The alarm clock on Hubby Bryan’s side of the bed went off this morning at 5:12 a.m.
Why, you ask, were we expecting to get up so early?
We weren’t. The clock settting was from a week ago Saturday, when HB and I arose at that early hour to travel to Colorado. We made the long drive in one day, arriving at sister Margaret and bro-in-law Don’s house about 12 hours later.
As the week progresses, I’ll share some of our Colorado adventures, as well as some recipes. But for the moment, I’m still trying to recover from being so rudely awakened two hours early and dealing with the aftermath of being gone from a week of work.