Father’s Day 2013

We spent a nice Father’s Day this year.  We usually take Sunday as our day off but since we only worked half a day Saturday with the Two Lindas visiting, we worked half a day yesterday visiting two more campgrounds. 

We took the afternoon off watching a Rockies game, part of NASCAR and watched a seldom seen thunderstorm as it passed through.   Soon the sun was shining and luckily there wasn’t any wind, so we decided to have our dinner outside.

We finally figured out how to use the timer on our camera…only had it five years and finally learned how to use it

Jim cooked his steak and lobster

and I got my crab legs

our table was set and ready to eat….but, of course, I had to take a picture of our food laid out

Our daughters shared their sentiments towards Jim on Facebook and he received phone calls, so the day was complete.

Remember, you are loved…always and always.

Two Linda Times Three

We feel so fortunate to be able to see The Two Lindas three times this summer.  They stayed two days with us in Alamosa – we drove down to Silverthorne and saw them last Saturday – a week later they came up to see us, day before yesterday.

Linda S. called and said they wanted to take a bike (motorcycle) ride and were we available.  We are always available for friends…one of my themes of life is “people are more important than things”.

So we stopped visiting nearby campgrounds and took a half a day off and welcomed our friends.

 

We drove them to lunch in Grand Lake, which is a cute ski town six miles up the road.  I think Grand Lake has a covenant for wood siding because all the buildings look like they are made out of logs or have wood siding.  There are lots of diverse restaurants, gift shops and boutiques.

We had lunch at Cy’s Deli because they had a large selection of sandwiches.  I had the Hardy Arti with sun dried tomato pesto, lots of artichokes and smokey mozzarella cheese…yum! Jim and Linda B. had pulled pork and Linda S. a turkey avocado.  We were all happy with our choices.

  We drove them through a few of the campgrounds and soon it was time for them to return to Breckenridge… an hour and a half drive.

           

We look forward to seeing them on the road once again.

Remember, you are loved.
Read the story behind the saying HERE