Breckenridge Day Two

The days begin with ease. First Mel starts rambling around, tiptoeing so as not to disturb Jane. He slips quietly out at about 6:30 for a walk, newspaper, and a cup of coffee with the boys (if he can find any - today he didn't). When Jane gets rattling around, breakfast must be set out immediately. She darts back and forth between the bathroom and kitchen, doing a little bit here and a little bit there. Morning and night, pills are dispensed meticulously by Jane. "Hey Mel, get on the other side of this bed," means that the tidying up has begun and the bed is made and the mugs rinsed out. 

Once the breakfast dishes are done, it's time for a little cat nap and a bit more newspaper reading. 

All you women out there who want to stay fit should  follow Jane's example as she flops down on the floor and sequentially works through her exercise routine. 

We took a gondola to the top of Breckenridge....looks like a mighty fine place to plant my sticks come snowfall. The scenery is beautiful, much more green than Utah. 

You gotta love my mom's forgotten tea bags. She gets the last bit of flavor out of each one. 

I then took a ride from Breckenridge to Dillon and back, wonderful!

Shopping at the Silverthorne Outlets was fun. We even convinced Mel to try on a couple of new shirts for his trip to Panama. Didn't need to convince Jane and me. 

After shopping we snagged some mighty fine grease at Smashburger, then some frozen yo at Spooners. While there the heavens released their afternoon dump and we watched from inside. As quickly as the downpour began, it stopped and we were blessed with another afternoon full rainbow. 

Throughout my life Dad has shared insightful words of wisdom. Today as the three of us sat cherishing moments, "Lotta people lookin' for gold at the end at the end of the rainbow."  Long pause and the last spoonfuls of frozen yogurt were slicked up.  "We've got it." And I do not believe he was referencing the yogurt.