The "boys"--as Bill and I lovingly refer to Peter and Carl--have asked me to write today in honor of Bill's 69th birthday! We celebrated in great style! Despite the rigor of the biking day, it was an easy day for us Vanna drivers. Ah, the glory of air-conditioning and paved highways! We arrived at our elegant Quality Inn suite, a real two-room suite for the weekend! While we awaited their arrival, Bill got to see some college football--sadly not Ohio State--while I sorted laundry trying to rid us all of bike grease and road dirt.
We reconvened for cocktail hour in the 262 T A lounge (make what you will of its name. . . .) The "boys" had gone to a bike store in the afternoon and, I surmised, to get a card for Bill. I knew Carl had planned a nap so I was getting concerned at how long they had been gone. During "cocktail hour" Bill was presented with the worst of three truly ugly ties!* The Pinnacle, an authentic cowboy--why is it never "cowman?--restaurant cuts off the ties of any who enter since cowboys never wear ties that can so easily be turned into nooses! The present-giving continued with the perfect new shirt. Salvation Army shopping has its rewards! I won't spoil the surprise here. Best y'all see it in soon-to-follow photos.
Peter then chauffeured us to the local dining wonder, The Pinnacle, where we could see the lights of Phoenix, reportedly the 5th largest US city. Dinner was grand with steaks and ribs aplenty and a wonderful country singing duo to keep us toe-tapping on the patio all evening. Of course the lovely, blonde, shapely, pole-vaulting server (currently clearing 13'1") added to male enjoyment! We topped the evening off with practically homemade pie ala mode, the perfect end to a perfect day.
*seems there was a number pattern in the ugliest tie that corresponded to the number of birthday years being celebrated!
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