husband's name was...harry.
seriously, i'm not making this up. moving on...
mrs.dick asked that the whole class of girls, my friends and classmates, sit at the pools edge,
surrounding me. (let's all stare at the pathetic one who can not yet dive. not to be mistaken with one who can,
it's the girl in the see-through white bathing suit!) okay, she didn't mention the suit, but i am pretty sure she
was laughing to herself. quiet laughing tinged with amusement and revenge for all the times we tried to ask
her what her husband's name was.
yes, this was revenge.
okay, maybe not, but it was pretty traumatic.
so, as the whole class sat there, staring at me for what seemed like the entire hour, my butt was
perched in the air and i was bent over like the kid who dresses as gumby at halloween and gets
stuck walking up someone porch stairs. yes, i was all bent down toward the water, toes
placed carefully at the deck's edge, basically super glued to the white cement edging.
i looked at everyones feet, while listening to the kind chatter of the lucky 'divers' that
had already made their final dive for the year.
i willed myself to stop being so afraid of the damn water. i prayed too.
dive, dive, you can do it. if the water shoots into your nose and into your brain causing
some weird teenage death during swim class...well, atleast mrs. dick will get into big trouble.
i can surely take one for the team.
words of encouragement were flying around like skeeters during a summer bbq and i felt like an ass.
well, that was partly because of the way i looked...my butt was up in the air for
an hour. i looked like this...
except i was in a see through bathing suit;)
finally, as the bell rang to end the class, i dove/dive bombed into the water. i am pretty sure i fell into the
water face forward after the bell caused my tired bum to become startled and it lost all will power to
stay in the air any longer.
it didn't matter. i did it...finally! claps and screams and hugs were next!
i passed the final and i never had to see mrs. dick again. but i've heard she is still teaching.
i'm just happy my peyton is able to dive and her mama has better sense then to purchase her a see through suit.
and lastly, photos from girl's night out last weekend! it was so much fun to hang with the beautiful girls i am lucky to call friends.
i love 'em all. there are a bunch here, but we took so many it was hard to choose.
i just have to say...
girl's nights rock my world. it is tough at first to get in that 'going out' mode.
i pretty much wanted to rent a movie and have a slumber party instead, but once madonna started belting
out her tunes and the flat iron was steaming hot, it was hard not to get into the moment.
so with katie's new smoky eyes palette from sephora, LOVE it! we were kicked out of the house by the dads,
and told to be safe and have fun!
we were and we did...
good girlfriends, music, and a point and shoot camera. recipe for a fab evening out.
i meant to say goofy friends.
muah, muah. i've missed you.
lots of love.
i tried to post the video, not working yet;( i'll post it when it loads.