and yet another set of visitors are gone

drew's fam came into town on 3.19 just as his friend ben flew out.
their stay was much anticipated, a nice dose of familial comfort and love was much needed. they came during an unconventionally warm utah spring, but were still able to ski (despite the slush). cross country adventure plans with his mom were rather impossible (the track was melty-melty) so instead of spiting ourselves with an un-fun muddy ordeal, we hung out on main street, gallery walked, and then spa'd our little panties off while the boys went shopping and induldged in march maddness. it was lovely.

they also took us out to a bunch of very delicious meals (special favorite: Chimayo) and left us all of the leftover groceries, including a very large chunk of extra sharp cheddar and three bottles of wine. mmmm. it was nice to talk about NYC and how we are longing to go back. Utah is beautiful and this summer is sure to be warm and wonderful, but both drew and i are already talking about our trip back home.

park city was never meant to be permanant. in fact, the city perfectly suits the transitional intentions we had coming here. the people are great, in the hospitality industry perfection kind of way that it has become known for...BUT we cannot survive here. we thrive off of urban discovery and potential. while drew's friend ben was here, we took off to SLC for some mini golf and fooding. after dinner, we took a stroll around the corner for some delectable gelato and then decided to complete the block-walk back to Betty. about half-way, i blurted out the realization that "hey, this feels so good! we're walking around! eating ice-cream! in a city!" it was so refreshing and comforting, not because it was Salt Lake City, but because it was something i thoroughly enjoyed back home. it is the pinnacle of so many memorable moments or conversations. (not-so) surprisingly, this is something i need in my life and it took moving to utah and driving everywhere for a couple of months to realize how much i value walking and commuting via competent public transportation. true, i could be sucked into the utah lifestyle and i COULD drive down to salt lake just to get my ice-cream stroll fix, but its just not the same. its just not the same.

my cousins arrive in less than 48 hours and that should be a blast. im pretty much set on blowing their minds...