This is one of those rare moments where we joined John on a business trip, and it actually panned out. It actually “was” a good opportunity for us to have some quality adventure as a family. Not the kind where we’re hunting down a size three diaper in an airport. Thank God!

Nope. Just good, clean fun. In a gorgeous place.

So good and clean and gorgeous, I figured I should probably preserve its memory, and blog about it.

I was highly tempted to stay home this time. In fact, I was planning to, until about an hour before we left. I had too much to do. (I really do have alot of things on my list, but it’s not like I had any intention of actually getting them done, while I am solo-parenting it). There’s the ten thousand seeds I should probably get started before summer, and Lord knows, I sincerely need to clean out the guest bedroom. It is currently a storage room, piled with boxes. And there is company coming. Soon.

Somehow, though, I usually change my mind and leave the work behind, at the last minute. Such a fun-loving person, I am! Either that, or I am a pro at procastination. Whatever the situation, “getting-out-of-the-house” almost always wins in the end. I think I’m a lesson on living in denial. I mean, if you don’t have to look at it every hour of the day,  that means it’s not there, right?

So here I am in Colorado Springs, on “busines-I mean, pleasure” with my huzbun and the toddler. We’ve been here two full days with no regrets, except that I wish I could just breathe in the beauty a little more. It is one of my favorite places on earth, after all. We spent a good four hours at Garden of the Gods yesterday, the three of us, and I was reminded again of just how ridiculously amazing this place is.

Seriously, just look at this.

These pictures were taken with John’s phone, and NOT with my camera. Don’t ask!

Oh my. You can’t even imagine how much more beautiful this is, in person.

We had so much fun climbing the “rocks,” if you can call ’em that. They’re more like massive, jagged mountains, jutting  straight out of the earth.

Now I want to go take a bath in a deserted hot springs. Can you see why I chose this, instead of cleaning out my guest room?