Man, I miss the days when I could write a good blog. Where have you gone, inspiration? Well back in May, Brent and I celebrated fifteen years of marriage. Crazy, I know. At the time we were busy with end of the school year stuff and such and we didn't have any money to go on a proper trip to celebrate since we'd just gone to California with the kids a few weeks prior, thus we didn't do much. So we arranged to go on a weekend getaway this past weekend. The kids went to spend some quality time with Grandpa Richard and Grandma Karen. (Thanks guys!) I guess Noah entertained himself and anyone else he could when he went to church with them. He decided to spend his time staring down everyone he could who was sitting up on the stand in front of everyone. I guess he got a twelve year old boy who was going to give a talk to start laughing, and the Stake President came down and shook his hand after the meeting closed. That's my boy.
Anyway, we weren't sure what to do for our weekend getaway until we accidentally stumbled upon news that Ben Folds would be performing with the Utah Symphony at Deer Valley Resort. After we found out it was kind of like, duh! Cause I'm like Ben Folds's biggest fan and all. So we headed to Park City and we decided we would also try our hand at mountain biking at Deer Valley. We rented our bikes and got our helmets and water bottles and rode two chair lifts up to the top (near the top?). There I received confirmation that once again I stink at all athletic endeavors. I cannot help it that I am tall and awkward and clumsy. (I probably tripped on my way out of the womb.) So I slipped and fell and walked my way down the mountain path, yelling out at certain points, "This Sucks!" Twenty minutes into biking on the easiest course we could find, I was resigned to walking my bike down the mountain for the next couple of hours. But then the path got a little less steep, a little less rocky and I traded bikes with Brent (because as a tall, awkward clumsy person I am a magnet for faulty equipment rentals) and I got used to the whole operation just a bit. We made it down the first trail, much slower than Brent would have without me holding him back, and I only fell once and I only almost started crying once. Not bad. Then we made our way down the second half and were on a path that was even easier than the last and even though it sucked for a while it was a lot of fun.
As a side note I'd like to point out to all of those bikers we had to pull over for and let pass us by that maybe if you're going to go out and buy the fancy, shiny mountain biker outfit with all the fancy, shiny gear, that maybe you shouldn't be on the easy, beginner course. And if you need to be on the beginner course then maybe you should hold off on the fancy, shiny outfits and gear until you're ready for the intermediate course. Just an idea.
So we conquered the mountain and cleaned up and got lunch and headed out to stand in line for the concert at around 4:00. I figured if we were going to sit in the non-reserved section on the grass then we better get a good spot up front cause I wasn't going to be stuck in the binoculars section with no binoculars. So I figured the best plan would be to show up three and a half hours before the concert started and sit in the 95 degree heat for three and a half hours. And that is what we did. It actually wasn't too bad, we brought water and games and even an umbrella and got a good spot about four rows of blankets back. The concert was great, of course. The symphony did a great job backing up Ben Folds. Fun, fun, fun. The funny part is that a lot of the people attending this concert were season ticket holders for the Utah Symphony at Deer Valley, many of whom are in their fifties and older. Possibly, some were a little surprised to be at rock concert. The people sitting next to us fell into this category. They were sitting there with their picnic basket and their wine (sophisticated folk) and we over heard one say it was the most entertaining concert he'd ever been to for someone he'd never heard of before. So who is this Ben Folds anyway? You may be asking. Because many haven't heard of him. Well the perfect combination of piano genius and obnoxious. It's fun music.
This isn't from the concert we were at. I couldn't find any good footage from our concert. Ignore the stupid advertisement at the end.
Great weekend and an awesome way to celebrate fifteen years of happy times together. Looking forward to the next fifteen!
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