Gone Hunting

I have a love/hate relationship with October.  My second favorite holiday – my least favorite season (hunting season, of course).  But here is how the week went down:

Monday we had Family Night with Zach’s parents.  We went to dinner [Kobe] and a movie – we saw Argo.  It was fantastic!  

Wednesday night we decided to take a journey to Scheels – we made a date of it, fast food and all.  It was our first time and I wanted to see what all the hype was about.

I must say, it lived up to all the chatter.  We looked at snowboarding gear, Ute wear, and spent a good 30 minutes in the North Face section.  We also explored the hunting gear to make sure Zach had all he needed for his big hunting trip.

Thursday was my last Relief Society activity – definitely bittersweet.  We had a Ghoul’s Night Out/Craft Session.  We had a decent turn-out, considering it was UEA weekend…and there were pumpkin cookies by the lovely Lindsey.

Friday Zach left to join the men in his family on their annual elk hunting trip in Montana.  I imagine they are eating like kings [Jeanene went along to cook for them], hunting all day, and watching sports all night.  The only images I have received from Zach are pictures of his guns in the grass.  So I don’t know how much “hunting” is really going on.  I do know for sure they have one elk, so no matter what – they come home winners, right?!

Saturday morning I took a drive up Emigration Canyon to meet some of my USU friends for breakfast at Ruth’s Diner.  The leaves are still around – it was gorgeous.

 It was the perfect fall morning – the weather was great, the leaves were falling around us, live music playing…and fantastic company.

 Later that night was the Fotheringham family Halloween Party.  There was a soup bar, candy, games, and a costume contest.

My cousin Trina [Army Chic], Mom [Biker Chic], and myself [nothing…but had a spider headband to borrow].  It was great to see everyone and their littles dressed in their adorable costumes.

The night ended really late with a Coldstone run and a sleep-over at my madre’s house.  My Dad is out of town as well – he has been in Wisconsin for 4 weeks, going on 5!  My mom is one tough lady, I couldn’t fathom going without Zach for more than a week.  Luckily Dad comes home this week and we are celebrating – the only way Fotheringhams know how – by going out to eat.

Sunday everyone came over to my parents’ house for our annual Halloween cookie decorating party.  We started with 10 people years ago, and as each year passes we add more families in the mix.  34 people joined us this year.  There literally wasn’t enough room inside the kitchen and dining room so we had to move the party outside into the garage.  Luckily, because my Dad designs and restores restaurants, he had three old restaurant booths in the garage.  The only time having three old, grubby booths in your garage will ever serve a good purpose.  This is about half of us…

I basically get assigned to mix the frosting colors every year – that is my task considering I can’t bake decent sugar cookies…

My cousin Ryanne has a boyfriend named Zac – we were both missing our Zac[h]s that night!

Our friend Ashley brought her newborn baby girl [SIX DAYS OLD] and my Grandmother would not let her go.

The night ended with a stomach ache from too much frosting [ironically I had to go to bed early to make it to my 7:00 am dentist appointment in the morning – not a good pre party to a dentist appointment, obviously] and watching the new episode of Downton Abbey in my bed.  Thank you Melinda!!

As for now – counting down the hours until I see Zach.

2 Comments
  • Chelsea
    October 22, 2012

    look at you and your orange vest. i’m surprised you didn’t want to go kill those elk yourself!

    • K + Z
      October 23, 2012

      Haha, Chelsea – I went hunting once with my Dad. He told me I was too loud to be a hunter…does that shock you??