After going to The Color Factory, I was on a mission to get tickets to the Ice Cream Museum but to no avail. I had pretty much given up hope. So, when the museum extended their dates, I harassed people to wait on their computers the second the tickets were released. And we got tickets! Whoo-hoo! Continue reading “The Museum of Ice Cream”
Once a year, the roads of many of my dearest loved ones converge in Salt Lake City. My crazy relatives fly in from all over the country to spend a few days snowboarding, eating and hanging out in a giant vacation home (there was a lofted bedroom above the jacuzzi/shower in the master bathroom…very weird but noteworthy?). We visit the Utah Bradshaw clan and shenanigans ensue. I spend time with beloved friends. Continue reading “Our Annual Cousin Ski Trip”
Life is better with a bestie.
In Carter’s case, it’s his pal, Massi (Matthew). Massi is the son of one of my closest friends, and I love how our kids love each other too. Continue reading “Besties and Besties”
What happens when you take two newbies to Yosemite for the first time?
Technically, one of them (ahem…April) went to Yosemite on bus with a group of Chinese tourists for a day. I say that doesn’t count. The other one (ahem…Ning) would rather be dancing in a club. The baby, of course, is a Yosemite vet. Continue reading “Girls Trip to Yosemite”
It was Aila’s first Christmas and she was our best gift this year.