Originality in title doesn’t seem to be my strong suit tonight. Let’s call a dog doo what it is here, folks… a dog doo! Tomorrow starts Fall Semester up at USU for me. I swear I just finished summer semester 7 days ago… oh wait… I did. No rest for the Wicked Witch of the Klutz family! I had things to square away before the start of the semester, so I took a couple of days off of work to try to make a square peg fit into a round hole, and basically didn’t succeed… but it’s the thought that counts! Friday was my planned tag-along-with-Madre fun-day before the onslaught of sitting on my amply-padded receptacle for 24/7 began!
Fun-day this time was supposed to include a Salt Lake City food truck tour excursion… except that didn’t actually end up happening… we had no food from any food trucks… not for lack of trying, though. It rained quite heavily for at least half the day, and so some of them packed up and left… no one wants to eat a soggy hamburger! I’m just saying.
Instead I drug Madre on an excursion up the Uinta Mountains to see what they call Cascade Springs. It was a lot longer drive than the internet told me it would be, and Madre wasn’t so excited to make said excursion, but we went anyway because I was in the mood to fall down a mountain dag blastit! Don’t question it! Just do it!
The trail was paved, although not evenly paved and rocking horse shoes on uneven surfaces is never a smart idea when you’re born with the gift of Klutz-dom, but I just inched along like a 110-year-old with a catheter and managed to not fall on my face once… although I almost did approximately 57 times… give or take 40 times.
There were signs warning us not to drink the water… really!? Do people not know this in the year 2014?
The nature/short hike in was in memory of sweet Spencer…
After the springs, Madre got to stop at a new outlet mall in Lehi, Utah where I once again prepared my thesis for why there were couches in the actual bathroom… not a place I enjoy lounging. Nursing mothers… blah, blah, blah… I’m sure they don’t want to lounge in there either!
Because we missed the food trucks, we instead stopped at Pizzeria Limone where they specialize in uniquely-topped artisan pizzas. Um… who knew lemon slices on a pizza would be like deliciosity in a bowl of weird!?
I would recommend the lemon slice pizza… just… trust me! When pizza gives you lemons… drink lemonade on the side!
The day ended with a visit to Lindsay’s, a few more stores, and then when trying to get home through our usual Sardine Canyon route, found out at 11:00 at night that Sardine Canyon had been totally closed in both directions due to the rain falling 2 huge, car-sized boulders in the middle of the road! Oh Utah… what will you do next!?