It has been five days since our return from Family Vacation.
Tyler returned to Auburn straight from the fun filled days of Wyoming. He has actually started his Junior year today. GASP! Aw, so many things to make me feel old. Emily will be heading out this Saturday. SIGH! I need a vacation to recover from all this.
Wait a minute....
First, we spent a lot of extra time in the Knoxville airport. Had to run two terminals in the Atlanta airport and made our connection with enough time for Hunter to visit the restroom. Doors shut, wheels up, when did you start paying $6 for the movie on Delta?! That's okay. Emily got me addicted to Sponge Bob Diner Dash (don't ask).
We stayed here:
We were told we missed Leonardo Dicaprio and Tobey McGuire by a few days. Supposedly Leo has gotten fat, wears his hair like a samurai, and smokes e-cigarrettes non stop. Who knew.
|Isn't it beautiful?|
|Don't they look so happy?|
Hunter and the kids went fly fishing Thursday morning. I, meanwhile, did a salt scrub and a 60 minute massage at the spa and then quiet lunch of pork tacos. Who do you think had more fun?
Tyler - 3 fish
Emily - 0 fish
Hunter - 0 fish
And four hours later they were back. They all agreed it was about an hour too long but fun.
Guess what we did for four hours today?
Pick up at 8:00AM
|Hunter is riding Goliath and Tyler is on his brother Cub|
I have ridden horses a few times in my life. But not for four hours!!! Who planned this?
We will be going up to the top of this hill...I call it a mountain, they call it a hill...and having lunch.
|Hunter, Goliath, me, Twilight, Emily, Scotch(?), Tyler, Cub|
We made it and yes we even trotted. Then Hunter yelled quite a few expletives and said never again. He says his stirrups were too long so things were beating on the saddle.
Time to eat, stretch our legs, and view the sights...
We have to get back on the horses.
Wasn't pretty but Tyler did it. Emily, of course, sprang right up. I got a bit of a boost from Hunter.
|Both arms still working here, but the left is soon to be a goner.|
He forgot to use his legs, the saddle wasn't tight enough, he was too strong, a bit portly. The saddle kept slipping to the side. Three times, his luck ran out, foot got stuck, and ever so slowly he rotated off Goliath and onto the ground. It was so funny! He popped up with thumbs up. Found an old tree stump to use and we were off for two more friggin' hours. Within twenty minutes Hunter informed me he could not lift his left arm up at all. By the time we were done he was hurting.
Aleve or Tylenol, his pick. Tough SOB, a bit whiney though. We found out when we got home that he did fracture his upper arm right below the ball. Suck it up because...
Let's go into Jackson Hole with the other million tourist and do some shopping.
|Yeah, not having a lot of fun...so many people, hotter than we thought, our pussies hurt. Antlers are not real.|
And then rest up honey, tomorrow we whitewater raft and go to the rodeo. Yay!