You Gonna Eat That? 18-November-2009

I wanted to write this story months ago when I stopped by Angie's to pick up the kids, and Sophie was picking her way through some sort of ice cream sandwich... she had it broken into pieces, and I couldn't even tell for sure what it had started out as. I think it was some sort of cherry flavored ice cream with graham cracker wafers to make a sandwich. She didn't care for the crackers, so she had picked them off the top, then picked out as much of the ice cr… Continue

It was a Sunday morning and an early winter storm had moved in over night. I had just started the coffee and went to put on my snow boots to get the paper when I realized I had left them at work. Such is the characteristic of Denver snow and sun, enough snow to warrant boots in the morning and sun by midday to have you wishing you had your sandals with you.

Dang! Not wanting to venture out in my slippers, I reached for my old standbys, my Dannerâ hiking boots. Bought in the spring of ’75, they… Continue

It was a Sunday morning and an early winter storm had moved in over night. I had just started the coffee and went to put on my snow boots to get the paper when I realized I had left them at work. Such is the characteristic of Denver snow and sun, enough snow to warrant boots in the morning and sun by midday to have you wishing you had your sandals with you.

Dang! Not wanting to venture out in my slippers, I reached for my old standbys, my Dannerâ hiking boots. Bought in the spring of ’75, they… Continue