The day Steve broke his nose

This post actually has nothing to do about Steve's nose, but it really happened on this day. He broke his nose playing flag football. Only Steve.
Steve was invited to play in a golf tournament with some coworkers at the homestead, so we made an overnight trip of it. We started with dinner at Loco Lizard. THE BOMB. I had ceviche and fish tacos. So delicious. Owen took this picture of me.



After dinner we headed to Main Street Park City. It was a beautiful night.
That night happened to be some big event for the entire Main Street, something like the world's largest dining table or something like that. It was so cool to see. Every restaurant took it outside and set up tables and things right in the middle of the street. A lot went all out to create ambiance and atmosphere. If only we hadn't just eaten at Loco Lizard...
One of my favorites, a makeshift pergola out of aspens. So pretty.
This was a bar/lounge that had set up an area, keeping it intimate with this trio who happened to be playing Lady Gaga. I love that kind of stuff.
The reason we were on main street was to head to the Sky Lodge. The people who put on the tournament rent the penthouse and throw a big party/poker tournament. We popped in for just a bit. Here is Steve chatting with his coworkers Bob and John.
View from the penthouse. There were 4 or more live bands all down Main Street. You would think they would interfere with eachother, but they didn't.
Owen and Miles Loved splashing in the hottub. There were kids there, but like 10 and older. Owen kept asking, where are the kids?
We brought my mom along because one of the people in charge of the tournament is actually a Doctor she works with in the ER. Small world.

Of course, Owen loved the live music and was dancing like a lunatic.
That night was rough to say the least. Miles would not go to sleep and SCREAMED if we laid him in the portacrib. Since my mom was in the hotel with us, Steve, Miles and I left around 3 or 4 and went to the golf course where Steve was playing the tournament. Miles fell asleep on the way and we slept in the car until Steve had to go. Miles and I went back to the hotel where he slept for another half hour or so. NIGHTMARE.

My mom and I packed up, checked out and headed to Park Silly, which is like a farmers market for Park City on Main Street. It was a fun time. Owen got a balloon laser gun, an artist gave him a free book mark and he got a shave ice. He was loving it.

Miles in an adorable hat I was too cheap to buy. Lets face it, he wont keep it on.