After the park, we returned to our house to host a party. We did it all in our backyard.Our party favors were dog treats. Our cakes are from Jerome Street Bakery.
We cannot recommend them enough. From their website:
“We specialize in fresh, seasonal, and organic sweets inspired by the abundance of beauty in Alaska- the dark snowy winters, the mountains, the wildness, and our lovely piece of earth we call home on Jerome Street (and the wildlife we share it with).
We are known for our gratitude cakes. All our sweets are a fusion of a love of baking and a love of the community. 100% of proceeds are donated to chosen monthly non-profit.
Every product is made with love and intention, therefore no one cake will ever look the same. Each order is unique and personal to the individual or event, and is based on seasonal availability.”
Our “guestbook” was a canvas painted like our backyard. We asked guests to paint themselves in.
Desserts were s’mores which included gluten free handmade graham crackers courtesy of the founder of Ben’s Muffins.Live music was provided by The Hot Club of Nunaka.The parents looking proud.
Amanda and her mom at Eklutna Lake.Ben and I made it a few miles up power line trail. This is looking back towards town.One of the lakes a few miles up power line. He ran, I biked. I was tired. He didn’t seem to notice the fatigue at all.
Amanda got us cross country skis for Christmas. We met up with Uncle Ben when he was in town and he showed us what to do. We have returned to the mountains on our free days to find snowmen and snow caves. It is pretty awesome.
Life is good. I watched Ben race and I thought for just a minute that he would win a ton of money.Ben, leading one of the most anticipated races of the year.
Then it was off to REI to check out car camping equipment. We are well stocked in the lightweight, not the most comfortable, compact, easy to setup camping supplies, but I haven’t done that in a while. Realizing that as I get older I should live life a little more luxurious, I splurged on a big ol’ tent.
So what if it won’t fit in our house?
The entrance to the REI here appeals to those of us that like moving water!
This weekend consisted of hustling back to Colorado to see some good friends get married, embrace the mayhem that occurs around wedding time, and be glad that the silver ring isn’t squeezing my finger.
Then it was a quick flight to a train, to a bus, to a brisk walk to a park where Ben picked us up in the speedboat to take us home. The “house” was anchored in the middle of Lake Union with 100,000 of our closest friends. We found a few more friends on the beach laying amongst the throngs of people and goose shit. Somehow, they were convinced to come aboard and create a party.