He's Better Than Me

Colt's been sick recently.

Instead of being a nice wife and taking good care of him, I've been condescendingly teasing him about his "man-cold."

You know. The colds that men get that put them out of commission for at least a week, but when women have the same thing, they're still completely functional.

The kind that have them slouching around the house calling after you:

"Babe...I'm sick..."

I'm the meanest.

Anyways, last night the poor boy woke up at four in the morning with a coughing fit that wouldn't stop. He ended up sleeping on the couch so he wouldn't keep me awake, since I had to leave for work by 7:00 a.m.

Instead of getting up and helping him out, this morning I stormed around the house because I was grumpy about having to go to work when it was still dark outside. And because we've been super busy lately, and I was tired.

And because I didn't have enough time to eat breakfast.

Or do my hair.

Or dry my underclothing completely.

Or make lunch.

And I had to run over to my other school to get supplies before going to the Jr. High.
I'm also catching Colt's cold.
And the car was very low on gas, and I did not have time to stop and get any before work. I crossed my fingers for the entire 20 minute drive (I made it).

Ugh. Life is just so lame sometimes, you know?

Nobody should have to leave the house on a cold morning wearing slightly damp underclothing.

Anyways, Colt decided to get a little extra sleep and go into work late, so maybe I was a little bit jealous. His job allows him to actually be a human being and occasionally get sick without consequence. My job requires that I make up every second that I miss. Being sick is not allowed.

Colt texted after I left to make sure I was ok, and I went ahead and whined to my sick husband about why I was such an uncompassionate grump this morning.

Two and a half hours later...

 Colton shows up at my work with a lunch, some medicine, cough drops, a sweet note, and a big hug.  

Colt is such a good person.
I don't mean to brag. I just honestly don't know very many people like him. He's one of a kind. 

Sometimes, I feel a little sad for all the years that I didn't know him.

Mean Sleeper

I like to think that I'm a nice person.

I smile at strangers. Babies like me. All that.

When I'm awake, I think I'm a pretty pleasant person overall.

However:
All of this changes when I'm in that weird state between wakefulness and sleep.

Case in point: I've just been informed that Colt woke up in the middle of the night because he was cold, and I had all the blankets. So he pulled the sheet over. As soon as he did so, I said "NO!"

And pulled the sheet back.

I don't have any recollection of this, but honestly, it's not hard for me to believe.

Similar situations have arisen in the past.

I'm not a nice person when I'm sleepy.

Halloween, Denver Style

We visited the pumpkin patch today. After, we came home, made some hot chocolate, and carved this baby.

Go Broncos!

Now, back to Prison Break.

Gone A-Shootin'

Fall Break is officially here! And it couldn't have come soon enough.

Colt worked hard this week so that he could have Friday off with me. 
He got all of his hours in by Thursday...but it meant going all day from 8:00-7:30. 
He was tired. Good thing I made delicious chili. 
It soothes the weary soul.

That harrowing Thursday called for a relaxing Friday. So:

We slept in.

We went for a run. 

We went to D.I. so I could get some language-centered games for my older students. We bought Tribond, Travel Tribond for Kids, Trivial Pursuit, and Balderdash for 8 bucks, which I am quite excited about. 

That, my friends, is a lot of WH-questions, categorization, and word associations for a very reasonable price.

Then, Colt suggested we go for a drive up Hobblecreek Canyon and go shooting. Probably to compensate for having to watch Runaway Bride with me this morning. 
He needed his requisite daily man activity.

So we went.

We ran into some cows on the way up the canyon.

They thought they owned the road.

Now, we're off to Olive Garden for dinner with my uncle and cousins.

So go on and enjoy your fall break, too!

You deserve it.

Not Cat People

I casually, jokingly suggested to Colton this morning that we should get a cat.

In response, I got a look similar to the one below, and a horrified

"Why?!"

I guess we aren't cat people.

Reminiscing

And Then, We Camped In A Yurt

We took a pretty awesome trip last weekend.

I've been wanting to stay in a yurt ever since I read about them on KSL last year. Bonus: They are super cheap to rent. As in, 60 bucks total.
 So, Colt, me, Jon, and Vanesa drove down to Goblin Valley and stayed in one. 

We're quite adventurous when we aren't watching online television.

Goblin Valley a really cool place. In the dinosaur years (i.e. Jurassic Period), it was underwater. A tidal flat, I think is what it's called. And you can tell. 
The rock formations look like they are from a different world. 

The next morning, we hiked Wildhorse Canyon. I've never hiked in a desert before. We were hiking through really narrow, but beautiful, canyon passages. 
At a few points the passage was blocked with water about knee level, so we had to scale the rocks to get past it. 
It was kind of scary.
I felt like I was going to fall off. 
Colt coached me through it, though. One step at a time.
A good man, that one.

The pictures describe it better than I can.

You can see the water line towards the upper part of the rocks. The reddish part all used to be under water.