Saturday and Sunday we were in Arizona enjoying 80-90 degree weather. Today we are back in Denver where it is snowing. What is going on? Our poor bodies!
Jason and I spent the weekend with his parents and his grandmother at her house in Arizona. It was a quick trip, but we really enjoyed ourselves while we were there. Our flight left Denver Saturday morning at 8:30, and we arrived back at DIA at about 11:45 last night. Yes, a very quick trip, but worth it. I have never been to Arizona and never seen Jason's grandparents' house, so we needed to go. Arizona is really a beautiful place! I am always amazed when I go new places in the US how different various regions of the country are. There are lots of palm trees and different varieties of cacti in the Phoenix area. It was amazing!
The highlights of our trip, other than seeing Grandma and Jason's parents, were of course eating at Monti's
. I have heard about these places for ever, so it was so fun to finally eat both places. It was very yummy!
Saturday we visited Vern and Ramona and were able to see Vern's amazing wood working skills. He does intarsia
, which is something I would never have patience to do but am amazed at how beautiful and intricate it is.
Sunday we attended church and then had our Matta's lunch. After lunch, we were so full and so tired that we laid down and slept several hours. I hated to waste our short time there sleeping, but I don't think I could have made it through the day otherwise. Then back to the airport to fly home!
Daisy and Oscar stayed with their friend Moxie while we were gone, and next weekend Moxie is coming here while her parents are gone. Daisy and Oscar love it when she comes over!
Funny story--Saturday night we slept with our bedroom window open and a fan blowing on us. In the middle of the night, around 3 am, the dog next door started barking and barking and
barking. Jason got fed up, so jumped out of bed and closed the window. He then decided he wanted to fan closer to him, so he tried to pull the fan over. The cord wasn't long enough, so he proceeded to knock it in the floor. The metal cover came off, and the blades kept running. So the fan is laying there making the worst "whack-whack-whack" noise on the floor. Jason was afraid to pick it up (remember, it was pitch black in our room) for fear of the blades cutting him. Finally, he somehow turned it off, but I was laughing hysterically. As you can see, one of the blades didn't quite make it through the ordeal. At first glance, it just looks like a chunk is knocked out, but if you look closer, you will see that it is much smaller than the other two blades. Good times.