Friday, June 20, 2008

Heat, heights, and my ever-expanding thighs

We are now at Lake Powell. I am sitting in the hotel lobby on a borrowed computer because nobody out here in the desert seems to have heard of WiFi. I only have time to get in a quick post, as there is a line waiting for this one precious computer, and some bratty teenager (probably missing her MySpace page) is sighing deep breaths and tapping her foot impatiently next to me.

Should I hurry?

Right now, it is 5,698 degrees outside. And do you know what? Lake Powell doesn't have any trees. I'M. NOT. KIDDING. I had all this ambition to go for a quick evening run once we got here. Ambition that was bred out of six hours in the car and lots of sugary snacks at my feet.

But now those sweet sugary snacks that were once at my feet will reside permanently on my thighs.

Stupid thighs. Stupid heat.

Anyway, the drive here was anything but boring. The Husband decided to take a "shortcut" on an unpaved, windy mountain road for 75 miles. He neglected to mention anything to me other than he found out about a shortcut. I was excited at first.

But me and heights? We get along about as well as me and sheer terror. I'm talking white-knuckled, heart pounding, I'm-going-to-die-at-any-moment-type of terror. It was not a pretty sight.

I'm hoping tomorrow that he redeems himself when we're out on the lake on a boat - cruising along leisurely like the 80-year-old woman inside me wants to do, and not barreling through the water like the 17-year-old boy inside of him wants to do.

Wish me luck.

30 comments:

Lauren said...

Best of Luck, friend!!!!

I am glad you ignored the bratty teenager behind you!

Sorry about the white knuckle terror...I guess The Husband was trying to make it a trip to remember?

CJ, the Purple Diva said...

Ah, yes the camping days at Lake Powell in June. The youth went camping there for 3 days and two nights, when I was a mere 16 years old. No sunscreen, no shade, no tent...just me and about 30 other youth and leaders...oh and boats.
Hmm, shall we discuss the nice tan-er-sunburn-umm, sun poisining I came home with. I had on an orangish one piece...it was hard to tell the difference between the skin and the suit. Yeah, I was sick.
Oh good times...ah, the memories...
GOOD LUCK!
Glad you won the time on the computer! Sounds like a trip to remember!

Kimberly said...

Believe it or not, I have never been to Lake Powell.

How long are you gone for? I can't believe you drove across the country to Utah. Wow! What a family vacation you are having. Sounds like one to remember!

TravelinOma said...

You are in the desert at a man made lake. Trees surround the lakes in Minnesota.

Melain said...

Oh goodness. That is SO REAL. LOL!

mama jo said...

i love lake powell...but it can be soooo hot...well, it's about that hot here...we're having a heat wave..

Allison said...

Two of my favorite places on this Earth and you go to both on your vacation. I am going to Utah for a whole month and probably won't make it to either Zion or Lake Powell. I am so green with envy. Enjoy the water!

andrea said...

at the risk of sounding creepy, i think your legs are like a superhero's. you could kill a man with those thighs.
THAT is smoking hot.

and WHY are we all blogging on vacation????

Melissa Walker said...

I'm following you--first to Utah and now to Lake Powell. I'll be there Monday!

Robyn said...

Your description of you and heights was great. And the cruising along leisurely like the 80-year-old woman inside you wants to do...so funny. You should've made the bratty teenager wait longer!

gab said...

Question: Why are our husbands not vacationing together? Then they could totally speed and kill themselves and we could go to a spa with the life insurance $$.

Wendi said...

Um, good luck!
Sounds like you might need it.
Boats and men.... they.scare.me.
Remember what my husband did with my four-year-old and Big Bertha?
Not. good.

I hope your day on the lake is a wonderful one. Just close your eyes and listen to the squells of delight from your children.

Lindsey said...

Welcome to the desert honey. This is my new home town.. :) I have decided that the heat is much worse when you are just vacationing in it. Because when you live in it.. It just isn't that bad (probably because you know there is not relief in site) We just drove through Paige On our way here. You are so close to me... yet ... so far. Have fun in Powell... Just don't think about the heat.. And next time do Powell in late September. (much more bareable then) Ps- What on EARTH prompted the trip from MO to Powell?

Rosie said...

Seriously, I can't believe we visited the Mother Ship at the same time and missed each other. Oh, well. I'll have to come see you in St. Louis and learn some wifely skills from you while I'm there.

Ilene said...

Well, I hope your thighs at least get a great tan.

Lorena said...

You aren't too far from me and Lindsey (OK, just like 5 hours), you should drive down and visit. The heat here is the same.

The best part of road trips are the snacks you eat to keep yourself occupied. Love it!

Glad you are having fun!

calibosmom said...

Didn't you know sweets take a vacation too? They don't go to your thighs or butt, they go to Figi or Morocco. so, eat away...let your sweets have fun too.

momy4him said...

ok and i thought it was hot where i live. try to enjoy the rest of your trip- i hope the boat you'll be on is covered so you stay out of the sun.

Bridget said...

Why does this not surprise me about Josh?

I feel the same way about sugar treats and long car trips. I can almost watch my thighs spreading right before my eyes.

danandcindy said...

Sissy.

Kristy said...

I take it Lake Powell does not have a spa? 'Cause girl, that's right where I would be! Here's hoping your 80 year old inner woman gets her way.

polly said...

sounds like a great time?! the heat would be ok, but the heights and scary shortcuts sound horrible. have fun

Michael said...

I'm glad you survived that death-road... Wish I was at Lake Powell.

Family Adventure said...

Good luck....and enjoy :)

Heidi

My name is Ali... said...

I would have been terrified too...I hate heights and windy roads! Good luck with the rest of the trip and the car ride home!!

Emily said...

Sounds like your vacay is going well. I had to laugh about the hairy ladies. I swear, Europeans throng to Zions and I can't tell you how many fat German men I saw in way-too-tight speedos as a child. Yes--stare. Stare and laugh and enjoy the fact the even though Europe is sooo much older and more cultered than America, even with all their centuries they've got on us they still haven't figured out about personal hygiene.

Hollyween said...

You're at Lake Powell??
You have NO idea how jealous I am.

Seriously.

And I doubt your thighs are suffering. When I saw you at BP, you were gorgeous and thin. Please teach me how you do it.

Susy said...

Your blog readers miss you, hope you are doing good...

Diane said...

At least if it's 5,698 degrees outside...it's a DRY heat...right? At least that's what I'm told. Hope you're having a great time, making lots of lasting memories!

queenieweenie said...

Heat makes thighs swell. Don't ya know?