Lavender Days

Well, it's too late to be posting, but we finally got our internet connected today and I can't leave you thinking I'm completely miserable when you've all left such thoughtful comments. I'm just sorry I couldn't comment back to all of you because I was using a sketchy WIFI connection that I picked up in my house that kept going in and out.

Anyway, I'm doing much better. I have to admit, I still have my moments when I really need to be cheered up (like today when Creed woke up covered in dried throw-up that must have arrived sometime in the middle of the night, I found out the closets that Ikea pulled from the full-service section are the wrong size and we don't have a car big enough to bring them back, Creed threw up on me several times and I had to change his sheets more than once, the cable guy had our order completely mixed up, and then I got a call from my mom letting me know that my Grandpa Borup was diagnosed with colon cancer today. Yes, it was not a good day.)

Ok, enough complaining, the last week we really did have some good times. We have only spent a few days in our house because we spent the weekend with my family at Lavender Days in Mona and celebrating my little brother's return from his mission in Brazil. What, you haven't been to Lavender Days? OK, it was new to me, but it sounded worth the heat so we rounded the family up and headed out. It takes place at Young Living Farms and the owner is a bit eccentric so there was a medieval section with jousting and a Wild West section. We got held up by a gun slinger. We feasted on Lavender ice cream and Lavender lemonade (among a lot of other really good food)

Creed climbed in every stage coach he spotted

We shaded ourselves in the shade of my mom's huge sun hat

Had a friendly family archery competition (my dad won by far)

We took a wagon tour around the farm and then rode the old fashioned rides the employees had to actually push

Oh ya, and we saw some lavender.

Ironically, with the late winter that they had in Utah, the lavender will not be in full bloom for another week so they weren't totally purple fields, but they were still beautiful.

Next year, I might skip the festival and just go visit on another day for a photo op, but it was a great one-time experience. And I have to admit, I have missed those mountains.

But I didn't miss those drums!