mini-vacation

While we were away:

We ate at a fifties diner in Golden and sat by the Jukebox but we didn’t want to scare the elderly that populated the place so he squirmed at the possibility that when I put coins in the machine, I may pick “My Humps”. Drank a cold pint and some cutlets with mashed potatoes and mixed veggies, reminded me of Grandma’s sides.

We had several leisurely mornings, devouring both newspapers for the day, drinking copious amounts of coffee and eating what he proclaimed as breakfast made by the woman who makes the best breakfasts ever.

We declared eleven am as cocktail hour and drank too many beermosas rendering us quite sauced in the afternoons which we spent playing scrabble, crib, and golf.

We played golf with a lovely 85 year old named Basil, who beat the pants off of us and most likely highlighted our afternoon condition.

We spent an afternoon with my grandparents, sat on the patio and then the boys retired to play an excessive amount of pool while the girls gabbed until dusk.

We cuddled, a lot.

We spent the last afternoon tanning on the driveway and moaning over our luck that the last day was the only sunny day.

We left; relaxed, sunburned, and happy.