Wednesday, April 27, 2011

287 of 365 of What it is Like to Run a Resort


Tuesday, April 26, 2011

The picture is of Orla under my desk. She's made herself a little puppy cave under there.

Before 10 a.m. Denny was on her way back home. John took her dog, Theo, and Orla for a walk and then Denny left. Earlier that morning, when we were all just getting up, Orla got up on the bed by Denny and licked her face. She was laughing with the puppy for quite awhile. John and I smiled and enjoyed the sound of her laughter. Denny lost her husband of 60 years this last August and when we hear her laugh now, it is almost like a gift from God.

The weather report showed that we were the only part of the state that wasn't getting any precipitation. It looked like it was just rain for the majority of the state, so Denny wasn't too worried about driving. She called later and said that the drive was okay, with only one small period of time that it rained heavily.

I did two loads of laundry for the cabins and myself. After some paperwork, John and I sat around for the majority of the rest of the day. He took Orla for another walk later in the blizzard. We got about 2 inches of snow on everything again. Yuck!

We watched a couple of movies, read books and magazines and I took a nap. Since it was a blizzard with howling winds the whole day, we didn't feel very motivated. There are just some days like that.

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