I didn't do it

This spring marks the first spring in three years I haven't traveled to Colorado to hang out with my sister over Easter and/or Spring Break.  The first visit, we ran into a horrendous ice storm on the highway between Denver and Colorado Springs.  I honestly didn't think we would survive that drive, and it wasn't because of my three preschool children crammed into the back of a Ford Focus.  The sides of the freeway were littered with cars that had spun out on the ice.

The next year I flew in, solo (and pregnant with Hebs), and it rained practically the entire Spring Break.  I was seriously morning sick, and LaDale had a tooth bothering her; we watched a lot of movies and ate a lot of Pei Wei's (me) and sushi (her).

Last year, we trekked to Colorado Springs for spring break.  The pass over Vail was closed for 4 hours, and we arrived right after they closed it.  So we spent some time in the (playland-less) McDonalds, and then hung out in our van (fortunately equipped with DVD player).  Just as we were deciding to get a hotel room for the night (at about 8:30pm), they reopened the pass.  Then there was another harrowing drive through the mountains, going 25 mph through a blinding snowstorm.  Really, really fun.  (I made Bradley drive.)  We arrived in Colorado Springs 18 hours after leaving Spanish Fork.

We had two pretty good weather days (and spent one of them up at the Aquamarine Aquarium in Denver, so much fun!) and then the biggest storm of the winter hit.  I was at the grocery store at the time the blizzard hit, and it took me probably 20 minutes to drive from the store back to my sister's apartment.  Which was ACROSS the street.

Between work, school, sicknesses, and all, we chose not to go this year.  LaDale's roommate, when hearing that everytime we came it blizzard-ed, said, "Please thank them for not coming this year."

But look!  It's not my fault!  The Front Range has been hit by a series of storms, and it's not over yet.  Sorry, Shauna.  I think Spring Break in Colorado is just cursed.

(And not by me!)