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The perfect escape

This year, my husband surprised me with a birthday getaway. Well, he surprised me as much as you can with having to organize things well in advance around here.

Just because our spontaneity is planned doesn’t make it any less magical.

That being said, he did surprise me with the idea.

Leave? Escape? For my birthday? Overnight? Without Claire?

I said yes before he’d even finished asking the question.

Escape implies that there is something terrible from which to run screaming. That’s not altogether true. Yes, I have a fabulously spoiled life here. Yes, I love my daughter dearly. Yes, I chose to do the work I do from home. Yes, I’m happy with my choices.

Yes, I was ready for a break in the routine.
Yes, I was ready to welcome a little bit of guiltless selfishness.
Yes, I was ready to spend a night or two away from my daughter.

Plus, it was going to be for my birthday, and everyone knows I get to do what I want when it’s my birthday. :)

Things were going to work out perfectly. The grandparents, who winter in warmer climes, were going to be on their way back right around my birthday. They were going to be staying here anyway. It didn’t take too much arm-twisting to convince them to be in charge for a few days in our absence.

We decided to go to a place that wasn’t too far away, but that was going to be awesome for the both of us. My husband skis. I do not. I enjoy full massage sessions. He does not. How about we do skiing and massages on the same day? Perfect.

We decided to check out Crested Butte. My husband has been there a couple summers for hiking, and he thought I’d love it. Crested Butte boasts an awesome ski resort, which he’s been itching to try. We wanted something that would be walking distance from the main street, and there were a couple of Bed & Breakfast establishments that fit the bill. We both love outdoor hot tubs, so we opted for the one with the outdoor hot tub AND the on-site massage area/spa. Unlike our requirements for traveling WITH Claire, we were looking for an adult hideaway, and this Bed & Breakfast does not accept children under the age of 12. Perfect!

We made our reservations at Purple Mountain Bed & Breakfast well in advance and then crossed our fingers for all the pieces to fall into place: weather, our babysitters arriving on time, weather, weather, and weather.

My inlaws arrived and so did the big day. Along with it came dry roads, blue skies, and snow capped mountains. Yay!

My husband and I love roadtripping. There is just something about leaving all your cares behind you, pointing the car in the direction of your adventure, and seeing what excitement you’ll discover along the way.

It was a little weird to have an empty backseat, but I knew Claire was in good hands. I wondered if she’d even notice we were gone.

The drive to Crested Butte was incredible. The vistas in that area of the state are some of my all-time favorite. Looking out over South Park and Fairplay takes my breath away. I’ll never get tired of seeing our precious snow-capped mountains. Never.

We stopped for lunch, and it was the little things I noticed. I didn’t have to take anyone to the bathroom. I could focus on the nice woman who took my order at the Subway, without keeping a watchful eye on anyone else. I didn’t have to share my chips. My husband and I were able to finish our sandwiches and our sentences without the least interruption. Yes, by a preschooler’s standards, our lunch would have been deemed rather boring.

But, it was perfect.

We hopped back in the car and headed out. The whole trip takes 5-ish hours, which is short compared to most roadtrips we do. The weather was awesome, and it was smooth sailing the entire way.

As we got closer and closer to Crested Butte, I could tell that this was going to be an awesome getaway.

We found the Bed & Breakfast with no problems, and the owner, Chris, was out running errands. At the front desk, a welcome letter greeted us. Imagine my pure delight in discovering we’d been upgraded to The Whetstone Room. I nearly squealed out loud.

You see, Purple Mountain Bed & Breakfast has five rooms available. We’d debated whether or not to splurge on the room with the private balcony and claw-footed tub. After much deliberation, we determined that ALL the rooms were fabulous, and we were already splurging on the ski and spa days, so a more modest room would suffice.

The fact that we’d been upgraded to the room I really wanted in the first place was icing on my This Is Turning Out To Be The Best Birthday Week Ever cake.

Our stay was nothing short of superb.

