Cabin Weekend

It is crazy to me that for years I passed on the invitation of going to Joey’s family cabin and now, it is truly one of my favorite things to do every summer.  The 360 mountain view, the cool quiet mornings, the friendly hummingbirds zipping around, the non-existent weekend agenda.  It’s all too perfect.

While the basics remain the same year after year — puzzles, reading on the front deck, napping and a Saturday trip to the Moose Caboose for ice cream — each year has its own special moments.  I’ll remember this year as being the one where we actually finished the puzzle before the weekend was over, made the cheesiest grilled pizza, had the most beautiful sunshiny weather (no rain this year!) and had to coax a tiny rat out from INSIDE the grill on Sunday morning…

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This hummingbird knocker is legit my favorite part of the cabin. 

I use it every time I go in the front door.  Mostly to annoy Joey 🙂 

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Ten points if you can spot the two pieces of wildlife in this picture.

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Looked up from the puzzle just in time to see this gorgeous pink and purple sunset.

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Joey mixed this up for us before we left, then we packed it with milk and eggs

and I used it to make us pancakes on Saturday and Sunday morning. 

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I read this and look, I know it won the Pulitzer, but it was definitely my

least favorite thing I’ve ever read by Hemingway.  I still love him though 🙂

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Last night, I asked Joey what his favorite part of our cabin weekend was.  He said it was the pizza.  (Then he backpedaled and said I was his favorite part…) But seriously, I was pretty impressed that we made such a good ‘za in the middle of the mountains, on a grill, and that I didn’t forget to pack any of the necessary pizza-making tools.  All grilled pizza success aside, this weekend was the perfect refresh button.  Filling up on fresh mountain air, quality time with my husband and delicious (mostly) homemade food has me feeling all sorts of rejuvenated and completely happy today.

Weekend Things: Breaking Breck 15

Actually, it’s #BreakingBreck15.  What, your weekends don’t have hashtags?

So remember how a big group of us went to Breckenridge last year for Hannah and Josh’s bachelor/bachelorette party?  And it turned out to be the most fun thing ever and we vowed to do it again the next year?  Well we actually followed through on that vow (Joey and I even spearheaded the planning).  And again, it turned out to be the most fun thing ever!

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Just… don’t even ask.  Okay fine, what’s really happening is that Stefan is using the bottle opener on Troy’s belt and I just happen to have the best timing when snapping pictures.  Joey and I brewed an American Amber just for the trip and it turned out to neither look nor taste like an Amber but oh well.  We strapped in the kegerator and made the drive into the mountains on Friday afternoon and then the fun/relaxing began.

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Our cabin had an awesome outdoor porch set up, complete with fire pit, chairs and hot tub.  Plus a teepee in the woods just behind it.  We even saw a little fox traipsing around out there!  After we all got settled and had some time to hang out on the porch, we started on dinner, ate family style at the dining room table, busted out a surprise birthday cake, started up the fire pit and played Catch Phrase before deciding it was hot tub time.  In a word, perfect.

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Insert an “easy hike” that took up most of Saturday (of course there was time for mimosas and breakfast beforehand).  We didn’t really know what we were getting ourselves into when we set out on said hike, but it turned out to be a lot further, more intense and uh rainier than we’d expected.  I don’t know how many times I heard “we’re almost there” but it was enough to stop believing it.  When all was said and done (and I had feeling back in my arms — whose idea was it not to bring jackets??) we still had a ton of fun.  Plus we found a piece of wood that looked like a seal, an old wooden cabin and plenty of picture taking opportunities.  So: worth it.

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Once we were all back at the cabin, we showered, made a dinner plan and set out for the town.  You would think Breckenridge Brewery would be a safe place to get a beer (and it was!) but food?  Not so much.  A bunch of us got pulled pork sandwiches or burgers and it was a unanimous let down.  I think Joey said it best when he announced his burger was “SO DRY, NOT GOOD.”  Afterwards we did a little bar hopping then headed back “home” for s’mores, pool, loud singing of Ashley Simpson and a bedtime that was about 3 1/2 hours later than normal.  When in Breck!

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We had to be out of the cabin by 10 AM the next morning, so we packed up, said our sad goodbyes and headed out.  We made it home by 1ish, then lounged until 5 PM when we headed over to my parents’ for dinner.  As I JOKINGLY described the corn my mom had boiled as “SO DRY, NOT GOOD,” to a table of blank faces, I realized inside jokes are probably left… inside.

Till next year, Cabin Crew!