Spring Break brought this peepster back to the homestead for a week, and as you can see, we are all smiles about spending some much needed family time together. And I seriously believe this particular Koala-filtered Snap accurately reflects how thrilled we are to be back in our Saturday shopping routine, even if it is just a trip to the local Target. (Having that added stop to Starbucks just inside the door is a definite bonus making our smiles that much brighter - must acknowledge that little perk.)
Stumbling on another piece of Alaskan sport memorabilia brought tears of happiness to my eyes as well as memories of rolling my glittery blue bowling ball down the lanes, eating greasy bowling alley food, and wearing designer jeans with my custom team bowling shirt on bitter cold weekends with my Alaskan friends. Now that was the life, one I'll never forget - and having this fancy trophy helps to keep the memory alive.
From 4th to the beginning of 7th grade, I had the privilege of living on an Air Force Base in Alaska where I became acclimated with all kinds of fun local activities, particularly ICE SKATING, a sport that easily became a favorite. And even though I had free/open-access to the ice skating rink at my local school, Mt. Spurr, sometimes friends and I just took the easy way out and skated on roads right outside our homes. So after getting all "pro" with my skating skills, I soon had high hopes of making it to the Olympics where I would dazzle the judges and become the next Linda Fratianne. Sadly, that dream never became a reality, but I had the absolute time of my life trying to make it happen. No regrets there, whatsoever.
Perfect comfort food for a day-after-sick-day: Pasta e Fagioli, Olive Garden copycat recipe for those who'd rather pay a fraction of the cost for a whopping potful of tasty Italian zuppa, the gift that will last all. week. long. *heavenly!*
When you've had enough of battling the treacherous-commute-to-work-in-ice-and-snow conditions, this is the absolute BEST MEDICINE. I'm feeling so much better already.
Here I am on my way back to the office after a wickedly fun battle on the badminton court. I don't exactly look all beaten and bruised, but don't be fooled - I was actually stricken 3 times by fiercely smashed shuttles, one of which might have even left a mark on my delicate skin. But alas, despite all this fierceness, I suspect we will be back next week battling it out all over again.
That is, unless the tennis court nets are back up, then we will be at it in tennis form. (YES, please GOD let it be so!)
I am Brenda Swenson and sometimes I blog.