Copper Mountain

This past weekend, my mom and the Bobcat treated us to a very nice time up in Copper Mountain. Pre-children, Scott and I spent a lot of time up there as it was our favorite place to ski. I had never really been there in the summer though and I have to say I like it even better. There is an unbelievable amount of things to do! The Bobcat and Scott played 36 holes of golf and I managed 9 each day. The back nine meanders through the woody area behind the Super Bee lift. It is quite amazing how they built this course right on the ski runs. Rowan also "played" the second day, consistently making good contact although I am pretty sure she does it all for the golf cart ride!

I was surprised and saddened by the very noticeable beetle kill on the pine trees everywhere. If they don't figure something out, I'm afraid the whole thing will go up in flames within the next 15 years.

Mom and I took a nice little walk slash bike ride with the girls. Tressin is really a character. She still doesn't say much, like anything (maybe the occasional mama) but finds ways to communicate nonetheless and has no problems letting her needs be known. Her personality is quite different than her sister's. Rowan has always been so cautious and Tress has no fear, or maybe its common sense.

It was a great time albeit too short! And the traffic coming down I-70 was horrendous! Now I remember why we don't go up much anymore.

Thanks again to Mom and the Bobcat!

Life is a Song Lyric- Part 1

"I'm what I am. I'm what I'm not.

I'm sure happy with what I've got.

I live and love and laugh a lot.

And that's all I need."

Kenny Chesney

Visitors

We did have some visitors. Chickmunks, as Rowan calls them, getting fat and happy off dog food.

Happy Campers

One of our favorite family activites is camping. We have a nice pop-up camper so it's not really "roughing it" but , hey, there is no TV or computer so we are semi-unplugged. We hauled the ole Coleman up to a nice spot we found last year called Jack's Gulch, off the Pingree Park road up Poudre Canyon, for those who may know the area.

The girls seem to really enjoy the fresh air and we just pretty much hang out. It was a little toasty, even up in the mountains, this past weekend. But we still had a nice time. Rowan did some bike riding and Tressin took time out to stop and smell the flowers.

Welcome Baby Lanie!

Our friends, John and Angy, had the sweetest little baby girl on July 11 (7-11, cool!). The girls and I stopped by to introduce ourselves. I loved holding her! She reminded me so much of my own, about the same size. Tressin was too busy chasing their dogs, Buzz and Chip, to have her picture taken.

I Love Mondays!

I don't work on Mondays. At least, not the job I get paid for. I get to spend the first day of the week with my two little cherubs and I do my best to make everyone special for us. Gas prices have put a crimp on our travels to far away places like the Denver Zoo or the "super cool, huge park" in Fort Collins, but we still manage to make the most of it. Today we went for an early bike ride before it got too hot. After Tressy's morning nap we went down the road three miles to Johnstown to hit the library and market. I had packed a little picnic thinking a park might be a good idea... but at almost 100 degrees, even the shade wasn't fun. So a quick phone call and we headed to the Jaksha's for lunch with Taz and Ava. We scarfed down our PB&J's and watermelon, thanked them for crashing and the company and came back for one of my favorite parts of the day-- NAPTIME!

The highlight of this Monday was meeting up with Grandma Sheila, the Bobcat and Great Grandpa Moody for a little dinner at the Double Tree in Platteville. Since Grandpa has moved to Newport, Nebraska we don't see him much. Although too short, it was a nice visit. Now that I am an official blogger, I need to get better about capturing our adventures with the camera and unfortunately, I don't have any pics of GG, as he asked to be called, and the girls.






























I treasure these days more than I can describe. A promotion opportunity has come before me at work that is very intriguing. The work itself would be interesting and of course the additional money wouldn't be bad either. The trade-off-- work on Mondays. I have thought about it long and hard. Our neighbors, Joe and Emmalie, have two younguns as well. I was over there with Joe's mom, Liz, a couple weeks ago, (on a Monday, nonetheless) and I was telling her of my dilemma while the kids played in the pool. Liz has been a nurse for a long time and she said something to me that I just can't shake. She told me that in all the people she has been with before they leave this earth, no one has ever said, "I wish I would have worked more." I don't think I will give this Monday bliss up-- I just can't. One day, these Monday's will be nothing but a memory, when school comes and work once again fills 5 days of the week. Until then-- I love Mondays!

It was only a matter of time...

Most of you know that I love my family AND playing on the 'puter, so it was only a matter of time before "the family blog" became a reality. While I don't have anything particularly enthralling going on in my life, I thought some people may want to keep up on the trials and tribulations of a young, working class family. Scott and I are dedicated to living life to the fullest every day. We are, with great intention, raising two girls to believe that they can accomplish anything they want and that they are unconditionally loved forever. We work hard to keep a roof over our head, food on the table and have a little bit of fun. We aren't perfect but we learn from our mistakes and stay true to what we believe. Life is a wild ride and if your in the same car as the Starman Family you are bound to have a good time. So stay tuned, post a comment if you want (although voyeurism is strongly encouraged), and we're off!