Vacation Vignettes

The great adventurers have returned!

We rented a vacation home in Estes Park and have spent the last few days tooling around the Rocky Mountains with my parents, who leave tomorrow.

They have been in the U.S. for almost a month now, bouncing back and forth between Colorado and my brother in N.J. During that visit, they rented a lakeside cabin in the Poconos. Despite being replete with verdant hills, fantastic shopping and crystalline waters, they have not recovered from one great trauma: not even one grain of salt was to be found anywhere at the cabin.
It was only when my mother smuggled salt out of an Estes Park restaurant prior to check-in that I realized just how deep this addiction runs. And I thought Diet Coke was her only vice. Then again, I won’t even get into all of mine….

The Shining Stanley Hotel

We thought since we were in the resort town where The Shining was filmed it would be a good idea to scare the bejeebers out of ourselves and watch the movie one night. Never seen it? Don’t. Especially when the hotel is just down the street. And when your husband coins psychotic phrases from the movie such as “Honey, I’m home” and “Light of my life.” It brings new meaning to sweet nothings.

Photo: Stanley at The Stanley.

And in keeping with the lunatic husband theme:

The Comment Wherein Hunky Hubby Insinuates I am Good Enough to Eat

“Jamie, I think this is the first time ever that I didn’t pack enough food.”

He voraciously gave me the once over.

“I dunno, Amber. You ever heard of the Donner Party?”

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