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We went to Arizona because the founder of Logoworks took the "Executive Founders" on an all-expense paid trip to celebrate the acquisition by HP. It was an incredible weekend, the highlight being the night he took us out by bus to the middle of nowhere without telling us where we were going or what we were doing (the middle of nowhere is apparently a place called Eloy, Arizona) to take us indoor skydiving. Unforunately we don't have pictures of us actually doing it because we were inside the Chamber lined up to jump in when it was our turn. Let me just insert here that it was not scary; you "jump" in and basically float in place because huge fans are blowing you up. It was very cool. I would tell you about the rest of the trip but suffice it to say it was over the top and slightly depressing as the whole time I was there I kept thinking I would probably never have a nicer weekend for the rest of my life. And in this family that means I have like 70 years to go.
This last weekend we headed out to Santa Rosa to spend the weekend at Marissa's parents house and celebrate Marissa's birthday. Anna REALLY loved Marissa's mom Sharon and her dog, Willow. The feeling was mutual, and Willow would try to jump up and lick Anna every chance she got. It was hysterical to see all of us adults freaking out, trying to get Willow down off the baby about every five minutes, all the while Anna is just smiling away, reaching out to the dog, completely unafraid or worried about any of it. We had a fun, relaxing weekend, and staying at the Beyer's is pretty much like staying at home: lots of women, cackling, Diet Coke, and buffets.