I decided a few weeks ago that I wasted too much time playing spider solitaire. I started thinking of all the things I should be doing while I was sitting on my bum being lazy. So I did it. Walked away. Cold turkey.
Now I play Mahjong.
Anyway, as you know, we just celebrated our 5 year anniversary, and while a romantic dinner which included broccoli being thrown at our heads and picking cheerios up off the floor was nice... we thought such a special occasion could have probably used a little more pizazz.
Speaking of pizazz, our first anniversary Tyson took me to Snowbird where we spent the night, ate at a delicious bistro, rode a tram to the top of the mountain, did a zip line, and alpine slide. Way fun.
So, you know, things change. I'm not complaining though. Now I don't have to drip all across the bathroom floor!
Ok, where was I? Pizazz. We needed more of it. So we decided last minute to go to the beach.
Too bad no one told us there was going to be an 800 team volleyball tournament there that weekend and it would be nearly impossible to find a hotel room. But, by calling 12 hotels and spending more money than we were originally intending (whoops!) we were able to finally secure a room right on the ocean at Cannon Beach.
As soon as we got there (after spending a torturous hour and half in the car with a baby who would not sleep) we went straight to the beach to have lunch.
We wandered around town for awhile after that then called to hotel to see if we could get into our room a little early. I made sure to have Logan near the phone so they would understand how desperately we needed to get him down for a nap. His screams were heard by all and we got in.
Ah, the view!
Our vacation abruptly ended.
We intended to walk around town after Logan's nap, exploring and getting food before heading home around the time Logan would be ready to sleep again. Unfortunately it was so crowded we couldn't find parking anywhere and before we knew it we were out of town. That wouldn't be such a problem except that traffic was so bad coming back in that we would be in a jam if we tried. So we headed to Seaside about 10 minutes north of Cannon Beach.
4 miles outside of Seaside the traffic stopped. We couldn't get in there either!
And that's how we accidentally left our vacation four hours early.
Logan was thrilled that we waited for him to nap, only to strap him into his car seat immediately after. We did our best to pacify him with graham crackers and Wilson Phillips.
"someDAY someBODY'S gonnamakeyouwannaturnaroundandsaygoodbye-eye!