A busy day

 An all-day partners’ meeting.That was intense. The only break was for our traditional power lunch. Then it was right back to work.  But even after that, the day wasn’t over.  Judy and I moved on to dinner with old friends.  Kent doesn’t live in Colorado any more, he’s in the Seattle area, but John B. and Kip, and Todd and Dena are still here.  Kent flew out to stay with his brother and we all met up for dinner at Rositas again, just like last year. I totally dropped the ball though.  I got so engaged in conversation I never thought to take a picture to memorialize the event.  I do, however, have evidence from last year that should suffice.  Tonight, same place, same people, same table, we looked exactly like this, only one year later.  

This is what we get

 Every afternoon at Becky and Brian’s.       Puff is alive and well, tucked back in the bushes.       

We have options

 Driving through Nebraska a couple days ago on Interstate 80, we picked out the rest stop that would be just the right time to stop for lunch.  It turned out to be really small, with room for about 20 cars and 8 trucks.  We have to park in the section for trucks.  It was full. No problem.  We did the slow-crawl through the full-up truck parking, then back out on the highway for the next rest stop.  It was only another 44 miles.  We could wait. But that one was closed when we got there.  No problem.  There is another in just 33 miles……  Except that one was closed too. Three misses.  That was enough.  I turned on the generator.  Judy fixed me a tuna sandwich on toast, cut it into bite sizes, and put it on a plate next to me.  Isn’t that a Melissa Etheridge song?  “Baby you can eat while I drive.”  We’re at St Vrain State Park 2017 trip map No more map pins for a while.  We’ll be here a couple weeks.