This Week

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I attended the first softball game of the season.

Joey is in a double header league this summer.  That’s not one, but two games every single Wednesday, people.  I left immediately after the first game because A) It was cold B) It was windy and C) I was hungry hangry.  Where do I pick up my award for most supportive girlfriend?

Joey and I booked a trip to New Orleans!

I haven’t been since last February (even longer for Joey) and have really been itching to get back.  This will be the first time we travel there just the two of us, which is cause for extra excitement.  And the Louisiana Seafood Festival will be going on.  Shrimp po’ boys abound!

I bought tickets to another play at the Colorado Shakespeare Festival!

My heart knows few greater joys than sitting in the Mary Rippon outdoor theater on a warm summer night in Boulder, watching a Shakespeare play come to life on stage.  That may have been the dorkiest thing I’ve ever written.  Except when I tell you that my mom, my sister and I will be seeing Macbeth which I’ve never read so I picked up a copy at Barnes & Noble after work on Wednesday.

I totally slacked on working out.

Thank goodness I ran that 10K on Monday or I would feel really guilty.  Truth is, I’m still battling that cold and taking it easy has just felt right.  Between my cold earlier this month, being on vacation and this second cold, I feel like I’ve fallen off the workout wagon but I keep telling myself I’ll get back on as soon as this cough disappears.  True Story: I got up early on Wednesday to head to the gym, got fully clothed, then put my pajamas back on and went back to bed.  I felt so out of it and seriously couldn’t imagine it being a good workout.  C’est la vie.

I bought the Cirque du Soleil Love soundtrack.

And have been listening to it non-stop.  I debated crawling around in my parents’ garage to dig out their CD collection because I know they own every Beatles album known to man, but that sounded like more work than just paying $10 on iTunes.  The whole thing melds into one long psychedelic extravaganza.  I adore it.

We watched the series finale of the Big C.

A little behind on this one.  We actually had no idea that the season had started up again until my mom mentioned it last week.  The final season was only 4 1-hour-long episodes (one for each season of the year) and was incredibly emotional.  Well, for me it was emotional.  But choosing a nail polish color is also emotional for me, soooooo.

I realized it’s the end of May.

WHAT THE HECK?

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What did you do this week?

What are your plans for the weekend?

Are you as flabbergasted as I am that it’s already June? I really just wanted to use the word flabbergasted 🙂

Last Summer Hurrah

It’s about this point during the year when I realize it won’t be summer much longer.  Then I’m in panic mode and am frantic to fit in one last summer hurrah.  This year, that last summer hurrah turned out to be a weekend getaway to Vail and although we were only gone for 48 hours, it was the perfect “I need one last summer adventure before I can let go” trip.

We wanted to go up to Glenwood Springs, but I’ll be honest, the hotels there are not that nice.  And not that cheap.  So we opted to stay an hour away in Vail.  Which happens to be a pretty cute little mountain town.

Turned out the Vail International Dance Festival was also going on this weekend, so after getting into town on Friday evening we grabbed dinner and the Ballroom Spectacular.  Both were fantastic.  We ate at Bol, which is this sophisticated restaurant with a super swanky bowling alley hidden away in the back.  And I ate the best gnocchi ever.

We spent the entire day in Glenwood on Saturday.  Well, after Joey fit all this somewhere.

As a child, my parents drove us, and usually Hannah, up to the hot springs where we could spend countless hours in the pool and somehow never be bored.  I have so many fond memories of that pool, and even though I hadn’t been in two years, being there felt so familiar.  Except now I can leave the pool and get a “Naughty Rootbeer” at the Glenwood Canyon Brewing Co.

We woke up early on Sunday morning to watch the sunrise then immediately went back to bed.  It was 40 degrees and we were freezing.  I almost forgot what it felt like to be cold.

Before we headed back we stopped at the Vail Farmers’ Market, which turned out to be huge and much more artist and restaurant-friendly, than farmer-friendly.

Aaaand, I got to see this little guy.

So maybe it wasn’t technically a perfect vacation.  We got lost, were 25 minutes late to our show, almost hit a bear, got lost again, were cold at times and some of us may have been hungry and crabby on Sunday morning, but you know what?  It’s the imperfect parts of vacation that make it so memorable.  I needed that reminder.

Now we’re home, unpacked and finally ready to say goodbye to summer.