Widows Gone Wild: Lunch at the Broadmor

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Lunch at the Broadmor

Our time was spent discussing the merits of Google available at our fingertips. Any question the widows had, good old Google had the answer. How in the world did we ever get by without it?

It always amazes me that no matter how many times we get together we never seem to run out of things to talk about. It's that special bond we share.

Lunch at the Broadmor was elegant and delicious. They just have a way of making you feel special.

Happy Wild Widows plus one.

(Mary's Granddaughter got to go on a vacation (her words) with us.)

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How come Widows Gone Wild?

We all have seen the commercials for "Girls gone Wild" videos, right? It started as a joke. Here were an 81, a 79 and a 75 year old widows (I was 51 at the time) taking off across Colorado.

I told my widows we were going to get wild and crazy. We were going to go burn our bras and pick up guys along the way. Can you imagine? So we became the Widows Gone Wild. My daughter created visors and of course crazy women have boas, so began our legacy. To dance, to laugh, to enjoy life because "We are still living!