Purple Mountain Bed & Breakfast was fantastic. The house and rooms were clean and well kept. It was tastefully decorated, with some quirky things thrown in. (I LOVE the garden gnome by the wood-burning fireplace.) Both my husband and I were impressed with the little details. Nothing was overlooked.  (No, this is not a paid review.  If you end up staying at Purple Mountain Bed & Breakfast and use us a referral, we get a discount on our next stay, but I was not compensated for writing this review.  We paid to stay here, and what we got in return was worth every dime and more…)

I took photos of our room, but they don’t convey how comfortable, clean, relaxing and awesome they are.  (Check out this link to see photos of the rooms.  They really are that nice in person.) Impressive, too, were the icicles hanging outside our window. As you can see, they were HUGE.  I took a photo of those before they were knocked down by Chris, the owner. He’s an innkeeper, chef, and Chief Icicle Remover.

Speaking of Chris the Chef, the breakfasts we had were incredible. Breakfast was served in the dining room from 8am to 9am, and it was well worth getting up early to enjoy. The first day, we had yogurt with granola and flax seed, with fresh berries. We also had huge belgian waffles with nuts and bananas (Chris had asked us the night before about any food allergies, etc.). This was served with sausage. Breakfast the second day was an egg and hashbrown pie, served with biscuits and bacon.  (Mmmmmm, bacon!)

It was fun to meet the other B&B guests at breakfast and chat about where we were coming from and what adventures we’d be having that day.  The food and company was great!  The fun, light-hearted atmosphere was a nice surprise.

Speaking of nice surprises, at night, we discovered fresh baked chocolate chip cookies in the kitchen!  They were an awesome treat after our evening of gallivanting around Crested Butte. We’d been able to just leave the car parked at the B&B and set out on foot. It was perfect! The food we had in town, on both nights of our stay was awesome.

Taking a dip in the hot, hot, hot tub while watching the stars in the cold, crisp mountain air was the perfect end to a wonderful day.

The day of my birthday was so much fun! The on-site massage therapist was incredible, and my husband had a fabulous time skiing. At breakfast, Chris was able to show him the best way to experience the mountain (which runs to ski first because of where the sun would be on the mountain, etc.) While he was skiing, I had my complete rejuvenation session at the spa and was able to get a lot of writing done. We topped the evening off with sushi and drinks.

Needless to say, it was the best birthday I’ve had in a long time.

So, how did I do without Claire? How did she do without us?

As predicted, she barely even realized we were gone. I did great until the moment she didn’t even want to talk to us on the phone…but I recovered nicely. Daddy has been away from her before, but when he saw that her nonchalance wasn’t going to affect me too much, he was able to relax, too.

A fantabulous time was had by all.

So, if you’re ever in the area, we highly recommend Purple Mountain Bed & Breakfast. The personal attention we got was great, and it was mixed nicely with complete privacy. The food was fantastic. The room was great, and I honestly don’t remember the last time I was so relaxed. It was the perfect birthday present.

We can’t wait to go back.

Re-entry into the real world is rough

Well, Birthday Week is officially over! I had a fantastic week, and our trip to Crested Butte was phenomenal. You can expect some more posts about that.

In the meantime, here is a little recap of the highlights:

  • We LOVE roadtrippin’, and the weather was perfect for the drive down.  The views from here to there are some of my favorite in the whole entire state of Colorado.  We had dry roads, blue skies, white-capped mountains.  It doesn’t get much better than that.
  • I also got to eat an entire meal while chatting nicely with my husband.  Neither one of us were interrupted, and we almost weren’t sure what to do with ourselves.  AND, I got to go to the bathroom when I wanted to.  It’s the little things really…
  • When I booked the room at the B&B in Crested Butte (more on that later!), I’d struggled with justifying the more costly room with the claw-foot tub and the private balcony.  Since we were splurging on other things, I decided to go with a more modest, yet awesome room.  When we got there, we found out we’d been upgraded…FOR FREE…to the room that I’d really wanted.  Our mountain getaway was off to a fabulous start!
  • Claire did such a great job without us that she didn’t even care to talk to us on the phone. Grandma made her.
  • I did great without being around Claire! Truth be told, I almost cried when she didn’t want to talk to me on the phone, but I got over it. Plus, Grandma made her.
  • My husband had a fabulous time skiing, and the total rejuvenation package I did at the spa was beyond words.
  • I was able to totally immerse myself in writing my book, and I made real progress.  Just thinking about that makes me giddy, and I can’t wait to get more written.  Writing in the midst of the real world won’t be the same as writing in seclusion, but the momentum is there, and I can’t wait to harness it!
  • We found out that the awesome sushi restaurant in town was having all you could eat sushi on my birthday. It was fate.
  • At one point, I’d realized that four of my last five meals had included bacon. There isn’t this much bacon in the real world. Who needs the real world?
  • I forced my husband to go to a movie on the weekend it opened, which violates numerous codes and treaties. However, seeing Alice in Wonderland in IMAX 3D was worth it! …and he only whined for a little bit. I dare say we liked it better than Avatar, which we didn’t think would be possible.
  • Today, the built-in-babysitters grandparents left, so Claire and I had a full day at the pool scheduled to keep her mind off of that. We had lessons in the morning and then swam with various other people afterwards. We were there for hours. We were both so exhausted that when we got home, we BOTH took a 3-hour nap.

