You never know what lies beneath the smile.

It could be true happiness or horrible sadness.

This blog is just an insight to me and who I am.



Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Snowbird

The cool air resting on your skin, the smell of chlorine from the pool below, squeals of delights from the little ones, the crash of the cart in the door way, beds being jumped upon, the fridge getting stocked for the week, bags and clothes thrown in every possible direction, someone crying from being stuck in the stairs again, soft pillows flying through the air like missiles, warmth escaping from the fireplace, swimsuits being pulled from a bag and racing to be the first to the bathroom, sunscreen lathered skin, the ice machine roaring to life in the hallway, a moment of silence? please?, kids ready to go swim, no swimming 'till the morning, many temper tantrums, calls for the beds and blankets, TV blaring upstairs, oven heating a cold pizza, night engulfing everything and everyone, soft snores slink down the stairs, finally a moment of peace, a bad dream, every one's up, hours trickle by, peace once again, the sun winking awake, moans of stiffness, milk and cereal being poured, searching for a small place to crash, screams of happiness ringing in every one's ears, swimsuits being pulled out once again, diving competitions, more sunscreen, kids everywhere, cold feet run up the cement stairs, hearing the boulders crash in the water all day long, ding ding, the smell of food, a race to the plates, porcupine coming over to visit, and repeat. Race down the mountain, throw the stinky clothes in the wash and rest for the morning to come, camel pack on, bandanna check, hop in the jeep, hike our mountain, chill on top, the sun warming our skin, a deep breathe, finally some time to relax, soggy homemade sandwiches, cold water and hike back down. Pack the clean clothes, leg muscles crying out in pain, gas up the car, drive up the canyon, back in the room, smells from the beginning of week tickle the senses, pictures from New York being passed around, race to get to the pool, feet dragging down the stairs, complaints raise from the girls, cold cement, warm water, rain playing games in the water, fog rolling down into the pool, squeals of delight, cedar wood fills the air, hot air filling the lungs, suits and hair dry out, hot pizza calling our names from 3 floors above, hearty laughs, moments of silence, true happiness finally found, sun falling asleep in the fog, moon nowhere to be seen, snores and peace tickle the air, hours slinking to the past, light forcing it's way through the clouds, cries of sadness, everything  packed, everything cleaned, bags hauled up and out, the cars warming up below, the slam of the door, the cool air begging you to stay, goodbye hugs until next year.

1 comment:

  1. Wow. I'm tired. I need vacation to recover from your vacation.

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