Wanderlust

The majority of my trip 'home' was spent at home... doing a small bit of the mundane upkeep and chores like yardwork, paperwork, oil changes, etc... But, we also had lots of mini-trips in the past few weeks - Spokane to Boise to Long Beach, on top of all the groovy things going on in our own little town!

Cats the Broadway show came to Pocatello, which we made into a great evening of dinner and great company with Johnna, Dixie and Cheri. I can still hear Dixie laughing at the singing and dancing. Another great night included Karen and Kathy at Westside Players. Debbie was in the Cemetery Club, and it was a fabulous show. I had no clue she had a background in theater, and that I would laugh my ass off at her timing and the show - she was great! Mom was a rockstar that week - not sure how much sleep she actually got before waking at moon-thirty for work, but I know if it was me, you wouldn't want to be around. Pocatello has an African Sister City which is humanitarian in nature - and at their fundraiser, it was truly heartwarming and heartbreaking to hear of their plights and challenges. Just one more occasion that makes you grateful, thankful and wider visioned than the day before. Catching up with family and friends is a bigger priority when you just don't have all that time you used to use to procrastinate in.

I can 'help' with gardening in few aspects - two of which are 1) creating a wish list of food I would like to eat from a garden, and 2) shovel up weeds with an accidental occasional flower. And admittedly, I can't even do the latter that well. Good thing these living things are in the green thumb encrusted hand (and land) of mom - otherwise they wouldn't have a spark of a chance. I apparently (and unknowingly) killed all her poppies while I was there, too, sheesh. And there is also a beef I have with terms in gardening. Apparently, an annual is a plant that will live this summer, and this summer only. If you want it next year, you need to go get another. Isn't 'annual' the wrong name for this? When you hear of an annual event, it occurs every year. If this is part of the fundamentals of gardening, no wonder why I don't get it. My brain doesn't work that way.

The Boise Race for the Cure was a huge success this year - turnout was over 13,000! The local ABC affiliate was there and everyone is apparently in one of these videos crossing the finish line, and I think I saw Dianna and Justin - but not Grace, mom, or me. It's always an amazing event that can really affect you if you take a minute and think about how everyone there has a tie to breast cancer. Not to mention all the survivors in the survivor's parade wearing their bright pink shirts! What a inspiring and strong group of women and men. And I'm proud to say that my mom is one of them.

As dictated by a lovely tradition, our team had lunch after the race where we caught up with more friends and family - some of which did not actually make the race. (like Wendy who leisurely drank coffee while we sweated, haha!) Finally got to meet Hailee, who (I think) looks just like her Auntie Chaz.

Mom taught a Kite Making workshop at the Ada County Library later that day, and yes, Robert got his to fly afterwards!

As if we just couldn't get enough walking in, we celebrated Mother's Day by participating in the Moms and Daughters Fun Run with some friends. Happy Mother's Day, Mom!