I realize that the real world is relatively baconless and only 3D at times, but I’d like to petition the Naps Department to see if that part can stick around for awhile.

Despite evidence to the contrary, it is good to be back! ;)

More later!

Kids half my age can vote, but they can’t buy booze, so I’m not THAT old yet.

Happy Birthday to me!

I was born on the only command of the year: March Forth!

Fourth.
Forth.

Get it?

No, I haven’t taken things to Literally on my birthday…it’s nowhere near Crested Butte!  ;)

I hope you have a fabulous day. I know I will!

Maybe I’m not turning 36 tomorrow. Maybe I’m turning 12.

I can’t stop calling Crested Butte, Crusty Butt. I know! I know. I’m sure the residents of that wonderful mountain town have heard that little joke a million times.

But, I just can’t stop saying it.

Maybe I’m not turning 36. Maybe I’m turning 12.

Either way, we’re off! We’re headed out on our Beautiful Mountain Birthday Getaway, sans babe!

We’ll be unplugged, so I won’t be around to respond to any comments until Monday.  There will be some things scheduled to post the rest of the week, so you’ll have something to read until we return…

You know when we return from Cressss-ted Byoooooot.

Wow. That was hard.

;)

I wonder if she will even notice that we are gone?

Happy March! It’s March 1st, so you know what that means, right!? It’s my Birthday Week! Yes, I celebrate my Birthday Week…because I can. Old people can do what they want. (Hey! Get off my lawn!) My birthday is on the 4th, and this year, my husband is taking me on a mountain getaway. We’ll leave on the 3rd, drive to a wonderful Colorado destination where he will ski and I already have a full spa package already booked! I’ll have hours of uninterrupted writing time, and I’m so excited I can hardly see straight.

We’ll be away from Claire for two nights, which is two nights longer than I’ve ever been away from her. Can you believe it?

I know she’s ready, and I’m sure I will be too. This will be nice test-run for when we escape to Hawaii for two weeks in October.

The mountain town we’re visiting has terrible cell phone and data services, so we’ll be unplugged. The last time we were unplugged was for our 12-day Road Trip out to California via the Grand Canyon, and it was awesome. They say I’ll still have spotty cell phone and txt service, but the Internet will have to figure out how to survive without us for a couple days. (I’ll have Glenda with me, but I’m not about to pay $450 per kilobyte or whatever it is to check email and play online. I’ll be too busy being massaged and pampered. Darn.)

Honestly, I can’t wait.

The grandparents will be here to watch Claire, and I wonder if she’ll even notice that we’re gone?

Confessions of a Casual Perfectionist: Day 30

nablo1109.120x90It’s NaBloPoMo Day 30!

Today’s confession: I love milestones.

We’ve made it to the end of NaBloPoMo! The first and last days are always the easiest. “I’m going to do this, and this counts as a post!” Day One? Check. “I did it, and this counts as a post!” Day Thirty? Check.

Well, I have it doubly easy to finish NaBloPoMo, because today is my Baby Claire’s birthday! Somehow, she’s four. I’m not sure how the math on that works, since four years seems like a long time. At others, it seems so short.

Funny how that works.

