I finished NOTHING this weekend, and didn't even start much. I came down with my son's cold, which got in the way, and had to deal with a sprinkler-system emergency. But the house did get cleaned, I did work on the final set of fabulous photos from our summer vacation (see below), and I'm in process on a fabulous almost-gourmet meal of Italian sausage with ratatouille, polenta, zucchini with garlic, salad and homemade pizza for the picky among the children. My family and friends will tell you that I’m in no way A Cook, so this is big stuff for me. We’re entertaining far-flung visitors with teenagers.
Now. This post is to call your attention to a fabulous blog and my very very first ever entry in a swap!
http://cakeandpie.typepad.com/cake_pie/2006/10/swap.htmlI sewed ornaments last year for family and friends, and it was easy and fun. I combined stamping, a smidge of quilting and some bobbin thread embellishment, used up a load of fancy scraps and impressed a crowd. So I'm in, and I can't wait to see what I'll find in my mailbox!
Some photos, and then back to the sauté pan...
For those who missed the first round, we rafted the Colorado River through the Grand Canyon in late June, with family and strangers who quickly became friends. It was awesome, in a very literal sense. A day did not pass that did not fill me with awe.
My dad took these photos.
This is a mini canyon view. The views that just took our breath away were actually too big to photograph. You cannot fit a mile of rock in your view finder.
The Little Colorado. It really is that color...even greener, really. The tradition is to put your life vest on your butt and surf the river (it keeps your tail bone from being smashed up). Our group had our first big bonding experience here, as we formed a train to go down the river. It was even more fun than you might think.
A bevy of beauties. Me, the Teen Princess and Runs Like a Girl. Next photo, we swim like heck to get behind a wicked waterfall. Way cool.


This was the start of one of the killer hikes. Those rocks were sharp, slippery and brutally hot, and once we got to the top we had to go down the other side over more of the same. But we learned quickly to never say "no" to a hike, because they were always more than worth the heat, effort and peril. This one, if memory serves, took us to a fabulous waterfall that doubled as a diving spot.