Well, we made it to Zion (Utah) a couple days ago. I realize that Zion: the promised land, the land of milk and honey, Xanadu — the Coleridge fantasy, not the Olivia Newton-John musical — is different for everyone. But for me it continues to be Utah, despite the fact that my eyes are burning and my skin is scaling off and I get lightheaded when jogging thanks to thin air that has dangerously low levels of oxygen and moisture. Perhaps I can convince my family to join the nation-wide exodus to Tennessee (or is it North Carolina this month?).
Our flights were on time and luggage was not lost, permanently. Thanks to my wonderful parenting (or a confluence of good luck and stars in the right alignment), the only way our travels could have been better was if I had not been flying with three hooligans; the hooligan husband who could have been of some help when not falling asleep at the slightest provocation is joining us in a couple weeks).
We’re staying first with my sister Marcy and her family (husband Adam and three kids Livvy, Ali and Zac) in their fancy new house. Sally and I each in our own way confronted the reality that we are experiencing in small part how the other half lives. Sally (wiping her bum for the first time here): “Mom, this toilet paper is so soft.” And mom (drying off after her first shower here): “Wow, these towels are really thick; I wonder if Marcy has upgraded to the luxury line of linens at Target?” Nope — they’re from Pottery Barn. I dream of Pottery Barn towels, but, fortunately for my budgetary well-being, thick towels like that would never work in humid Florida.
Now, if she just stocked premium lip balm for my poor cracked lips…
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I truly balk at Pottery Barn prices–except, of course, if we have gift cards there, which we did. Therefore, we decided to buy some nice towels and put our 6-year-old wedding gift jobbies in the back of the linen closet. Why do I feel like I have to apologize for them??? Anyway, we really do hope you enjoy the towels! I’ve always had this goal to be a really good hostess. That’s the real issue, Shannon. How are we doing?
Oh, I guess I better go. You want to talk to me in person….
Okay, your sister commenting on that post is just too hilarious! I’m really enjoying your writing style, by the way…need to come here more often. =)
I hope you are enjoying Utah. We don’t get to go there for like a month and a half. I also hope you enjoy Marcy’s place, and her towels. Tell us all the other nice things she has so we can add those to our list of dreams.
Marcy, you don’t have to apologize for having nice things. We just all wish we had them too.
Shannon- glad to hear you girls made it out there ok
I laughed and laughed atAvery’s comment. Sounds like something Cora would say.
Marcy- I agree w/ Mike, no need to apologize for having fine things!
I have nice towels, from the Target luxury line! They are thick and fluffy and huge, chocolate brown with decorative trim. I just cannot do cheap towels after living at a luxury B&B.