Guilty.

There's one stretch of town in Denver that is called "Country Club".

They think they so important,

that they have whole road slows down from 40mph to 30mph through there.

NOT ONLY THAT, but they park a police van there and take pictures of anyone speeding by.

The van isn't always there, but sometimes it is, and it will get you.

It got me.

On 2/28/2012 at 8:49AM.

Going 40 in a 30.

But then again, I just look guilty, don't I?



Our First CO Visitors

This last weekend Tom and Becky came out to visit Adam and me, and meet Stetson, of course.

We packed a lot into the 3 days they were here...dinner with Adam's family (Keje and Easton were here the exact same time!) a trip to Breckenridge, sans skiing because the snow is so bad, a trip to Red Rocks, a tour of the Coors Brewery, lots of good food and good beer (mostly the boys had the beer), a visit to our church, and of course, a trip to Bass Pro Shop (what's a trip to Denver without it), all topped off with a little Birthday celebrating (Tom turned 28 and Becky turns 27 at the end of the month).

And here's picture overload:

All in all, it was so great to see them. It meant so much for them to come all the way here, and now I'm going through post event depression.

Good thing they left Tom's Dairy Queen Reese's Peanut Butter Cup Blizzard Ice Cream Cake.

PS. If you think these aren't enough pictures and details, you can see Becky's here.

This is my life...

So yes. See this picture above? This happened.

Monday night Adam gets invited to go to the Avalanche game.

He asked if I wanted to go too (sweet guy that he is),

but I said no thinking it'd be a fun guys night and I'd rather pocket the $25 instead.

So I had myself what I considered to be a pretty productive night:

doing some stuff around the house and working on a project for work.

An evening I'd be proud of on most nights.

Well when Adam gets home, he wakes me up and says:

Adam: "Trish, you'll never guess who I met tonight..."

Me: "who?"

Adam: "Channing Tatum"

Me: "whhhaaaaat?"

Adam: "yeah, I took a picture with him because I knew if I didn't, you wouldn't believe me"

So yeah... while I'm home doing "stuff around the house" (which is code for laundry and cleaning the room) and "finishing up a project" (which is code for making a collage out of magazine clippings onto poster board for a "dream board" for work) my husband and his 3 friends from college are just, you know, having a drink with Channing Tatum.

s e r i o u s l y ?

This is my life.

And don't worry. I earned even more cool points (not) for driving around the Ritz 3 times hoping to see him. Unsuccessful.