We (my daughter/co-owner and I) are headed to our first Colorado Press Association (CPA) convention Thursday. This working trip is the closest thing to a vacation either of us have had in 588 days.
My daughter spent a week in Vail last summer ushering her hubby to the orthopedic surgeon after he destroyed his knee in a riding lawn mower accident (it was scarier than it sounds). She’s due for a vacay, too,…