Finally!

Found that little bugger.







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How do you spell love?

S-a-r-a a-n-d J-a-i-m-e.

Okay, that took way too long and totally wasn't worth it.

Ashley, Sara, Jaime and I take turns hosting impromptu dinner parties. These girls and I have been known to entertain ourselves in a vehicle, no music on, stopped at a red light, laughing in hysterics about the different size of radio dials. And yes, that is a real life example. Ash couldn't make it, but Sara and James came over to my place for some wild rice, mushroom and chicken soup with a wedge salad. I had the best of intentions of taking a few photos of dinner, but per usual I got 120% engulfed into conversation up until the minute they left. I love my girls.







Yes we polished off 3 bottles of wine, yes the picture is deceiving and only shows 1 wine glass, and yes thats my Chap-Stick in the middle of the dinner table. Anyone who knows me knows wherever Beth goes, her Chap-Stick goes.

I'd really love to sit and share some hi-larry-us and borderline offensive stories from the night, but I just saw an hour of WAG {Will and Grace} is on Lifetime and let's be honest, WAG trumps all.


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Luck o' the Irish

You know what makes me happy? Eating out of all white dishes.





Maybe just glance at the picture instead of studying it. If you study it you may see crumbs from my eggs, toast and salad that occupied these dishes 07 minutes before that picture was taken. But then again you may not.

Also, I did it again. I hung out in Denver as the Giant Green Giant disguised as a 25 year old grill. I had just finished at the gym and was 10 minutes into my grocery stopping at Sunflower when I realized I had BRIGHT green running shorts on (Yes the bad 80's kind) my sage green with neon green accents running jacket, green handbag and of course I put my grocery list on my Notes in my phone with a lime green case. Seriously I was just waiting for someone to shout "ST. PATTY'S DAY WAS 2 WEEKS AGO STRETCH." To which I would have walked over and commented on their balding hair and/or bad dye job (Because of course giants can see the tops of everyones head) and told them to have a jolly good day.

Now if you'll excuse me I have some canning of my green beans to finish.


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SolarDad.

Whenever I'm feeling especially homesick or missing my fam-dam, I drink out of this coffee mug for like a week straight. My dad is always tickled whenever I tell him I'm using it, because the bees have since been removed from the logo. Like I even needed to tell you that though!!! Of COURSE you are updated on the always evolving SolarBee logo.








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Hilow blah blah.

There is very little about my weekend that you guys don't already know. I worked on the apt. I hung out with Jaime and Ryan - blah, blah. Mary and I did take a fun road trip Saturday - here are just a few pictures. I'll show more and tell more stories when I'm not nodding off in between
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words.

Haha get it? Sorry. Lame. Pictures!





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A is for Awesome.

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Like mother, like daughter.

My mom has been eating this for breakfast since I was knee-high to a grasshopper (My Grandpa taught me that saying this past summer and I try to use it whenever I can. He also taught me one about a cat on a hot tin roof, but I haven't totally mastered that one yet). She has a very specific way of eating this and I used to tease her about it, but now it tooooootally makes sense.

Eat half of the piece of toast with butter, the entire jelly piece, then the rest of the butter piece. You don't want to end your breakfast with a sweet tummy! At least in the Summerfield house you don't.

I text her this photo and she text back saying we can make freezer strawberry jam when she comes to visit in May! That makes me a happy grill. (My little cousin Caitlyn had a hard time saying "girl" growing up, so she would say "grill" instead.) Wow look at all the family stories you guys got in one post! I'll quiz you tomorrow.

Love you, ma!




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Not like I needed the visual validation...

...however, staying home from work today only further confirmed for me that Forks does 2 things all day:
1. Sleep.
2. Look out the window.




On another note - I really need a boyfriend to take photos of ASAP so I quit blogging photos of my cat.


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Patience is for the birds.

Never been my strong suit. So when I compiled these photos to post Friday about my fun week - I got inpatient and just needed to post them today. Yes - needed. Not wanted.










Yay. Life is good.

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Testing 3,4

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Testing 1,2.

Don't mind me!




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Never Eat Shredded Wheat.

I realized the other day that I have windows facing all directions. Never you mind that my North facing window is a money shot into the attic of my neighbors house. It's still a North facing window far as I can tell. But this one by far is my favorite - West! It's the direction that's got it going on. Mountains...downtown view...sunsets. You really can't fully appreciate it until you see it in real life. Have you booked your flight yet? Give me a 24 hour window of warning, please. It gives me enough time to stock my fridge and check the forecast. Can't wait to see you!






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Coolest thing I saw all day.

And that includes seeing Mary's face when I snuck up and maybe scared her sitting in her car when we met for lunch.

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Hilow Week{end} 3!

It's 8:38p and I've been struggling to stay awake for an hour now. Something that will lead to a short night and a short blog post for shiz!

