Hi! Remember me? I know, this is serious blog neglect. We took a very last minute road trip to Manti, Utah for the fourth of July. Chris had the leave, then didn’t have the leave, and then he had it again so we hopped in the car and drove off before the Air Force could change their minds! Chris’ family is based in Manti, so we have many reasons to head back there- great grandparents who needed to meet Gabe, a brand new house that’s nearly built for my in-laws, our family cabin up the mountain and the gorgeous, wonderful, my-favorite-spot-in-the-whole-wide-world Manti Temple.

*SIGH*

Beautiful.

I was married there.

To this guy:

Gabe did alright on the road trip. We got an extremely early start the day we left, thanks to my over-excited firstborn who popped out of bed a mere 4 hours after going to sleep, and made me get up and start driving at 2am. I was totally thrashed, but we did have the luxury of sleeping children and almost no traffic, so it wasn’t a bad thing.

We had a beautiful time seeing family and friends and enjoying fireworks over the temple and cozy nights at the cabin, and then we turned around and headed home.

Upon arriving home, Chris and I both got sick. I also had a ton of work that I was behind on, not to mention laundry and all the life stuff that was on hold. I’m in over my head, for sure.

At any rate- it was a lovely little escape from reality. I even broke my cell phone so it was nearly technology-free, and I could use more of that in my life. I would kill for a month of silence and quiet and no buzzing phones and demanding e-mails. . .I suppose I would need to keep my camera around though!

Wouldn’t you agree?