Thursday afternoon my husband calls me up. "So, what do you think you want to do for our anniversary?"
Me: "Oh man, I don't know. I've been online all day trying to think of something fun and different to do. But I'm pretty much coming up blank."
*eruption of laughter on other end of phone*
Him: What'd you do, google 'What to do for your anniversary'? That's just bad honey. That's worse than me!"
Just so we're clear, I did NOT google that. So there.
So then I asked Mister Wise Guy what his big idea was. Believe it or not, he actually had one!
They had to resuscitate me from shock.
He made some phone calls and convinced his mom and sister-in-law to watch our kids Friday night and all day Saturday. I don't know what he offered them but it must have been something good, because they agreed.
So after work on Friday, we drove down to his parents house and dropped of the kids who happen to absolutely LOVE going there, and then drove up to Jackson Hole, WY.
True to our nature, we hadn't planned a dang thing. We just sort winged it.
Saturday morning, we took the big tram in Teton Village up to the top of Rendezvous Point which sits at 10,450 feet.
Ah look, here we are surrounded by the beauty of the mountain! Oh wait... that's just the tram tower.
See that ity bity little white peak there behind my head? That's the Grand Teton, which sits at 13, 000 something feet.
And now that I'm in a picture with it, I'm officially super cool.
Not a bad view! I won't tell you which part of the picture I'm referring to.
Here we are being all romantical, because "romantical" is a cool word.
View of the Snake River. I hate this picture because it makes my thighs look huge.
NO, I WON'T GO HOME!
And by my choice of footwear, it was obvious I had come prepared to trudge through the snow.
When we were done shouting our love from the mountain top, we did something that I've always, always, always wanted to do!
We rode a ski lift! Which, now that's it's summer is called a bike lift. Wahoo!
We rode it twice, because it was free with our tram ticket.
Being all romantical again. Especially since this photo accents my chicken pock scars so well! Looks like I got tasered right in the forehead or something.
Told you I was cool.
Even our feet wanted to be romantical.
As you can see, it was so busy I can't believe we got a seat!
I was trying to squish the little people walking below.
And now you've seen my extra-long toed, size 9.5 to 10, super long feet.
Your life is now complete.
Next we took a stroll through downtown.
And I tried to swim through the salt water taffy barrels but the store employees didn't appreciate it and kindly asked if I would control myself.
These truffles fascinated me! They looked super cool but I couldn't bring myself to try one.
I think they look like sushi. *shudder*
Okay, and they were a dollar each. We got the ones that were only 75 cents.
Because we're money conscious like that.
I wanted this sign for my kitchen. It says, "Whoa! You missed it!" there is the middle.
But in the end I decided that it would trouble if every time I went to leave my kitchen I encountered this. I would have to turn around and go eat more candy! I'd probably never leave.
I'm sorry, but the Jackalope is kind of cute.
I'm not ashamed to admit it.
After I was almost malled by a bear, we went to this super-mega-ultra cool store that I simply can't remember the name of now. The whole thing was filled with the most amazing "nature art". Meaning, things that have been found in mines, quarries, etc. that have been shaped into these gorgeous art pieces.
Like petrified wood tables, mammoth tusks, bright blue butterflies arranged in frames, and gems and crystals in all shapes and sizes. I should have taken pictures but I was too busy gawking.
Check out this bad boy.
$145,000! We thought about getting it for out living room, but decided that kids might think it was a big sucker and treat it accordingly.
So we passed.
John Wayne ain't got nothin'!
Happy Seven Year Anniversary to us! I had such a great time!
I'm still working on trying to convince my man there to post on my blog.
I think I'm wearing him down.
Lisa told me once that I have snuffleupagus eyelashes. Maybe I'll try batting them profusely at him.
How could he refuse!