This is the perfect phrase for our lastest road trip (with both definitions applying)...
(Hebrew/Yiddish: מזל טוב,Hebrew: mazal tov; Yiddish: mazel tov; lit. "good luck [has occurred]"). The phrase is used to express "congratulations" for a happy and significant occasion or event.
It was definitely a journey with a 13 hour car ride and much "good luck occurred" with our boys being traveling warriors. You would have thought we were going up to Sacramento--no lie--that is how patient they were.
Our main goal on this journey was to celebrate and "happily congratulate" Ben and Maya--broken glass style. Beau and Ben have been buddies for quite some time...way back to Island Park Elementary. Whoa. Nice mullet Beau.
On our way we happened upon the Portland temple and stopped to stretch our legs. It was beyond a beautiful day in Oregon. We even randomly saw a friend from Hawaii taking pictures for a wedding. Seriously, what are the chances?
Bonus was getting to re-visit Ian & Zach and the rest of the Riddles on their turf.
We arrived in time for the first game of the season, Thursday evening, for the manly nephews. High school football--nothing like it. Our little men were pumped and ready to cheer. We even got some cheerleaders to paint their faces. The big guys went hard out from the start and in the second play of the game Zach was getting ready to pummel this guy and
snap went his wrist. So while Zach was taken to the hospital, Ian kept Kennedy alive by repelling guys left and right--and contributing to their win.
Tyce made sure Zach was alright after his surgery and 2 pins. Ugh. We love you Zachie.
These 3 boys had no fun. We had to force them to put on these masks (Red-Cruz, Black-Jackson, White-Oshyn) and they cried when we made them take off their shirts. It's so hard being a parent that just wants their children to wrestle at least once a week. All they want to do is sit at the table and color with crayons. Ha.
The Gribbles treated us to a speed boat ride across Lake Washington to go get some fish and chips on Friday. All of the kids sat up in the front with perma grins plastered across their faces as we glided through the water checking out the ginormous houses that we passed along the way. Tyce laughed and closed his eyes. Once we got there we had to force some more wrestling time. It was a BEAUTIFUL evening. One of Washington's finest I'm sure.
Saturday was relaxing with the Riddles and we finished it off with the Washington BYU game with Bennie and co. It was nice to meet some more of Beau's buddies from back in the day.
Sunday after church we headed over to the Don James Center-Husky Stadium. Bennie played football for the University of Washington and must have an
in with the venue. The Huppah ceremony was right on the water and the dinner was overlooking the football field. This was my first Jewish wedding and to say they did it up right is an understatement. It was by far the coolest, most traditional, happiest, upbeat wedding I have ever been to. And yarmulke/kippa's on most everyone's dome...male dome's that is. I loved it. The dancing was insane and fabulous. People swinging in circles, hoisting others up on chairs, more grapevines and circles...you can't even imagine the energy going around unless you were there. I tried to take pictures, but they do no justice.
We partied as long as 30-year olds-who-have-to-wake-up-at-5am-the-next-day-to-drive-13-hours could and caught a few zzzzzz's before we journeyed home on Labor Day.
A few leg-stretch/bathroom/nurse-baby/meal/ice cream/gas-refill stops and we made it back to Rutledge Drive safe and sound before 9pm.
