Showing posts with label Gina. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gina. Show all posts

Friday, May 03, 2013

Headed To The Sun



Gina and Leslie are headed to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico for Gina's niece's
wedding. This morning, we took them to the airport for their flight.
Usually they are giving Lynn or me a ride to our flight, so it was a nice
change of pace that we could return the favor.  I'm slightly jealous since
they are going on a trip to a foreign land, while we are at home.  However,
we get to watch their kitty, Prometheus, while they are gone and that's a
treat.

Wednesday, September 07, 2011

No Fortune in My Cookie!


I went out to dinner last night with Leslie and Gina and at the
end of the meal, we were given three fortune cookies. Gina
pointed out that the decision was made for us, whose cookie
was whose since the waitress placed one in front of each of us.

But...my cookie contained NO FORTUNE!

How will I know which direction my life will take?

What are my lucky numbers?

I don't know how I will cope without these answers. This is the
second time in my life this has happened to me. What does
this mean!?!?

Thursday, August 18, 2011

The Wieinermobile!


I am a very lucky person. At least three times in my life,
I have seen the Oscar Meyer Wienermobile! Today, it was
stopped at the local Safeway and Lynn and I went with Leslie
and Gina to go Hail the Conquering Wiener! We managed to
get some cool stickers, and of course a Wiener Whistle and
some other fun stuff. However, when I mentioned that back
in 1995 I got to sit behind the wheel of the Wienermobile, the
Hotdogger (one of two people that ride with each Wienermobile)
told me that that was "against the rules!". Uh, ok.
Anyway, we enjoyed our view, listened to children scream,
had our photos taken and then were on our way. Grand Junction
seems to be a pretty popular spot for the Wienermobile to stop,
so I'm sure we'll see it again soon!






Monday, April 18, 2011

Borders = Sad


We went to our local Borders yesterday and with Leslie and Gina's help,
we were able to load our bookcases up and haul them home. It was
sad though to see how empty the store was. It's now officially closed
and it sure did look like it. There were a few fixtures left that people
hadn't picked up yet, but all the things that made it such a fun place
to go were gone. We still have a Barnes and Noble in town...but it's
not the same.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Glenwood Hot Springs


Glenwood Springs is about 90 minutes east of our house and it's one
of our favorite places in the area to visit. We don't get to visit as often
as we'd like, but we've been looking forward to soaking in the hot springs
for several months now. Leslie and Gina went with us and we spent most
of the afternoon just taking in the hot water and steamy goodness! The
water in the large pool averages around 90 degrees and is comfortable,
but the therapy pool which is smaller, but still much bigger than a backyard
pool, averages about 105 degrees and feels awesome! Glenwood is more
in the mountains than Grand Junction and the altitude is a bit higher.
Therefore, winter hangs on a bit longer here. Mother Nature reminded us
of that as it started to snow really heavily and the wind was blowing very
hard. It made the water feel that much better!

Friday, September 17, 2010

Time to Fly


I started my latest flight to the far south today. Leslie and Gina were nice
enough to take me to the airport. Instead of being able to make a short
55 minute flight to Denver, I had to fly all the way to Dallas and then to
Denver. I had a rare window seat and took lots of fun photos of the leaves
turning over the San Juan Mountains and all kinds of crop circles! After a
three hour layover in Dallas, I was pleasantly upgraded to a First Class Seat
for the two hour flight. What amazed me was when we received a meal
(which in itself is amazing on a domestic flight these days), we were given
a real knife and fork...made of metal! As my friend Ben later said on
Facebook, "So I guess the way to attack
the plane would be to check your box-cutter at the gate, but get first
class seats. Because no one ever hijacks a plane from first class. Hijackers
fly coach."
I thought the exact same thing. Oddly, they didn't
give us a spoon. Is the spoon the new weapon of choice for terrorists?
Anyway, the day was about three times longer than it needed to be, but
it was uneventful and I picked up about 1200 Frequent Flyer miles instead
of 250. That's a good thing!