I hope you all had a great Mother's Day weekend! The Utah weather was beautiful! It finally feels like summer is finally here. My little sister and I went on a hike up to Bell Canyon Reservoir and had a blast. Such a pretty time of year on the mountains.
On Mother's Day I had to work the brunch at the hotel, but that went by quickly. We stopped by Randy's grandma's and aunt's houses to drop off flowers for them, and then had dinner, played cards and watched Star Trek with my awesome family. I love family time and wish we did it more.
Yesterday's holiday fits nicely into my latest Randy story, although this is not an announcement. I am not a mother and I am not intending to be one for some time yet. Let's just get that straight...
A couple of months ago, Randy asked me if we could start packing lunches. Since he drives around in his tow truck all day, he usually stops for fast food or loads up on snacks at the gas station. Sunflower seeds and Big Macs aren't really cutting it for my pre-wedding health plan. So I agreed to start buying things to pack him a lunch.
I've discovered that Randy likes to eat just like a little kid - but in larger quantities. So the other week, I'm unloading my grocery cart and the cashier looks at my items and says, "Packing lunches?" Yup. "How old are your kids?" 33.
Based on the items I buy, her question did not surprise me.
My answer, however, probably surprised her!
A typical lunch - with 2 PB&J's. 1 just isn't enough...
Oh yes. My fiance keeps my inner child alive and well.
xo



