Spring is the time for we Aspenites to get away. This time it was a girls mountain biking trip to Fruita and Moab and man it felt good! (A waiver has been signed to protect the innocent).
One of our favorite things to do in the late summer is to go camping up Lincoln Creek and jump into the Devil’s Punchbowl…at least one of us…anyway, you know what I mean.
I shudder to think of what camping alone with my two boys and Muki would have been like without my in-laws.
Lucky to not be one of the few people needing rescue in Moab, we survived an interesting trip with flash floods and lightening bolts. The children loved riding Slick Rock and the parents had a good ole time hanging out in our Coleman Pop-Up Campers in the rain in between bike rides.
Desert rocks soaking up the rain Last week I loaded up Vini-Man with a tent, backpacks and a first aid kit the size of Paris Hilton’s hand bag and…
I have never stayed in one place for this long without taking off somewhere, anywhere, to break up the monotony and my life is truly getting more and more monotonous as I deal with troubled finances and rejection letters.
“I’m bleeding mommy,” yelled Thumper as I typed away at my computer. “I’ll be there in a second,” I yelled not quite ready to handle yet another injury. I shot up…