Adventures and Misadventures in Boulder, Colorado
This is the day you have all been waiting for. It’s Use Me and Abuse Me Day! I hope you will participate in this virtual blog party as part of my blogiversary week! All you have to do is go through your old blog posts and pick one that may have been missed by readers.... Continue Reading →
A couple of weeks ago, my son Kelly showed me a Youtube video called Kitten Mittens. It was hilarious! I have wanted to learn how to video edit and after watching it, I recited one of my mantras. "I can do this!" I took a photo of a gorgeous dog sporting proper little booties and... Continue Reading →
Come along with me for the first run of the season! My husband Danny and I hit the slopes at Arapahoe Basin last Sunday. It was another one of the 300 sunny days in Colorado! Arapahoe Basin first opened with a single rope tow in December of 1946. The founding fathers included Frederick Schauffler, a... Continue Reading →
My husband Danny had been on the edge of his seat for hours. “Get him! Get him! Ohhh…” First he watched the CU Football team go down in flames against Stanford 7-48. Later he watched the Avalanche season opener. Surely our Colorado hockey team could pull off a win, but they were skunked by the... Continue Reading →
Tricia had wasted time choosing a costume, and now darkness swallowed the winding country road. The party ended long ago. She had lost her way. Fog enshrouded cornfields came to life as aged stalks resembled zombies. The paved road narrowed then changed to gravel. Turning around, she spun the car too fast and rolled it... Continue Reading →
Justine pulled into Mr. Hanson’s driveway as the rain fell down in sheets. She retrieved the casserole from the passenger seat and then splashed through puddles to the door. She turned the knob and let herself in. “Mr. Hanson? I brought your dinner!” A smell of mothballs and Lysol hit Justine like she’d been slapped.... Continue Reading →
This haunting at the Stanley Hotel is absolutely true. I know. It happened to me.
The wind had slammed into the old Gothic Revival all evening. Camille Hastings thought she was alone...
I. The moon, cloaked in a veil of wispy clouds, cast an unearthly glow on the wooded neighborhood park. A chill crept through Jillian’s thin costume and she picked up the pace. “Hey! Wait up!” Her older brothers had let her tag along on this eerie Halloween night. Encumbered by the long skirt tangling between... Continue Reading →
Nikki had hiked for hours certain the trail had been just ahead of her, but it was no use. She was lost. The sound of the river had been her guide and now she heard nothing but the crunching of leaves and twigs under her hiking boots and the blood pounding in her ears. Haunting evergreens... Continue Reading →
Susie Lindau's Wild Ride 