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Wednesday was tubing day. Colorado’s had a wet spring with lots of rain so, the Saint Vrain river, just a few minutes from Ted’s house, was running high, cold, and fast.
We had a picnic lunch first and watched a few people “float” the river. It looked more like an amusement park ride than the leisurely float we’d been anticipating, but we figured if these jokers could do it, so could we. We lay in the sun for a bit to get warm and motivated.
…and then we took the plunge. It was cold, it was fast, and it was scary! On our second pass, I leaned back too far going over a little rapid and went for a swim! Thankfully, I didn’t hit any rocks with any body parts and managed to hang onto my tube. Mostly I felt bad for Ted, who looked back up river and could only see two feet kicking in the air. We called it after that, saying that we were too old for that kind of excitement…honestly, I think maybe we’re just wussy.
Wednesday evening, Matt came over for dinner. I made pork tenderloin on the grill and it turned out pretty good, if I do say so myself. I also made a beautiful spinach salad with carrots, red peppers, and snap peas and an orange-sesame dressing, and corn on the cob. Ted helped by shucking the corn (a job I hate) and then staying outta the kitchen. After dinner, we all went for a walk (Matt’s dog, Cap, came too) which was kind of ruined by the bugs, but the temperature was perfect. Matt’s a great guy and we had a really nice time.
This was our first time hosting dinner together and I was so happy with how it all turned out. Ted’s house is nice for entertaining because of the open floor plan and He’s a great co-host. He made sure we were home in time to relax and have lots of time to get ready and he was great about just letting me cook and be in charge of dinner (too many cooks isn’t a good thing). It was a wonderful, relaxing end to a fun and exciting day.
I saw one of the adult starlings zoom past my bathroom window this morning and lots of loud cheeping from the usual spot. Sounds like they’ve had another clutch.
The river is high, what with all the rain, and the patch of invasive knotweed is thriving. I’m surrounded by invasive species. When will I stop considering them as such. Starlings are here to stay. So is knotweed, probably. Is it nostalgia for a time unknown to me that makes me wish for a reversal of the Colombian exchange?
Its an interesting thing to ponder over my coffee (from Africa or South America, probably), toast (wheat from Europe), and peanut butter…hmmm…that one might be from Asia. Exotics are yummy? I love hypocrisy in the morning.