August 2010

I got lost on the way to EVO this year.  This, despite the fact that I live only an hour and a half away from Park City {that’s Utah in case you’re wondering}.  It’s because I haven’t been to The Canyons since my teen years, for a Sting concert if you can believe it.

Sting is pretty boring in concert if you want my humble opinion.  It’s hard to fall asleep standing up, but I gave it my best.

Anyway, it’s been a few years since I’ve been up that way, and a lot has changed.  None of this was there the last time I checked.  It’s pretty impressive really.  All these beautiful hotels gathered together right up against the beautiful ski mountains.  And since EVO was such a whirlwind of classes and phenomenal social media networking, I didn’t really get much time to see my surroundings.  This is true of every conference I attend.  I’m okay with it.  I’d rather hang with amazing women than see where I’m staying, but if I could figure out a way to do both I’d be golden.

I actually got a second chance with The Canyons because I live so close, and I’m thrilled about it, because man, it’s a great place to visit.

We stayed at The Grand Summit hotel for a weekend with the kids, right after I got back from BlogHer in New York City. 

August has been a whirlwind month, I tell you.

There were treats waiting for us in our room, which is a good thing because driving an hour and a half has famishing effects on children.  The syrup wasn’t just a random snack, it was coordinated with Eggo’s in the freezer.

It took Charming precisely two seconds to dig into the treats.

I love having a kitchen in hotel rooms.  At least a little kitchenette or refrigerator.  It makes me feel like I have control over our eating choices.  Or at least it gives me more room to stash snacks, which is always the best option.

The kids each had a queen bed in their own bedroom.  They didn’t mind so much.  You wouldn’t either if you were 5′ tall and sleeping on a twin bed at home {Precocious}.

They also had their own bathroom, identical to the one in the master suite, which they proceeded to filth up within moments.

Is *filth up* proper English?  I somehow doubt it, but that’s what my children do: filth up.

The hotel living room was perhaps my favorite.  The couch folds out to fit two more people, {party!} and the window seats actually double for beds.  But the fireplace along with all the comfy furniture just made the whole room so inviting.  We spent a good amount of time on those couches checking up on Spongebob Squarepants {my poor deprived babies don’t have a television at home} while chewing the fat.

Let’s talk about the master suite for a minute.  The master suite made me reconsider televisions in the bedroom, specifically flat screen televisions at the foot of your bed.

It has also spurred a conversation between me and Viktor about a new bed in our lives.  I haven’t slept on a bed this comfortable since the Sheraton in Chicago for BlogHer ’09.  It was heaven.

The view was such that even Charming was compelled to finish his cookie {or maybe it was his second.  third?} on the balcony of our room.

You would too if this was your view.  Even I, a jaded Utahn with no respect for the beauty of the mountains, was thoroughly impressed.  I mean, it’s really pretty.

Most importantly, there’s a pool.  A good pool with two hot tubs.  Come to mama.

Our visit to The Canyons is going to be a three part series, on Fridays.  There’s just too much to cover. Between the food {oh the food!} and the entertainment, I need a little more time to tell you about it.

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