Freedom in Park City

Justin and I hadn't had a night "away" (meaning without Kennedy and somewhere other than our own home) for about 4 years. We decided the world owed it to us. We wanted to go somewhere close, cheap, slightly romantic and fun.

No, not Tooele. Good guess, though.

Park City!! I found a nice little condo rental on www.vrbo.com (thanks, Mom!), and since we're still in the "off-season," it was pretty dang inexpensive.

After shopping for a few hours at the outlet malls, occasionally looking under coat racks for our child (it's a habit) who was not there, but with a babysitter (thanks, Janica), we checked into our condo and crashed for a few hours. Shopping wears us out. We must be old. What happened to the days when I could shop for 5 hours and not even break a sweat??

After napping, we went to dinner (steak- yum!) and then meandered along Main Street, only to find that all of the shops close early during the week, so we drove back to the condo and watched Seinfeld and the Notebook....among other things which grown-ups do when kids are not around. Like have pillow fights and play video games.

And what is the first thing on my mind when I awake in the morning? (Who am I kidding- it's always on my mind.) Food!


Delicious breakfast. The best hot apple cider I've ever had. They even put a little cinnamon stick in it! Some people are just so creative. Seriously.

We then walked up and down Main Street (luckily the stores were open, this time- and my butt is seriously sore from that enormous hill. How pathetic is that?), and looked in all of the stores and art galleries. One of them is a photo gallery, and all of the photographs in there were taken by a couple who travels all over the world. It really fueled our desire to go to Italy... and Norway... and France. Ok, so everywhere in Europe. But we both really enjoy art, so it was great to see all the things people can do that I suck at.

Aren't we cool? Yes, I thought so, too.

It was only a one night get-away, but it was a lot of fun. I missed Kennedy way more than I should have, but she had a blast with her bff Kaitlyn, and I admit it was really nice to be able to window shop without a whining child. I already had a husband whining about my excessive need to touch everything. Although his whining may be justified...

*Another Kennedyism:

She loves to sing. The other day, this is how her song went:

"I love to see the temple, I'm going there, someday, Yes, SIR!, Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer, had a very shiny nose...."

The "Yes, SIR" was very enthusiastic- and she didn't skip a beat as she started into the Christmas carol.