This morning I’m leaving at 8am for an appointment in Loveland at 9, then another two in Ft. Collins at 10 and 11am. Then I’ll beat it back home by 1pm to meet Peggy’s mechanic who is trailering her 1938 Rolls Royce convertible to our house where it’ll live for a week or so. Saturday night we’re going to drive over to the Rolls Royce Society Ascot party or whatever it is about 6 blocks away. Then the car will stay here (actually at my Mom’s who has been kind enough to let us park it up at her house) until the following weekend when of course, you guessed it, there’s another party! This one’s at Centennial Airport (the private jet airport for Denver) and is cars and planes or something. Maybe we’ll have a Great Gatsby Party during the week.
Peggy and her friend will arrive around 6:30 and I think she’s driving her 59 Jaguar or whatever it is. She likes cars, obviously, she also has her Ferrari but we usually see her in her Chevrolet Tahoe. Anyhow she’s so sweet and down to earth but did (obviously) come from a wealthy family in Tennessee. It should be a fun weekend.
Yesterday we went to Cost Plus and a few other places as the misses is in need of a rug for the bathroom. I’m sorry to say, we came up, err home, empty. Last night she organized the kids school supplies as tonight at 5pm is the ice cream social where all the kids take their stuff to school and put it in their desks for the big day on Monday. That’s about it, lots going on at work and I have another huge deadline at the end of the month, or second trimester of the year, but no need to bore you with my pressures. I’m so busy I’ll even skip politics, so there you have it, take care, have a great day and great weekend and God 
Bless.
Life has a meaning, if we chose to give it one. Â SARTRE