So, this is the weekend of my birthday. The plan was I would fly to Tulsa to see the grandbabies and Lynn, and have a group of friends for a cookout. Then, the blizzard of '09 blew through Denver, wreaking havoc at the airport. And this blizzard headed directly for the Texas-Oklahoma panhandle, and then moved on to Tulsa, causing more flight delays. Lynn and I decided it would be better if I waited until next weekend, and so I spent my birthday with Clint, the masseuse, instead. I had a nice day, but I missed my family terribly.
Today, Sunday, was beautiful. Too beautiful to stay inside, but I couldn't seem to find the energy to go skiing or snowshoeing. So, instead, I drove up to Lookout Mountain, and I looked out. Beautiful scenery all around, downtown Denver on one side, and this beautiful view on the other. I took a short hike up the trail (there is something strange about hiking in calf deep snow and a short sleeve shirt), visited Buffalo Bill Cody's grave and museum, and had lunch at the elegant Cody restaurant, where the waitress decorated the to-go box with "happy birthday!" and added a terrific apple crisp to my brunch.
I love you, all of my friends who remembered my birthday. Apparently, my phone went dead about 5 PM yesterday, and I didn't notice it until noon today--when I got my phone out to take these pictures and realized it was dead, dead, dead. I had 7 voicemails and 3 text messages--so thanks for remembering and I will call you all soon!
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Hello again. I hope you are well and I am sorry that the weather didn't cooperate, as I know just how it feels to be away from family and loved ones on special days.
Have a great week.
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