We did indeed get snow on Pikes Peak, the week before my birthday. I always know that I am getting a year older and that Fall is on it's way, when this happens.
My birthday was magical. I didn't want to really think about it as school has been horribly busy. I have been stressed and all I wanted for my birthday were a simple "happy" wishes from my family. What I got instead, was just what THEY knew I needed.
Tom, secretively took the day off. He brought me the most beautiful bouquet of yellow and orange roses and placed them on my desk, at school, while I was in a meeting. They were some of the most beautiful flowers he has ever given me. The cute thing of it was, and I believe what made the flowers so beautiful, was that he bought the flowers from King Soopers, took them home, and looked up on line how to arrange them. He did an awesome job. It's good to know he has another skill in store for when we retire.
I worked late, as usual. Becca and Tom picked me up from school and escorted me into the house. There on our dining room table was a glass of burgundy and Tom had made a wonderful beef stew for dinner. I was so tired and so appreciative, I couldn't hold back the tears.
Just as we finished this delightful meal, Debra and Doug Harnly came over bearing gifts. Tom brought out the homemade Pina Colada Cheesecake that he had made from scratch. It was sooo good. He was sooo proud of himself. My mom and sister, Tammie, had called and wished me "Happy Birthday" and Carol had brought over the sweetest card and a gift. Tom bought me a beautiful "Hope" Willow Angel. Becca bought me a beautiful planter and Laura bought me a movie. I felt so loved. For the first time in a long time, my bucket was filled up. It was a perfect ending to a perfect day.
Next week, I will be attending a workshop, two site planning meetings, and a conference in Denver that will span all of next weekend. Needless to say, I needed to destress.
After church, Tom, Becca and I decided to take a drive to Cripple Creek to see the Aspens. We headed up Ute pass and gazed at the damage the summer fires had done. We could clearly see how the beast had jumped the highway in places. We traveled on and went in the West side of Cripple Creek. Becca is a history buff like me, so we took a self guided tour through the Mt. Pigsah Cemetery. We learned all about the movers and shakers that are buried there. We went to the grave site of Pearle DeVere, a famous brothel owner and famous "lady". We went down into Cripple Creek and visited the town history museum. It was so much fun to see all the old "stuff". We were amazed at how life has changed over the last hundred years. Becca was captured by the ghost stories of the town. She wants to go back for a ghost tour in October. We drove by the haunted St. Nicholas Hospital. She loved it and couldn't wait to get home and tell Laura about our adventures. Laura was less than enthused as she had spent the whole day studying chemistry.
