Tabatha Deans

Bringing Integrity to the Written Word

Having accepted a real job, albeit a part-time real job, I was forced to take my Christmas holiday a few weeks early. So I spent a whirlwind six days one planes, trains and automobiles, celebrating the holidays and a wedding all at the same time. My journey began with a flight to Salt Lake, in the middle of a snowstorm, after dragging my luggage through two inches of snow downtown, because apparently all city-dwellers call for a cab ride to work when it snows. After nearly two hours on the runway waiting to de-ice, I finally made it to Salt Lake.
Jess and I walked through the cold city, met up with good friends for dinner, then other friends for drinks. The night entailed pool, female bonding, and me gripping the dashboard of a Smartcar that three of us were crammed into. After a good night’s rest, we picked up the rental car and headed over the mountains to Vernal, for another good friend’s wedding, as well as our Christmas festivities. The wedding was sweet and romantic, and while the newlyweds headed out for their honeymoon, Jess and I and the boys celebrated Christmas Eve by wrapping presents and eating leftover ham and funeral potatoes.
We arose Christmas morning and exchanged presents, then enjoyed ham and cheese omelettes as we remained in our pajamas for most of the day. Even though it really wasn’t Christmas, the love, joy and ambience made it seem like it truly was. I was gifted with wonderful photos, magical earrings and a money clip that has been a conversation piece every time I use it. After two days of relaxing, we headed back to Salt Lake, where chaos ensued. Meeting family, friends, returning the rental car and getting Jess to the airport made for a crazy day, and there were tears all around when we left Jess at the gate to fly home.
I spent the next two days with friends, catching up with the kids and realizing just how much I missed Utah, and everyone who lives there. It was a bittersweet realization for me. I’m finally beginning to enjoy my life in Denver, but hadn’t realized how much home meant to me.

December 14, 2011 - Posted by | Uncategorized

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