Bear Lake

Another trip to Bear Lake. This just wasn't our summer for an easy getaway there. We were about half way up and I started to feel a little queasy. I thought I would get my barf bag out of my purse just so it was handy. Where did I put my purse? I thought to myself. Oh, no! I left it at home. "Hey Mike, do you have your wallet?" He felt his pockets and then got the Oh, No look. "No, I left it in my other shorts." We had no money,not credit cards, no ID. Nothing. My camera was in there too. We had plenty of gas to get there, and we were sure we'd be fine since we had a bunch of family up there too. We got up kind of late, so we finally got Will in bed and then started working on Sam. Mike told him to get his jammies from me, and then I wanted to kick myself. I packed the boys' clothes in my bag, and I left it in Will's room from getting his stuff out. I thought I'd try to sneak in and grab it. I gently took the doorknob and tried to turn it quietly...but it was locked. The knobs have the push-button locks, and if it gets pushed against the wall it will lock itself. I got the door unlocked, and didn't hear Will. Phew, he must be asleep. As soon as I stepped in his room he started crying. Luckily he stopped as soon as I left.

From here things improved a lot. We hung out with family all day the next day, and Mike got to see the amazing swim relay (from Sunday night). Pretty sad I missed that. The swimming has been so incredible! [We've watched quite a bit of the Olympics, and it's been so fun! The gymnastics last night were sad though. That poor girl, whatever her name is. I thought she held her composure extremely well considering the circumstances.]

As nice as it was to get away from the heat, it was pretty chilly up there. We hung out on the beach for a while, and I didn't even get in the water. I stayed wrapped up in a towel. It would have been pretty nice, but it was so windy. All the kids were having a great time playing in the water, but as soon as they got out they weren't very happy. It was amazingly cold. On Tuesday we had a nice, relaxing day at the cabin. We let Sam watch a movie while we napped/read. We cleaned up, and then headed for home just in time to get Sam to soccer. Out of the four trips I've made to Bear Lake this summer, two nights is the longest I've stayed. But at least this time I didn't throw up in the car. I was sick, but I kept my LeBeau's down.

Two signs in Evanston that I really liked from this trip: "Lowest Prices In Utah" (keeping in mind that this is Wyoming), and "Winter Hours Begin Aug. 11" Love it. Gas in Evanston was $3.79 a gallon! We wished we had all of our gas cans too, since we came home to our famously outrageous prices. Luckily we were able to borrow some money from Mike's wonderful brother, so we were able to get gas at such an amazing price. We've noticed this summer though, that Evanston's gas prices are always cheaper than anything in Salt Lake. We think it's strange, since it's a truck stop town. Maybe we should all move to Evanston.