Saturday, January 26, 2019

The Gift of Experiences

A couple of years ago, Matt and I decided that our Christmas gifts to each other would be experiences we can have together.  For example, one year I gave him (us) tickets to see the comedian, Brian Regan.  Matt gave me (us) tickets to a Jazz game.

Every time we walk past Sur La Table (a kitchen supply store similar to William Sonoma) at Fashion Place Mall, he'd say that it would be fun to take a cooking class there.  They have a kitchen in the back of the store for classes.  So this year, that's what I got him.  After looking at the classes being held in January, comparing the dates with Matt's work schedule, and taking his dietary needs into consideration, the only class that would work was "Date Night In the French Quarter".  We would be making some yummy cajun food from New Orleans.


There were 8 couples in attendance and worked in groups of four.  We were with a nice couple from North Salt Lake.  The menu was chicken and andouille sausage gumbo with bay leaf perfect steamed rice, classic shrimp and grits, and bananas foster for dessert.  So delicious!

Matt and another man were chosen to make the caramel rum sauce for the bananas foster and learn the technique of flambĂ©.  He rocked it!



A couple days later, I decided we would make the shrimp and grits at home for Emma.  I am not a big seafood lover, but I did enjoy it the night of the cooking class, so I wanted to give it a try on my own. It tasted good, but not as good as at Sur La Table.  I thought the shrimp were chewier, and it's the texture of shrimp that usually bothers me.  I'd like to make the gumbo soon.  Here's proof that I actually peeled and cooked shrimp by myself at home.



Matt's Christmas gift to me this year was a guided snowshoeing historical tour of Park City.  We went this past Tuesday.  We had a huge snowstorm the day before, so there was deep, fresh powder and snow frosted trees to navigate through.  Our guide's name was Art, and he was super nice and  knowledgeable.  He showed us old mines and talked to us about the beginnings of Park City.  Pretty cool stuff.  But I was mostly interested in being out in such wintery beauty.  It was only our second time snowshoeing (we went up Millcreek Canyon with Emma a few days after Christmas when we gave the family snowshoes).  It's such great exercise and a fun way to enjoy being outdoors in the winter since I don't ski.  When we were done with our tour, I asked Art about cross country ski lessons there at the White Pine Nordic Center, and he told us all about them as well as about the groomed trails around town.  I'd like to learn to do that.   I think I'd really love it.  My dad took me and my college roommate XC skiing once when I was 19, but it was so long ago, and I didn't really get any instruction.  But I do remember we had fun.

I wish we would have stopped along our way to get pictures and video of us in action.  We only have this one pic in front of an old mine, and it doesn't even show our snowshoes.  But look at that snow!


I love to be with Matt, and I'm glad we can share fun experiences together.


Thursday, January 24, 2019

Welcome 2019!

I'm hopping back on my blog this year.  For the last few years, I've only been posting my 12 Days of Christmas so that I can have a good record of our celebrations.  That's good that I've done at least that, but I want to get back to documenting more of my daily activities.   I recognize how special it is to go back and read about the small, seemingly insignificant, events of my life.  A couple of weeks ago, I spent an afternoon looking at my old posts and walking down memory lane.  It was awesome!  I read about my small act of service that I have done for my kids everyday by making them their lunch to take to school.  I'm so glad I've written my thoughts and feelings about that because it's about to come to an end in a few months when my youngest graduates from high school.  I read about my jury duty and the heavy feelings that went along with those five days and the conviction of a man.  I read about when we had to put our doggy, Sundance, to sleep and say goodbye to him.  I loved seeing pictures of my kids, my husband, my friends and see how we've changed or stayed the same.  I want to keep at it!  Maybe not as much as I blogged before, but enough so that I can continue to have a visual journal that I can look back on and also print out in book format.  This past fall, I made books out of Chelsea's and Josh's missionary emails that I had put on their mission blogs.  It was so easy to do, and I'd love to be able to do that with my personal blog.


Here's a current selfie.  I took off my glasses for this one, so maybe I should find a pic that shows what I look like all day every day.


Ha!  Not these glasses.  This is me on my first snowshoeing outing with Matt and Emma up Millcreek Canyon a few weeks ago.


OK.  Here's what I look like all day every day in my purple glasses.  And here's my new granddaughter, Piper.  She's squishy, and I love her.  She deserves her own post for sure.

So, welcome to my 2019 Amazing Race.  What kind of adventures will I have this year?  I can't wait to find out!  So far, so good.