Highs:
1) I spent majority of the weekend with Jaime, her sister and Ryan's family helping wedding plan in addition to attending a play at the DCPA. Saturday afternoon after trying on bridesmaid dresses, Jaime, Gina and I enjoyed lunch and margaritas on a patio, did a little shopping and a lot of giggling!
2) Mary Ida text me at 7:30am this morning saying she was out grabbing coffee and delivered one to my front door! So sweet and thoughtful - Mary is my morning person idol, and today was no exception.
3) I have (slowly but surely) really dug into final unpacking/decorating and I have so many pieces in my apartment that are really important to me. In one room I have one of Morgan's drawings...my most favorite drawing and my great grandma Biel's bookends. I love seeing them both with me in my apartment. : )

Low:
1) Klutz Beth wiped outtttttt Wednesday night on a run after work and it's totally safe to say that the sidewalk totally got the best of me and my right knee. I hobbled around with a bruised, bleeding and swollen knee all weekend that was really just more obnoxious rather than a low!
2) This will be my third weekend in this apartment, and I embarrassingly enough STILL have boxes in my apartment. Still. It's enough to drive me bonkers. But somehow in my 25 years of life, I've become painfully meticulous at how I decorate and what I put on my walls. One would think after 3 weeks I'd have a clue on what I want my living room to look like, but one would think wrong.

And now, a few fun photos for your enjoyment. One I took, two my mom sent me from CA. I'll let you pick who took which photos!




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Don't quote me on this...

But I think someone rather enjoys the view from our new casa.




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Green with predictablity.

Last week as I was walking down the street carrying my big green handbag, texting on my phone with a bright green phone case while wearing a green scarf, I realized I needed to work on being more subtle incorporating my favorite color into my everyday life. Then I went to the grocery store and happened to glance down into my cart only to see:







No your eyes aren't deceiving you and yes I have all green items in my cart with the exception of garlic and bananas. I guess I have to work on my color subtlety in more areas of my life than just wardrobe.

Speaking of green - Happy St Patrick's Day from Boomer and his kilt to you and yours!







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Bart our Audio Guy.

My life is better, brighter and funnier with this man in it.

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Riddle me that.

Help me make sense of something if you will - as I was doing dishes tonight I realized a little somethin' somethin' about myself.  Currently in my life, I have a (roughly) 4 by 2 inch hole in the ceiling of the landing of my apartment.  Something I see and pass by a dozen times a day, and it's the very first thing you see when you walk into my apartment.  I also have pretty serious bumper owies on the back left of my car.  Scrapes, dents - the whole deal.  At work, the tower of the computer my boss built for me sits on the ground near my feet.  Over the years, the outer shell and innards of it have slowly started coming apart and may or may not be falling all over the floor and are something I kick multiple times a day.  All these things I listed?  Don't bother me in the slightest.  Noooooot even a little bit.  Yeah, I think about fixing them all at some point, but truth be told?  That's as far as it gets.

However.

While washing the pots and pans I used after cooking tonight's dinner, I realized I have a new cook spot on one of my pans.  I scrubbed at that sum'bitch for probably 15 minutes before realizing it wasn't going to go anywhere.  This situation I just described?  Nearly put me in hysterics.  Also, probably last year right about this time I was hosting American Idle night for Jon, Kevin, Chris and Tim.  Well our sweet delicate flower Jon was unfortunately unemployed at the time which would lead to his personal Happy Hours beginning at roughly 3pm. After inviting the guys ladies over, Jon got awfully shrill about how badly he wanted to make his homemade spaghetti sauce for us.  Knowing better than to argue with the man woman after a few Manhattan Martini's , I let him take the reigns in the kitchen.  What he didn't tell me?  The first step in this magical sauce required SCORCHING a can of tomato paste on the bottom of the pan with some sausage and scraping it off to add to more cans of tomatoes.  You guys I'm not kidding when I say I was sweating and clutching my wine glass so hard I was afraid it would burst into a billion pieces watching him SCRAPE the bottom of my perfect, amazingly amazing pan knowing what sort of irreversible damage it would cause.

Why do I get so up in arms over things that sit in a cupboard but a few hours of the day, when other rather large and substantial items are unquestionably in need of some TLC and repairs, yet I couldn't give a hoot about?

I don't know either.

Hilow.

Muhaha - get it?  Hilow sounds like hello.  It's also the High and Lows of my weekend.  Hey-oooo.

Sometimes it scares me how easily entertained I am.

Highs:
*Chad Rail.  I could pick out 983892 moments from the weekend that made the High list, but I'll just say him in a nutshell.  We at last minute were able to find good airfare for him to come out and surprise his sister for her birthday celebration/St. Patty's Day in Denver!  Chad moved to NM about 2 years ago after living in Denver for almost 6 years, so he still has a really good friend/family base that live here.  We laughed, we cried, we drank, we ate, we slept, we laughed some more.  (I lied, we didn't cry - but this morning we were able to count 3 people that we randomly saw crying last night, so technically we weren't the ones doing the crying - but there was crying done.)
Seeing Cole's face when Chad snuck up and surprised her.  She FLIPPED out then asked, and I quote "Am I really drunk, or is my brother here?!"  It was the perfect birthday gift for the birthday girl!
Walking from my apartment downtown to get my car this morning.  When Chad lived here, we would do that every Sunday morning - just go out, pick up coffee and walk for hours and hours.  Though selfishly, this made us late for the airport when we should have just taken a cab - I was a happy, happy girl.

