Fourth of July Recap

Okay, I realize this is a few days late, but if you saw the condition of my house, you'd forgive me. Or at least feel very, very sorry for me.

We spent the July 3rd and the morning of the 4th at Ute Lake with Brad's family. I love to go the lake. I grew up "laking" and there is nothing like it. I love the sun, the water, the skiing (it might be the only thing I'm better at than Brad), the tubing, the falling asleep on a moving boat...it's all great. I even waterskiied for the first time in eight years! The water was absolutely frigid, but I felt like I had to prove myself.


See, I can even jump the wake.


I didn't try slaloming this trip because after three minutes of this my legs were shaking and it took me three days to recover. I haven't been that sore in a looooong time. I think this gets me another eight years.

Brad even made it up this trip. This is only his second time, you know.


Eli even rode in the inner tubes this trip! I was so proud of him. He's usually so fearless about everything, but he had a little mishap the first time he climbed on the tube. Brad caught it all on camera because he was trying to take a picture of Eli...we couldn't have caught these pictures again if we tried!

Uh Oh!

Nobody was injured, although there was a lost swim shoe and Eli might be the only child scared of a still inner tube. He's fine if it's moving, but he starts to freak out if it sits still too long.


He even rode with Brad, Morgan, and I across the lake. Here's the difference between tubing when your 12 and tubing when you're 30...stuff "jiggles" and "jostles" alot more at 30!


(Not being very photogenic to begin with, "lake" pictures are always especially bad!)

We left just after lunch to drive back to Amarillo so we could cook-out with our friends, the Woods, and watch fire-works. Well, actually Brad and I did no cooking out, but we did eat some of the best burgers I've ever had...way to go, Josh! The fireworks were magical (as they always are) and Eli has asked every night since if we can go see some more fireworks. He's not grasping the idea that he has to sleep 350+ more days before we see fireworks again.


Watching the fireworks. Yes, I am wrapped up in our picnic blanket because it was that cold...regardless of what anyone else says!