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Ten Things of Thankful: Another Road Trip and Other Summer Fun

Photo: View from the front passenger seat of a car shows the highway extending toward mountains in the distance
I'm a little bit later than I normally am in linking up a TToT post this week, but I have good reason: I was at a friend's cabin in Idaho from Thursday-Saturday, and there was no wi-fi there. (And I'm glad there wasn't; it's really nice to disconnect every so often.) Before I tell you about that, though, let's start the list with things that happened earlier in the week:

1. I'm thankful that Drexel stopped limping. The last Saturday in July, I noticed Drexel wasn't putting weight on a front paw. I couldn't find any reason, but he was a bit better on Sunday, and by Monday was back to his usual self. I imagine he must have just strained a muscle on our Friday afternoon hike. In any case, I'm glad he's feeling better.

2. I'm thankful that I finished a little quilt for my granddaughter's first birthday. I just used a panel, and sewed straight lines for the quilting, so it wasn't complicated, but I got the mitered corners right on the first try. I had quite a few things to do before we left on our road trip, so having the quilting go painlessly was a relief. 


Photo: A small, boldly colored quilt panel, which depicts each alphabet letter as a different animal. Purple binding surrounds the panel. 
3. I'm thankful for my children. It used to be that I was the one to take them to the doctor or remind them to do their homework. Now I have a son in medical school who subtly reminds me that I am at an age that I should be undergoing certain medical procedures, and a daughter who is an attorney and reminds me of the importance of having estate planning papers in order. The role reversal is strange, but appreciated. I might grow up to be a responsible adult! When I was telling my walking buddy about it, she said I just need one of my children to become a travel agent. 🤣

4. I'm thankful for being able to attend a luncheon with a small group of women. When I lived in California, I had a lunch group that would get together each month. The food was always good, but the company was even better. We supported each other through challenges, and laughed and cried together. Though I (and some others) have moved away, I'm sure we all look back on those lunches fondly. 

At the lunch this week, I realized that the women here also have developed a similar support group. Although I am obviously a newcomer and ignorant of the particular histories of these women, I could sense the camaraderie they shared, and was warmly welcomed into their lives. It was a nice afternoon. 

5. I'm thankful for whimsical fun. It has been a matter of some debate between my children and me throughout the years as to which Harry Potter house I belong. I always fancied myself a Gryffindor, but my children were convinced I was a Hufflepuff. Thanks to a local cupcake shop, the sorting hat spoke, and confirmed what I knew all along:


Photo: A chocolate "sorting hat" cupcake, with a bite taken, displays a red inside.
6. I'm thankful we had some rain. Not only was it nice to receive moisture, it also postponed one of the items from my to-do-before-the-road-trip list (paint the back steps). I was planning on doing it on Thursday after dropping Drexel off to the kennel and before we left for Idaho, but I'll just hold off until the chance of rain returns to zero. 

Now, to the road trip:

8. I'm thankful for the invitation of my sweet friend to spend a few days with her and her family at their cabin. We had such a nice time visiting with them. We loved their comfortable, homey cabin, and appreciated their warm hospitality. We enjoyed going to a play in West Yellowstone together. (Shoutout to the Playmill Theatre--one of the most entertaining community theaters we've ever attended.) We also went riding on ATVs, something neither John nor I had ever done before. 


Photo: I take a quick selfie after getting geared up in helmet and goggles prior to an ATV ride. John looks on bemusedly in the background.
9. I'm thankful for this beautiful world. We discovered gorgeous streams, stunning vistas, and giant waterfalls in the short time we were in Idaho. 


Photo: A clear stream springs up among evergreen trees under a blue sky
Photo: A panoramic shot of the view from the top of Sawtell Peak. The Grand Tetons, barely noticeable in the photo, are on the distant horizon.
Photo: The 200-ft wide, 114-ft tall Upper Mesa Falls on Henry's Fork of the Snake River (Notice the tiny little people on the overlook to the right of the falls for a sense of scale.)
10. I'm thankful for John. He drove the ATV while I sat behind him, and was so considerate and patient of my nervousness. By the second day of riding, I was more relaxed and didn't even close my eyes that much! I love having him along on adventures!


Photo: John, standing with both arms and one leg raised, appears to be falling off the top of Sawtell Peak 

Speaking of adventures, I feel like I have had so many scary thrilling experiences this past year: zip-lining, white-water rafting, ATV riding. Ax-throwing is next, but what should we do after that? Let me know what you think, and we might try it! I do reserve the right to nix any suggestion, though. For example, I will not be parachuting anytime ever. Never ever.
#DontTellMeNeverSayNever #IMeanIt

This has been another Ten Things of Thankful posts. This week, we have a new co-host, Lisa of The Prolific Pulse. I'm thankful for everyone who helps keep the TToT going! What are you thankful for this week? Let me know in the comments, and feel free to join the TToT community by linking up your own post! 


Joining me this week:
The Prolific Pulse
A Season and a Time
MessyMimi's Meanderings
The Wakefield Doctrine
Backsies is What There is Not
Viola's Daily Musings
Carin's Gratitude




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Comments

  1. You are doing Ax Throwing next? What! The things that bring fear and trepidation into the heart of a mother.
    Yes, I think your children are watching over you just fine with their reminders, even though I think of you as a very responsible adult. They love their Mom.
    Glad you are included in a lunch group.
    Beautiful photos from your trip!

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    1. Oh, Mom, the ax throwing is the least nerve-wracking of them all, I think. (The kids gave John a gift certificate to an ax-throwing place for Father's Day.) :-)

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  2. Your kids sound wonderful, as do the ladies in your group. It won't be long before you will know them better.

    Parachuting was one of two forms of exercise/adventuring Grandpa always told his obstetrical patients they could not do when pregnant, the other was horseback riding. ATVs were not common then, he'd probably never heard of whitewater rafting or ziplining, and i think bungee jumping hadn't been invented yet, or he'd have included them.

    It was a grand time away, i am glad you enjoyed it, and maybe once you master ax throwing you should try rock wall climbing or hang gliding. Feel free to say no, i won't mind.

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    1. Thanks for the ideas! I'll pass on hang gliding, but I would consider rock wall climbing.

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  3. Welcome back! I'm happy you got totes unplugged and had an amazing trip!

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  4. Good to hear that Drexel is feeling better. As always, your photos are outstanding. The thing that knocks me out (about the left half of the country is the scale of the land. Totally huge.
    Have a great week.

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    1. Whenever I've been back east, I've been similarly amazed at how little the states are. The United States would have lots more than 50 states, if the size of states in the west was closer to the size of states in the east.

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  5. Wow, Idaho is beautiful! Glad Drexel's footie is better - poor guy! How fun that you had a lunch with friends! It's harder to meet people in a new place when your kids are grown and gone! I was talking to Kyle this week and got the same kind of future doctor announcement that his dad should get a CPAP (he's not wrong)! He's loving his internal medicine rotation, by the way! When you come to Branson this fall, you could do a ropes course to add to your daredevil repertoire!

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    1. Idaho is more than just potatoes! :-)
      Glad Kyle is enjoying his rotation.
      A ropes course--that's an idea I might be brave enough to do!

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