Road Trip in October

Our weather is fantastic! Scarecrows are on the green gate and we're eating apple butter or cactus/jalapeno jelly on our toast. So again, why do we leave such a delightful month?

Maria's graduation was a good reason. Another, we want to visit our moms before the snow flies in the Midwest.

David's mom is a bit cagey about her age, not really sure if she is 93 or 94. My mom wants all the world to know--she's 91. Both are feisty, still living alone and driving their automobiles. Both are making their own choices and enjoying life despite a few aches and pains.

We plan to end our trip by swinging by Denver to see NC's' baby bump and enjoy some scorched meat and brew with GC. I'm leaning toward the buffalo burger. There is a bundle of PINK items in the car trunk awaiting our granddaughter.

We will wind our way back home through some of Colorado's most scenic lands, stopping in Cortez for the world's largest cinnamon roll and who knows, may even visit the Lost Hope Goat ranch (but this time I won't be on a bike pedaling 20 miles off target).

Our pet sitter loves October as much as we do.

We'll miss you and look forward to returning to blogging.

FROM THE KNOTHOLE: Hey, what kind of a guy do you think I am? Eat a cute little old woolly buffalo? I say where's the beef? Stand aside mad cow disease. Bring on the Colorado Angus. And a little Colorado stout to knock out the mad cow.

Badboulderlady could blog at her mom's home or my mom's home, but there is one big problem: one mother thinks that computers are the work of the devil and the other mother thinks that computers are the devil to work with. Perhaps both mothers are right in their own way.

a parting shot from bbman: when you choose a behavior, you choose the consequences. dr. phil mcgraw