A Jaunt to Vermont

I’m writing this on Sunday night but I’m going to go ahead and guess that come tomorrow morning, I’ll be wishing that I was enjoying that view instead of sitting on a crowded bus.

Prove me wrong, Monday morning. Prove me wrong.

This weekend, Justin, Brody and I went to Vermont to celebrate Justin’s brother Josh’s birthday. Josh’s girlfriend Emily was nice enough to host us and a few other peeps at her family’s house and let me tell you, it was awesome.

We left pretty early on Saturday morning and made it to the house in a few hours, even though the silly GPS kept on trying to take us over the river and through the woods even when there weren’t any roads. At one point, we drove up a dirt road through the woods that ended as a driveway and then had to sit there for awhile while a dog stood in front of our car and barked angrily at us. Brody, who seems to be lacking in the instinct department, thought that we had brought him to meet his new bestie and was going ape trying to get out and play. Eventually a woman came out and wrangled the dog and we went on our way, much to B$’s disappointment.

All of that was forgotten once we got to Emily’s house. It’s kind of in the middle of nowhere and it’s just about the coolest place ever. Between the creek that you cross over to get to the house, the huge old barn that houses big, awesome tractors, the giant yard and field with a firepit and a tire swing, and the path through the woods that leads to a meadow with amazing mountain views, we were ready to quit our jobs and move in.

It’s probably for the best that there wasn’t any cell phone service or else we would have been calling our respective employers to give our two weeks notice,  effective two weeks ago.

Once we got up there and settled in, Justin and Josh fired up the smoker and the grill to start making some grub. Josh cooked some burgers for lunch and Justin started the ribs and beef tenderloin in the smoker for dinner since they take a few hours.

There was a stone wall that separated the yard from a field and Brody spent approximately 22 hours jumping dramatically over the wall to chase tennis balls.

Luckily there was a stream nearby so when he needed a break from tennis ball hunting he could go and take a dip to cool off.

He went full-steam the whole time we were there and then the second we got in the car, he passed out hard and has only briefly woken up to walk in the house and to eat dinner.

We spent most of the afternoon chatting and playing fun games and then it was dinner time. Everyone contributed something and in the end we had quite the feast.

Awesome job, guys. Looking right at the camera like you should be.

You’re right, it is easier when someone takes the picture for you. Also, please note the head lamp in Justin’s hand. I tried to get a picture him wearing it but he saw right through my plan. Next time…

Then there was a lot of sitting around the fire, eating marshmallows and looking at the bazillion stars that the Vermont skies have to offer.

On Sunday morning we were greeted by scones and blueberry cake prepared by Emily (man, that girl knows how to host) and then Justin channeled his inner farmer.

and rode off into the wilderness, never to be seen or heard from again.

Just kidding, he came back. He hadn’t finished his scone yet.

We hung out for a couple more hours and then packed up the car and headed home.

We’re all pretty pooped but it was worth it – it was such a fun weekend. Thanks again to Emily for hosting us!

Hope everyone had a great weekend!

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