"Rocky Mountain High" ~ John Denver

We went back to Denver this weekend for Sean's family reunion. It was nice seeing everyone but it was a hectic, fast paced weekend.

We flew in Friday morning, went out to lunch with Sean's mom, went to happy hour with friends, got back to the hotel at midnight.

Saturday- we got up early drove 2.5 hours to Lily Lake for a reunion picnic, drove home, got ready, drove to a reunion dinner, got back to the hotel around 11 pm.

Sunday- Agnes and I got up early and went to my moms house. I wanted to be able to spend the whole day with my Grandma. I miss her so much! While we were sitting in my moms backyard visiting with my family I was attacked and stung by a wasp!! OMG! It hurt so bad when it stung me. I had no idea it would hurt that bad. My left hand is still totally swollen and black & blue. Will the throbbing ever end? LOL After my exciting day at Casa Ruby we met Sean and went to the last family get together. We got back to the hotel around 8 and all 3 of us crashed.

Monday - Checked out of the hotel, went by our old house to see all the home improvements that have been done (It looks okay, but it sure is small. I don't remember it being so small), went to El Tejado for lunch so I could get my green chile fix, went to the new Tattered Cover bookstore, drove around Denver, went to the airport, and finally got home around 11. Whew! What a weekend.


Here is Agnes at the airport. She was insistent that she be allowed to wear her pirate outfit. Who am I to say no? She was a dream on both flights. She is a born traveler.


Miss Agnes looking adorable at Lily Lake.


The Family on the dock at Lily Lake. I love this picture! It was such a gorgeous day. I am thinking of making this into an 8 x 10 to hang in our hallway.


My Grandma does not allow people to take pictures of her. Ever. I think it has something to do with cameras stealing your soul or something. Anyhoo, she was excited to have her picture taken with Agnes and me. Agnes and I haven't had our picture taken with my Grandma since Agnes was 2 weeks old. I love my Grandma so much. She absolutely rocks!

Oh It's Such A Perfect Day, I'm Glad I Spent It With You. ~ Lou Reed

What a perfect day. It was 80° in Portland! I guess it never gets this warm this early in the season. I am so happy. I have missed the warm sun. I have seen the sun since I moved here but it hasn’t been warm. In Denver, we can have wonderfully warm days in the middle of winter but here you see the sun, get excited, run outside, and it is freezing! So not fair. ☺

Anyhoo, I went to Bikram this morning. I grabbed my right foot in the Full Bow pose! I still can’t grab both feet without some help but I can now grab each foot by itself! This is exciting for me. I have blown out both of my knees in skiing and mountain biking accidents. I have babied my knees for years. I would baby them in every yoga class, Nia class, or during any kind of exercise. I was so scared of the pain I felt when I injured them. Now? Now I charge forward in these yoga classes. I am bending my knees as hard as I can. There are some pretty loud and gross pops and creaks but it feels SO good. I still baby them while I am at home but in that heated studio I am knee squatting fool!

After class, I was in the locker room and two different women told me that I was improving so well. One girl, “C”, has been so supportive since my first couple of classes. She told me that my poses are looking great, my breathing is almost perfectly calm, and she can’t believe how quickly I built up my endurance. Then she gave me a great big hug. She is such a nice girl. I hope we can become friends outside of the studio. I am scared to ask her to go get coffee or something because of the Seattle Freeze. Yes, I live in Portland but I have been warned there is a Freeze here too.

Here is a description of the Seattle Freeze by the Seattle Times:

Those who move to Seattle also have another kind of story. But you don't broadcast this one. You keep it to yourself or whisper it to other transplants. It goes something like this:
You're talking to a co-worker/someone at a party/fill in the blank. In any other town, this person looks like someone with whom you might be friends. Potential friend asks, "So what are you up to this weekend?"
"Oh, I don't have any plans yet. I just moved to Seattle and don't really know anybody . . ."
You try not to look desperate.
Friend-to-be smiles and, for a brief, shining moment you think to yourself: Finally, someone is going to ask me to do something. Invite me to a party. Happy hour. Brunch with the girls. It'll be just like "Sex and the City." She'll be Charlotte; you'll be Carrie!
You feel a chill coming on. Still smiling, Friend-Not-On-Your-Life politely excuses herself, "Well, have a nice weekend then."
Ouch.
You've just experienced the infamous Seattle Freeze. It's the flip side of Seattle Nice. Welcome to Seattle . . . Now please go away.

I am scared of the Freeze. I don’t want to ask her to do something, get the cold shoulder, and then it be awkward at classes. Wow, it sounds like I am asking her out on a date. I have experienced this already with moms at playgrounds and mom groups. Very, very cliquey.

This having to make new friends is new to me. I have had my same group of friends in Denver for over 15 years. My best friend and I have known each other for 20. How do you make new friends? I sound really pathetic. LOL

Back to my perfect day. After class we drove up to Vancouver to sign some papers. From there we drove to the Multnomah Falls. What in the hell were we thinking?!?! The warmest day of the year so far and it’s a Saturday. We saw the falls from the road and quickly hightailed it out of there back to Portland. We stopped for lunch at Seasons & Regions for a late lunch. I hadn’t eat since 630 a.m. and I was starving! I ordered the eggs benedict with crab cakes. Holy moly it was good. Crab cake, eggs benedict..seriously YUM! I am proud of myself. I only ate the benedicts. I didn’t eat the freshly made scone and home fries that came with it. We headed home, changed clothes, and then walked up to the playground to let the Bug run free. We were up there for about an hour and then it was time to come home.

Agnes is asleep, Sean and I just a couple pieces of a Cheese deLite (1/2 carbs & ½ calories of regular pizza) pizza from Papa Murphy’s.

What a perfect day.