WetLeather Motorcycle Rider Information

I needed a long weekend somewhere away from home, dogs, parents, and even grandkids. Sometime a couple of months ago Dahlface had coerced me into buying a ticket for Denver. She coerced Beth and David into welcoming us into their home. I'm quite sure that all of us made it difficult for her to achieve her objectives, but she persevered. She's really quite persistent.

I arrived in Denver on time, bright (actually cold and windy) on early on Friday morning (9/22). Wendy wasn't so lucky, however. Her flight was delayed and I hung out at the airport doing homework on the laptop and waiting to see her shining face. She arrived, Beth picked us up, and the fun continued for the entire weekend. We ate a lot, drank not-a-lot (honestly), hung out with Wendy's cousins, hung out with ourselves, did a butt load of shopping (Wendy has new red boots to go with her new red sweater and my new red purse!). We did email. We did a VERY small amount of homework. We called and messaged loved ones. We chatted. We watched the Denzlers at the TT. Bethie got kind of sick, but we made her continue playing anyway.

David came home Sunday night and we coddled his stuffy head. We played music and danced. We did more chatting and more messaging. Beth had to work (horrors!) on Monday for an hour. While she did, Wendy and I walked all over the incredibly beautiful CSU campus, and (surprise) shopped and spent some more money on momentos.

Like too many good things it began to wind down. We had the lovely experience of being taken to the airport by a gallant fellow while Beth studied for her Tuesday exam. Wendy and I had the unusual experience of actually hanging out at the airport together instead of one of us dropping the other one off. At last she had to go to her gate while I found mine.

I have lived all this week on the good feelings and cheer that last weekend provided. It's Friday again and I'm sad that I won't be hanging out in Colorado again this weekend. Things are good at home (except for the pending visit of Terminally Boring Uncle Harold), but I sitll hate being so far away from best friends. (Yes, I know I'm whining.)