My favorite joke when people say something about how long I've been married is to say that it feels like it's been forever. It's partially true. Eight years isn't really that long, but it's long enough that you feel like your life has always been together. And for me, it's been great.
Kelsea and I went to St. George for our anniversary, and saw the Tuacahn production of Tarzan. We stayed at a bed & breakfast called the Seven Wives Inn. Despite the apparently true connection the house has with polygamy, I think the name and theme of naming each room after a supposed wife is in poor taste. I'm sure they could think of something equally clever, but less controversial.
So other than the name of the place, we really enjoyed staying there. It is an old house in St. George's historic district, right across the street from Brigham Young's winter home. It was a very nice house, with some cool little antique (-looking) furniture and smaller details.
For dinner, we weren't very hungry, but needed something to eat before going to the show, so we stopped at Jazzy's Rock 'n' Roll Grill for some very delicious hot sandwiches and sweet potato fries. The light fixtures were made of brass instruments. We were the only people there at the time, but I would guess it fills up, and gets very loud, later. There was a performing area, and ads for local bands, and an open mic night.
Tarzan was pretty entertaining. I'm kind of a hard sell for most things like that, but they have a few little tricks that they incorporated into the show to keep it interesting. And some pretty good acrobatics. Tarzan is a good story, and this one is based on the Disney movie. The program mentioned that the earlier versions were much bloodier, which of course made me wonder what happens in other versions. Maybe I'll look it up sometime.
In the morning, Kelsea and I had an excellent breakfast, though Kelsea's croissant french toast was bathed in too much jam. I looked through the complementary newspaper and, oddly enough, we decided to drive past a few yard sales. We didn't stop at any, and it was terrible weather for yard sales anyway, but it didn't eat up too much of our time. We went to the outlet stores after that, and got some fun things, and joked about decorating our house, or my office, with a moose head. I still think it's a good idea.
Before leaving town, we walked around the temple, and I even took a picture for a couple that was apparently not happy with their self-portraits. We packed our own camera, and thought about taking pictures several times, but we couldn't find it in our bag. So after I took the picture for that couple we though it would be funny to ask strangers to take pictures of us, then give them an email address to send it to. Just to see people's reactions, and to see if anyone would actually send them. But we didn't do it.
We got home late in the afternoon, and picked up the kids from my parents' house.
Maybe my next post will have some pictures. Maybe Kelsea will get back to posting. No promises.
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