Cripple Creek

I stayed the night after the BBQ at D.P.’s mom and dad’s house and, when we woke up on Saturday morning, D.P. was in a mood about work. As I’ve mentioned before, work has been extremely stressful for him – he is being forced to go to part-time hours from full-time, effective July 6. So, when he said he didn’t want to go to work, I told him if he didn’t want to go then he shouldn’t. Normally, I don’t condone him calling in, but the way things have been going lately, I couldn’t blame him for not wanting to go in. He said he really wanted to go to Cripple Creek (we had originally planned to go next weekend after he got off work), and I told him the decision was his to make. In the end, D.P. and I went to Cripple Creek.

[Reminder to self: watch where D.P. places the cooler next time, and make sure you have sandals on at the very least during all travel time in the car.]

Once we arrived there, he bought two tickets to ride the Cripple Creek and Victor Narrow Gauge Railroad. The four-mile round-trip includes an interesting and educational narration (dude, the guy sounded like Will Ferrell!) on the rich history only a dynamic gold town could produce. The old steam engine stops for special points of interest, impressive photo spots, and Echo valley. Before we left the depot, I spotted some kids with boxes of popcorn and had to have some. I spent $2 on a box, and ate maybe 5 bites. I’m such a sucker. (I didn’t let it go to waste, though – I did take the box home and gave it to my kids.)

When we got back to the depot, we hopped in the car and drove to a parking garage close to the Colorado Grande Casino. We were going to have lunch at our favorite place, Maggie’s. I insisted I was getting what I had last time, the mushroom burger with house salad. Yummmmmy. When we were done with lunch, we walked down the main street of town, and were lucky enough to see various artisans hawking their wares during the town’s Fourth of July celebration. From food to sand displays, all the typical stuff was there.

About a half-hour later, we decided to head up to D.P.’s land, just outside of Cripple Creek.

D.P. intended to take me to Cripple Creek so we could watch the sunset. Unfortunately, it was a cloudy day (including a bit of rain), and there was no way in heck we were going to see a sunset. Instead, we ended up going for a hike on his property (I seriously need to lose weight and get into shape – it wasn’t even funny, people!) before we sat down on some camp chairs where we drank wine and played Poker on the top of the cooler. Even though it was disappointing not to experience a sunset in the mountains, I had so much fun doing everything else! This trip was a lot different than the last time, where we had snow and didn’t dare go hiking!

We were so tired when we got back to D.P.’s house that night, all we could do was fall asleep immediately after watching a short video cassette of the original three episodes of The Andy Griffith Show. Actually, I’m not so sure made it through all of the tape. All I remember is turning off the tape and a quick kiss goodnight. Hmm.


I have the Cripple Creek photos posted online now. Go there!

Just got off the phone with D.P. His friend, Paul, was supposed to join us at the local comedy club next Friday, but it seems he’s backing out. D.P. was trying to introduce Paul to my friend, Beth, but Paul is taking this way too seriously and is getting nervous about it all. He told D.P. that he doesn’t have any money to spend – D.P. told him the tickets are free, and there is no drink minimum… so, if he wants a drink, D.P. would buy him a couple of beers. Still no go. Oh well, he’s got about a week and a half to reconsider and stop being a wussy.

Looks like we’re on for a trip to Chuck E. Cheese’s place on Saturday. I’ll be taking my camera to document this monumental event. Haha!

Happy 23rd birthday to my sister, Jenna!