Tuesday, December 2, 2008


Whenever I've experienced something so thoroughly that I begin to reflect on what it really means, I rest easy knowing I've drawn from the event more than I had expected. If you've been on vacation long enough you begin to wonder what a vacation really is...

Vacation is anticipation.

It begins with planning but quickly escalates on the morning of departure. After many talks of the fun waiting for us in the mountains the boys were counting on, hoping for, and dreaming of snowball fights, sledding hills, and hot chocolate. I think I was hoping for a reprieve of my daily routine and a breath of fresh air -- literally and figuratively. When all plans to leave by 10 a.m. started to dissolve into something more like noon, they were whipped up like squirrels eating chocolate covered coca nuts and I was ready to cancel the whole adventure.

But finally we were in the car and ready to go.

Upon arriving at our anticipated location -- a gorgeous lodge in Keystone -- they were open-eyed, openmouthed, and eager to explore the entire house. From there it was giggles for hours while the grown ups set to cooking the Thanksgiving feast (another highly anticipated event).

Now it's your turn to anticipate what else we found on vacation... see you tomorrow.


laurel said...

I know the pains of not leaving on time for vacation too. I feel for you. Looks like you had a good time. Can't wait to hear more.

The Martell Family said...

Your family looks so very wonderful! We miss you terribly, and are thinking of you all the way from Dubai! Please give Mason and Cooper a big hug from Tate and Jack. Your blog ROCKS!