Here's the thing...
I apparently don't do well at high altitudes. The last time I was in Denver (about ten years ago)...I had problems.
And now...I'm having problems again.
I might be a little lightheaded, spacey, and headache-y.
In other words, I'm in no shape to blog.
But before I retire...I want to share an adventure Jeff and I had with the cousins last night.
We took the sweetest dog in the world (Ki Robbins) on a walk around the neighborhood and came across a lookout point in the park.
It was very pretty.
It was a beautiful moment for us all...until I "discovered" the sundial.
And then...I experienced the worst form of peer pressure known to mankind: "cousin pressure."
They told me that I needed to climb the sundial.
And so I did.
And then, we tried to get Jeff to do the same...but he acted like a blushing bride...and would barely touch the thing.
But I suspect that deep down...in the dark recesses of his heart...
...Jeff enjoyed the sundial a little TOO much.