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Golden Anniversaries, 1st Birthdays and Father's Day

Last weekend was full, ok maybe overfull, of events. To the point where I wondered where in the heck the whole thing had gone..somewhere around 1030 on Sunday night.

It went something like...

  • Early Saturday morning yoga session. 
  • Breakfast.
  • Saturday morning walk/jog.
  • Shower.
  • Golden Anniversary party for our neighbors at El Pinto, a local Mexican restaurant that served up the absolute largest bowl of guacamole we'd ever seen. Mmmm. And the event? Lovely. As my hubby and I approach 25 years of wedded bliss with a sense of purpose and happiness, these two absolutely shone in their Golden glory. Really they did. They've been through hell and back, those two. But here they are, still standing, and in fact, dancing and smiling and embracing and looking into each other's eyes with that 'You are my person, always have been, always will be' look that inspires.
  • Me hustling off to the store for a couple of Father's Day needs, then back home to focus on some domestic crap, then taking a short but welcome nap.
  • 1st Birthday Party for one of GG's former soccer players' son. He is a cutie pie, that little one, and had a really great time splashing around in a wading pool and playing with his cups..lots of cups....
  • Bedtime. Early.
  • Sunday morning. Early out of bed to go for a Father's Day hike with GG.  We dressed and headed out, stopping at Golden Pride for a chili laden breakfast burrito to fuel our hike. We hiked the 10K trail in the Sandias, which was beautiful and nicely shaded for most of the way, which was welcome on a hot summer day.
  • Make an apple crisp (Joy of Cooking recipe) from our apples, for Sunday dessert, when Fatherinlaw and his wife were coming for dinner.
  • Run around like a headless chicken, then collapse for about a half hour nap, followed by a shower.
  • Dinner with Dadinlaw and his sweet wife, who brought not one but three bottles of wine...because her daughter works at Trader Joe's and knows a lot about wine, and she knows we like wine...so that was super sweet.
  • Clean up after dinner of grilled shrimp skewers, planked salmon, fresh salad from the garden and apple crisp with vanilla ice cream on top.
  • Hit the sack.
Yes, it was quite a weekend. Full of celebrations of different types, and joy that comes from knowing life is really pretty damned good.

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