So I got tired of my whining.
There is NO "fall" here. No changing leaves. No cold. No need for long sleeves.
So last Saturday . . . we headed north. North bound to Sedona. You see a little co-worker told the Pita a thing of beauty . . . "the leaves are changing & beginning to fall in Sedona".
. . . . You had me at "changing". My day pack is packed. So we woke up Peanut bright and early [like she went in her P.J's, early] and off we went. With a promise of colored leaves, a 8 mile hike & even some fly fishing for the big-guy.
After our normal bickering during travel. . . .
. . . ."you are too close" . . . . . "You drive too fast" . . . . "you are an angry driver" . . . . "you are NOT teaching Peanut how to drive" . . . . and a freaking whole lot of honking . . .
Ahhhhh Sedona. The only fabulous City in Arizona where they are too stupid to put in TWO lanes that lead to the city.
First stop. holy bummer. How did I not know the 50k was today. super bummed. Would have loved to run it! Saw a few runners at mile 17. They looked great & strong.
Here's the photo Peanut captured of me wishing I was running.
Fishing for Pita. Frolicking in the water for Peanut and for me FREEZING. I got what I asked for . . . cold. And you guessed it . . . only a long sleeve hoodie-ish thing [minus the hood]. So I sat trying to find my inner lizard on a rock to soak up the sun. Ya, doesn't work when the rock is freezing too. Anyway, spent 1.75 hours picking out items out of the Nordstrom Christmas Catalog . . yay! I found my must have boots Karen!! Bummer they don't come in red. ;)
So it's lunch time but the Pita wants to get a hikin'. We have a lot of water and almonds. Oh yay. We are off. It's beautiful. b e a u t i f u l. Even prettier than I had imagined.
Yellow leaves all over the path/walk-way. Awesome.
Peanut: when is lunch?
[I look at the Pita]
Peanut: Do we have lunch?
Peanut: Mom, please tell me you packed a lunch?
Emz: Kid you ate your "lunch" at 10:05.
Peanut: Mom, what time is it?
Emz: ummmm, ya. I don't know. we're walking. we're walking . . .
Peanut: Mom. Time. Por Favor. [yes, when the Pita takes Spanish lessons, we all benefit]
Emz: it's like one kjhdaswtaysf [that's me slurring]
Peanut: one what?
Emz: uggg, fine 1:35pm.
So we make it another 1/4 mile and we see "Happy Camper Joe". Who says, what we think was, "howdy [no joke], you are all gonna love the view. spent the night there. only 3 miles to go to beauty".
The look from Peanut was priceless. Then without saying a word she went to the nearby tree and did this:
Awwwww, ya. That's my girl. Such fierce determination. Such vigor. Such excitement.
would do. Played one hour of "I Spy". I could care less if I ever play that game again. But it worked. We got there. And it was wonderful. And worth it. And awesome.
serious issues. kept going in circles.
it. never. stopped.
no clue how to upload or attach. It's sad but freaking hilarious at the same time.
Peanut & Pita decided to follow camper Joe's advice and get their feet soaking wet in the water and go the extra 1/4 mile around the canyon. Me. No. Thank you. My blisters are almost fully recovered from October 2nd. I'm sitting this one out.
[me] . . was smart. Guess who had freezing toes and needed "beaver skin" [AKA ...mole skin, I swear the kid will never remember the right word].
4+ mile trek back was hilarious. Fabulous family experience. My kid. She's pretty funny. Loved every whine and comment.
[each statement below is al la Peanut, where does she learn the sarcasm?!]
* Mom, spare me the "50 mile stories"
* Mom, this is not mile 48.
* So next time you expect me to walk 8 miles, could we maybe pack 7 Cheerios?
* I am hopeless. [As she trips over her 42 rock of the day.]
* Ehhhhh, who needs to feel their toes anyway?
* so do I get a buckle or a pat on the head when this is over?
* I spy something that starts with a "s". [no pause] soup. Oh wait that was just a mirage. [this kid reads too much].
* Where are MY 300 Spartan sleeves? I am Spartan!
* Mom, look I'm you . . .[flexes her abs, raises her arms, then says MY LINE!]...... "I've freaking got this!" heeeheeeheee.
Not sure where she gets this personality of hers . . .but....I. Love. It.
Yay for family road trips. Even ones without proper food.