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.