Marci Weekend

After an evening of mexican food Friday night for Marci's 40th, we watched Stranger than Fiction and called in a night. One of the goals of this weekend was relaxation and NO WORK for Marci, who tends toward workaholia.

So Saturday was sleeping in and then a drive down to Colorado Springs. First order of business, lunch at Rudy's (where else?). Sammi and I pose with the "T" above our table.


Then, a trip to local candy shop Patsy's

A drive up Lower Gold Camp road.

Helen Hunt Falls


Below the falls, a favorite place to wade.


Our feet are numb by this point. Man, was that creek cold!


Sammi found a rock where she could keep her feet out of the water.


And my pink feet don't quite match the polish when I have to get out.


We drove around Garden of the Gods in the rain and then shopped at the Trading Post.


Outside the gallery is a great old oven.



We headed back for Denver with a gift from Pap: homegrown Texas tomatoes their recent visiting friends brought with them. Nick's eyes are closed in bliss.


And Indian Clay Oven for dinner, Marci's pick.


That night, her pick of movies, America's Sweethearts and off to bed. Sunday morning she met up with another friend for church and breakfast. We scrapped out out of town plans and just took it easy, including a walk to the off-leash dog park with Evan and Katy. Marci worked with them on slowing up and showing me the commands to get them from pulling me along.


Loaded baked potatoes, t.v. time, lots of chatting, and the Truman Show before calling it a weekend. Monday morning? 8:00 a.m. conference call, another one in the car, and she was back at it and away. I kept her away from work more than 50 hours, though, which may be a record. . .