Last Friday was my birthday. I’ve celebrated all weekend.
On Friday, Kay and I went fishing with friend Peter Culver. We didn’t catch anything, but the scenery was great. If you’re fishing but not catching anything, at least it was at 8,000 feet in the Colorado Rockies with pine trees all around! There are worse places to not catch anything!
When we returned, we went to eat Mexican food. My “friend” Peter promptly announced to the waiter that it was my birthday. Nothing happened, so I thought I was safe. Then at the end of the meal, I got to wear a sombrero while they sang in Spanish to me. At least we got free sopapillas out of the deal!
On Saturday evening, Kay took me for a steak and a movie. We saw Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End (the new one). It was OK, but it was over 2 1/2 hours, so it seemed long.
After church, we came home and cooked our trout. That was great!
Tonight (Sunday evening), we had about 12 friends over for coffee, cake and ice cream. It was Blue Bunny ice cream, which is OK. We couldn’t find Blue Bell ice cream here!
I’ve decided that 56 is starting out really good.