Bliss and Happiness

Ahh... sweet sunshine. How I love it so. I have returned from the land of Sauerkraut and bratwurst! Not that I ate either... We had lots of laid back fun, silly laughs and formed fond memories to look back on when life is not so peachy. The groovykids splashed in the pool, practiced diving and explored the hotel. I laid in a lounge chair and soaked the sun rays and read a cheesy British romance that leaves me with the urge to say things like "cheeky" and "buggers".It was over 100 every day!

Our time was spent at the Enzian Inn in Leavenworth. We've gone as a family most every year for as long as the kids can remember. It's tradition that they take for granted, and I hated the thought of letting them down, so off I went with my groovyparents and the kids.

We always start the day with the free breakfast served upstairs. The Omelet Lady will make you an omelet of your liking, or you can have the pre-made items of the day. This rotates between biscuits and gravy, french toast and ham, and my favorite day, sausage and cheesy potatoes. Cheesy potatoes are my absolute favorite, and the kids can't wait for it to show up on the menu, just because they know I love them. Twice each morning, the owner of the hotel, Bob Johnson, blows a huge alphorn. It is easily over 10ft long. Mr. Johnson dresses in the tradition garb and is this older man that you could only describe as "spry". We have his routine all memorized, but that's all part of the fun.

In the past we have floated down the river on inner tubes, but this year we went much earlier in the summer and the river is too high and fast for inner tubing. We did manage to get in a round of putt putt golf at the 18 hole all grass putting course across the street. We went early, before it got too hot. It was brilliant fun, we were the first ones on the course. My groovyson won this year! Funny how much kids love to beat grown-ups!

Most of the days were spent in, or next to, the pool. Swimming, reading and talking. We ate too much food, browsed the shops and ate ice cream often. We had a wicked hail storm the first night, and thunder a couple of the other nights. My groovyson, who is developing a wacky sense of humor would crack me up often... He loves to re-tale his escapades. He loved going off to "explore" the hotel and would take pictures with his cell phone and then come back to give us a blow by blow of every twist, turn and encounter... he talked to the Omelet Lady in the elevator, happened upon Mr. Johnson in the basement practicing his songs, and took pictures of us from the "secret" deck upstairs. Groovydaughter did some diving, beat me in the backstroke the first time (she cheated), and finished four books. She laughed and giggled, which was good to see.

I kind of missed work... well, not the work part. Back to reality.