My son and his girlfriend came to visit last weekend. It was the first time I’ve met her (we’ve chatted on the phone and texted) and she was as lovely as can be. I enjoyed getting to know her.
Being in lock down for the past year, only going to the grocery, the pharmacy, and work twice a week, I was unprepared (and out of shape) to go gallivanting all over creation (properly masked, of course, and physically distanced whenever possible), but it was worth it (I was able to recover after they went home). We went up to Sedona, which is lovely any time of year, but the weather was perfect for this spring day. Had lunch outdoors so we could look at the view…if you’ve never been to
let me just say the view is spectacular. Breath-taking. The red rocks,
especially when the sun is shining on them, is nothing short of awe-inspiring. I attempted to take pictures, but I'm not very good, although I will say, I got some fantastic shots of my thumb! This was definitely not taken by me (notice, no thumb). Sedona, Arizona
For just plain fun, we went to this little place out in Apache Junction called Goldfield’s Ghost Town. Took a train ride where the conductor pointed out the relics of the old mining operation and learned that the mine is still producing gold. Also took a tour of the bordello. Learned a bunch of stuff I didn’t know, which kinda surprised me a little. I’ve done a lot of research into the old west, but the tour-guide told me things I hadn’t read or heard of before. Which just goes to prove that research is never quite done (I always consider it a plus when I can learn something new). Of course, while I was there listening to this woman speak and seeing the inside of a bordello, I came up with yet another idea for a story (this is in addition to the one I came up with just a little over two weeks ago). It’s all good though. I jotted down some notes for when I’m ready to write it (during their visit, I still managed to write in the mornings…didn’t matter what time I hit the sack the night before, I was still up before the sun rose).
We went up to Cave Creek, too, to shop for souvenirs and listen to some really good live music.
And we ate a lot (my son is a foodie). After a year of restricting my carb intake, I admit, I splurged a little. I had cake! I had bread! I had French fries! I even had an alcoholic beverage! I know! I was so bad! I’m not even upset that I gained back two pounds (well, that’s a lie…I am upset a little, but seriously, it was worth it…when you’re a self-described carboholic and haven’t had any of the things you love in over a year…yeah, it was worth it).
It was sad to see them pack up and go home, but I’m so looking forward to their next visit!
Stay well! Stay safe! And remember to spread kindness wherever you go!