Since We Last Spoke

Joey turned 30!  


What can I say?  We did a bike bar tour through RiNo the Saturday before and OMG it was fun.  We made a playlist of songs that came out in 1987 (the year Joey was born) and who would’ve known “La Bamba” would be such a hit!  Both of our mothers were in attendance, I took a shot with my sister, smashed into a photo booth with Jenn, hugged my bestie lots and forgot it wasn’t MY birthday.

We also had a killer dinner at Acorn, — that 24 oz. prime ribeye though! — I gave Joey a mini fridge specifically for bombers — he’s been wanting one since we visited my aunt and uncle in Ohio last year and saw their bomber collection — and capped it all off with the traditional birthday dinner (and sombrero) at Los Arcos.

Baseball started!


I live for Opening Day traditions — aka Biker Jim’s and a beer for lunch — getting to the game early, watching them set those balloons free into the sky, taking that Opening Day portrait with Joey, getting that accidental sunburn.  Okay, I could probably do without that last part but I’m starting to think I’ll never learn.  In other news, we beat the Dodgers and the weather could not have been more perfect.  Feeling good about this season already 🙂

I pampered myself.


Ugh, sorry for that awkward selfie.  I don’t normally take them but when you get  your nails done — Joey made the appointment for me and I’d like to publicly announce that I’d be more than okay with more of those surprises in the future! — and your hair cut (and curled) you definitely go back to work, take a picture of yourself and hope none of your co-workers were walking by while you did it.

And because feeding myself delicious things also feels like pampering to me, there’s also been cookies, peanut butter oatmeal bars, breakfast sammies, quesadillas + sweet potato fries, honey-Dijon salmon, linguine in a creamy herb sauce, a weird but delicious bowl of fridge odds and ends and fish tacos because it’s already warm in Denver and my tastebuds are ready for taco season.

Spent a weekend alone.

Joey basically went straight from the Rockies game to the airport for a bachelor party in New Orleans so I had the weekend to myself.  I did all the productive things, aka cooked dinner for myself, went to the grocery, made pizza dough, did laundry, ran 5 miles (hi, Bolder Boulder, I see you coming up next month!) and did some filing for work.  But I also did all the fun things, aka read in the back yard, watched the Rockies take down Kershaw, had breakfast with my dad and sister and managed to feel relaxed.

Side Note: my mom also happens to be in NOLA so Joey met up with she and my uncle on Sunday after all the other guys of the bachelor party had headed home and I think that’s the sweetest and cutest and could only be better if was also there with them.

Tell me what’s happening in your life! 🙂

Weekend Things, But Mostly GABF

It’s official — Great American Beer Fest is my new favorite holiday!  I was like a kid on Christmas morning all day Friday and when 5:30 (okay, more like 5:45) hit and I was walking my little beer loving heart up to the first booth, I think I was the happiest I’ve ever been.  I recounted something like 30 beer samples and though it all became one big (mostly IPA) blur halfway through, it was seriously the best time ever.  Good thing I have lots of other fall-time events to look forward to, otherwise I think I’d have the post-GABF blues real hard.

Now please enjoy some badly taken photos from the festival.  It’s hard to juggle your phone and your sample cup while not entirely sober 🙂


The best way to prepare for GABF is with an Illegal Pete’s burrito, duh.


Festival entry was so much better/smoother this year!  First, they herded us like cattle into separate corrals then a real life bagpipe band marched down the main aisle, then they unleashed us corral-by-corral.


Made a beeline for Black Project Spontaneous since they were out by the time we got to them last year.  It did not disappoint!  Joey got lost at some point and posted that last photo asking people to let him know if they saw me.  We eventually reunited and yelled “HUSBAND!” and “WIFE!” to each other from across the hall.  Normal stuff, nothing to see here 🙂


Couldn’t pass up a brewery serving from an RV, plus they had blueberry gose!  “Cannabis Beer” is a thing, apparently and guys, it does not taste good.  Got a pin with that smiley face on it.  The volunteer handing them out asked if he could put it on me.  Um that’s a major no.

In all seriousness, I tasted some really bad beers but also some really good ones.  Mainly, Elsewhere from Black Project, Field to Ferment from Fremont Brewing, that Blueberry Gose from Destihl Brewery, Head High from Kane Brewing, Art Car IPA from Saint Arnold, Hop Drop N’ Roll from NoDa and even though everyone gave me a hard time for going to a local brewery that I could visit anytime, the Codename: Superfan from Odd13 (Louisville, represent!) was incredibly good!  Cannot say the same for the mushroom beers from Scratch Brewing…


I happened to schedule a facial AND a massage for the next morning, so after walking to grab a pumpkin spice latte from Cherry Bean (serious yum!) and snapping a quick pic of Joey, in which I’m pretty sure he was still “under the influence,” I headed out to enjoy some major relaxation.  Spent the rest of the day brewing beer with Bobby and Becca then we started Stranger Things.  Not gonna lie, I’m a baby and it’s really freaking me out so far.  Getting some serious Slender Man vibes.


Went on a nice long run Sunday morning then refueled with breakfast at Duo that, while toasty because we were right in the sun, was impressively good.  From the French Press to the freshly baked chocolate chip muffin with perfectly softened butter to my bacon scramble and crispy potatoes, I had zero complaints.  Afterwards, we had a birthday party to attend then I hit the grocery and prepped our salads for the week.  This one but with this dressing.  Is it lunch time yet?

What did you do this weekend?

Any locals who also attended GABF??