Once I made the determination that I wasn't going to hold myself to a daily blog post, I realize that I am getting more and more inconsistent with my writing. I am amazed, however, that I can have the same number of hours as everyone else in the world, yet still feel like I am not keeping up with anyone. Therefore, the blog post goes by the wayside.
The Girl came home Friday night. Once we had the Durango packed to the gills with all her stuff from college, we stopped at a delicious--if also a little pricey--steak house just before getting on the freeway. It is called Maddox Ranch House and is something of a Box Elder County institution, from what I understand. A ranching family, by the name of Maddox, had a restaurant built at the edge of their ranch property and that little restaurant has only gotten bigger, and more filled with people.
If memory serves me, I believe I ate there following my friend Darin's wedding to his lovely wife Celeste, back in early 1992. They were married in Logan and as a pseudo family member at the time attended the family wedding luncheon with them at Maddox. I remember it was delicious.
Then a few years ago my acquaintance was renewed with the ladies in our YW presidency as we were traveling to Logan canyon for a visit to one of our wards' Girls' camps that summer. It was also delicious then.
But maybe because I had anticipated having The Girl come home all week, or because I recognized the luxury of having her all to myself--there wasn't ANY room for anyone else in the car anyways--I thoroughly enjoy a delicious meal at Maddox that night before we headed home fro the summer. She had the salmon, and I had the petite filet mignon and we both had smooth and creamy mashed potatoes and fresh steamed vegetables. Oh, and their corn one and rolls--with raspberry butter. Yumm-OH! And, as they advertize, their fresh well water! I know, that never struck me as a "thing" but it is tasty and girl raised on well water, you can taste a difference.
Overall, it was a lovely evening. I guess it was more than that, as I got out of work at about 2 PM and spent two hours in the car--with the windows down, the sun shining (slightly sunburning my driving arm), with the radio up too loud for city driving getting up there too. It was a great day. And it has been a busy, but great weekend having The Girl home.
But today the spell is broken. She has finally put everything away--or taken to DI, recycling or the trash--and she begins a full time job. I'll know more to tell after her first day or two.
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