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Something fun

The AICPA (American Institute of Certified Public Accountants) got wind of what we do and assigned someone to check us out. They do an article in the Journal of Accountancy each month, singling out a CPA or practice to feature. We got the inside back cover of the May issue.
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Longmont

A year or so ago I wrote about the conversation I had with Teigan, where she analyzed what we have done, moving out of our house and into the motorhome, and concluded she doesn’t want to live in her car when she grows up. Well, now we’ve had that conversation with Conner too. He got a chance to give the coach a good look; explore the interior; his verdict…. Grandma. You live in a Monster Truck! So our poor granddaughter grows up thinking her grandparents are always on the move, probably in the witness protection program, living in their car, but our grandson probably thinks he has the coolest grandparents in the world, living in a monster truck.
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This week

Well, I was telling you everywhere we were and what we were doing, but I lost track. We were in Glenwood headed for Taos, when we found out Taos had rescheduled, so we headed to Steamboat Springs to see if we could start them early, but there were still a few more days before we could do that, so we went to Yampa River State Park. That Sunday night we moved to a park right in Steamboat and met with Warren as he passed through on his way to Craig to do a job for us there because originally we didn’t have room for it in our schedule, when we found out we couldn’t start the Steamboat job early after all, so actually we had no jobs schedule for the week, so we drove down to the County Fairgrounds in Longmont so we could be near the kids while we didn’t have any jobs scheduled, and as soon as we got here, heard from the Grand Lake job (which is right up in the Steamboat Springs neighborhood) that needed some attention so it could be finished. We arranged to stay here through Saturday, drive back to Steamboat Springs on Sunday, do the Steamboat job on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, move to Grand Lake and do that job on Thursday and Friday, then head South for Creede on Saturday. Meanwhile, arriving at Becky’s house is like coming home from college. We arrive at the door, bundles of laundry in our arms, asking if we can use the shower, and what’s for dinner. There is something that feels really good about that. Got to attend an elementary school band concert. Tony plays the flute. Impressive for a gang of eight, nine and ten year-olds who only started their instruments this year.
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Birds on the road

We feed the birds. Simple enough; until a bear comes along to eat the birdfeeder. But as soon as we got to the next location we got it out again. Got a lot of hummingbirds there at Yampa River State Park. Love watching those little hummers come and go. Now we are in Steamboat Springs, birdfeeders out, watching the hummingbirds on the little window feeder stuck right next to my desk. I can sit and work and watch the little hummers come and go… except…the hummers can’t get to the hummingbird feeder because the orioles are hogging it all the time.