We’ve spent the whole month talking about Claire’s birthday and building it up. The excitement has culminated today, and it’s going to be a great day. I’ve spent a whole month talking about my confessions as a Casual Perfectionists, and today is going to be a great day.

This all folds nicely into my confession for today. I love milestones. Reaching them makes me sigh with relief before I take a deep breath, regroup and figure out when we’ll hit the next one. In fact, I’m working on a nice synopsis piece of this fun little Confessions of a Casual Perfectionist project. Stay tuned.

In the meantime, we made it!  …and it’s Claire’s birthday!

Happy, happy day.

Confessions of a Casual Perfectionist: Day 29

nablo1109.120x90It’s NaBloPoMo Day 29!

Today’s confession: I have a really cool process that combines a fun photo of the party with a Thank You Card.  It works like a charm!

Yes, we already have Claire’s Party Thank You cards done, but it’s not really my fault. Don’t blame the perfectionist; blame Target Photo’s One-Hour service.

I’m a firm believer in Thank You Cards. I love writing them, and I love receiving them. I think it’s so important to remember to show our gratitude, and getting a real card in the mail makes me feel special, so I always try to reciprocate. (Yes, we thank people in person, but there is an added bonus to doing a “real” Thank You Card, in my humble opinion.)

We had Claire’s 4th Birthday Party with a few select friends at the local Build-a-Bear Place today. We took a cute photo of the group, and when we got home, I uploaded it and she helped me pick out a cute Thank You Photo Card from their online photo card selection.

I got it all arranged, and got it set to print, and I chose the “pickup at the store” option. It really was done in less than an hour, so I went to pick them up. I mean, once I’m on a roll, why stop?

They’re addressed, stamped, and beautifully artworked by Claire.

The Perfectionist Part is SO glad to have it done. The Casual Part is SO glad the process was easy and painless. Plus, now my friends will think I’m either super-organized or a touch insane or both.

Not that there’s anything wrong with either one of those diagnoses.

I’m too young to have a 48-year old.

Merlin

Merlin & Jasper wait (im)patiently for their birthday treats.

Merlin and Jasper turn 8-years old today!  It seems like yesterday we were bringing them home.  (We had to wait until they were big enough to bring them home.  You can read all about that here!) They were so tiny!

Eight Years ago!

October 2001

According to a chart online, they are the equivalent of 48-years old.  Does this mean, they’ll start looking for younger kitties to date and want to ride motorcycles?  I guess it’s a good thing we never let them outside.  :)

Where’s the cake?

I can’t let this week slip by without mentioning a milestone of sorts…

July 22nd was The Casual Perfectionist’s 2-year birthday! Can you believe it? So far, we’ve survived the last few days without many tantrums, but the week isn’t over yet. ;)

Now, if you look in the archives, you’ll see things written back in May of 2007, but as I mention there, those were all post-dated with things I’d written offline. The official go-live date of the blog was July 22, 2007.

So, here we are two years and 936 posts later (937 if you count this one), and the story has only just begun.

Thank you for following along with me! I can’t wait to see what the next year brings!

My meal wasn’t nearly as exciting, but it was just as tasty.

Last night, my inlaws took us out for my birthday dinner.  We went to a nice fish market type place that my husband and I had never been to.  They’d been to this same restaurant in another state and suggested we try it.  It was a fabulous choice, and the food was awesome!

The menu was so full of wonderful items, that it was hard to choose.  After much deliberation, my husband decided on his meal.

That’s when he asked for the shark.

The look on Claire’s face was priceless.  Her eyes got really big, and she gasped out loud.

“Daddy is gonna eat a shark!?” she screeched.  She just couldn’t believe it!

We tried to explain to her that he would only be eating part of the shark, and not the whole thing, but we were getting nowhere.

So, we decided to feed into her excitement and talk about how shocking it all sounded.

Daddy was going to eat a shark!

We talked about how normally the shark would take up the whole table and try to eat us, but that it wasn’t going to work that way this time.

She was rather disappointed to see his plate come out with what looked like just regular old food.  There were no sharks to be seen.

Still, she thinks her daddy is some kind of superhero.  I mean, who else could eat a shark and live to tell about it?

:)