Lows:
Dropping him off at DIA - duh.  Bet you didn't see that one coming!  It was a mix of dropping him off after a picture perfect weekend, not knowing when I would see him again and having to come home to an empty apartment.  This is always my least favorite part about having company and dread it each and every time I know someone is visiting.  Having to coming home to an empty apartment after it was just filled with laughter and love hours earlier.  Meh - that's life though right!


*Who is Chad Rail?  This is Chad Rail.

Photo taken circa a 2008 Rockies Game!

I met Chad almost 3 years ago.  We dated.  We broke up.  He moved to NM.  We dated again.  We broke up again.  Right now we are somewhere in the middle - and that makes Beth a happy girl.

From MT to my living room!

Thanks, Skype.





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I <3 Cap Hill.

Look at the cute little sticker guy hiding out on 13th! Heart him.





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Whoops.

I need another photo application like I need a hole in my head. Butttttttttt - I actually have no argument. Fun funky photo filters for .99?! Yes please.

Oh - wait a minute. Say that out loud quick. Fun funky photo filters. That's fun for me.












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This is my life.

You would think making the bed would be one of the most mindless tasks you'd do all day - right? Not in my house. Not with a stubborn kitty who likes to torment me every. single. morning when I go to fix the bed. This morning he didn't want to move while I put my pillows on the bed. Exhibit 1-4:




Anddddddd Exhibit 5.




This is my life.

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True story.

I could eat avocado toast all day, everyday.




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Things that make you go :D

Walking out my front door this morning and the very first thing I see is a guy walking down the street holding a bunch of tulips. He is going to make some lucky girl (or guy) smile.

Driving to work and seeing a gentleman walking around with his Ash's already on his forehead at 8:45am. My grandma would have urged me to stop and ask if he has any single sons. Or if I'm being perfectly honest...ask if he's single himself.

Friendly strangers in Chipotle's lunch line.

Complimentary men selling the Denver Voice on the 16th St Mall. He probably only told me I looked like a Swedish supermodel for me to fork out a dollar for his newsletter but if I'm being perfectly honest, I'm not above paying $1 for a compliment.

Southwest Airlines!

Blue skies and sunshine in March.



What made you go :D today!?



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3:1

I love the idea of all the cute weekend recaps I see on...what's it called?  This here inter-web?  Yeah.  Inter-web.  I think my rendition of it will be my own High and Low of the Weekend.  But this time (and hopefully every time I do this) the highs greatly outweigh the lows.

High(s):
Friday night.  What I had intended the night to be was inviting some of my Denver favorites over to Penn St. to assist in ending my stay there on a high note, turned into Jaime, Ryan, Ashley, Mary and I cracking a bottle of champers (and maybe a beer or 8), two pizza's and laughing to the point of tears on my (new!) kitchen floor.  My aunt worded it perfectly when she said it wasn't so important that I needed to say goodbye to the old place, but hello to my new one.  And the perfect hello we had.  : )
Saturday afternoon.  Among the pure chaos of moving up appx 35 stairs, living on the corner of two one-way streets (so finding a place to park the vehicles we were unpacking was less than ideal) and JAMMING my sofa up the stairs...I had to run to the hardware store.  On my way back home I was at the light right next to my apt, and seeing my boss's (huge and manly) truck parked UP on the sidewalk and all my amazing and motivated movers scurrying around and unpacking the truck was so moving watching them all there helping ME.  It was one of the greater warm fuzzies I will probably ever experience.
Sunday night.  I had committed to taking Jaime and Ryan's Save the Date photos in downtown Denver.  I can't express how much silly, lighthearted and genuine fun the three of us have together.  Also, the love that I was able to capture between the two of them was so moving and inspiring to me.  After we took the photos, Team Amazing Race headed back to their house, enjoyed a (2) bottle(s) of wine while cooking chorizo & sweet potato enchiladas (highly, HIGHLY recommend this recipe!  We used Ryan's grandmother's famous homemade enchilada sauce, but otherwise we followed the recipe to a T!).  We laughed, we danced, we goofed around and it was THE perfect ending to a rather long and exhausting weekend.

Low:
Saturday evening.  Cleaning and my final goodbye to my Pennsylvania St. apartment.  It wasn't so much that I wanted to hurry out of that place and close the door to the memories I made there, but I was that much more excited to get to my NEW home and start making the memories here.

So a 3 to 1 ratio isn't bad, is it?!  I don't think so.  Glad you agree.  : )

We made it!

After 4 hours of loading and unloading, 3 SUV's, one truck, one small trailer (all which were parked up ON the sidewalk at one point), 9 bodies, 12 breakfast burritos, one failed moved sofa (RIP), one hole in the ceiling, a deconstructed box spring, one very confused and temporarily pissed off cat and his exhausted mother....we finally made it!



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Hey Mr. Grumpygills...

I need to take a page out of Dory's book:

For anyone who was wondering...

...Forks did NOT pick up on the whole "Pay it forward" idea - clearly he does not read my blog. But it was 5am vs 2am, which for some reason didn't upset me nearly as much.

And in case anyone else was wondering - my hair is held up with a pencil today. I found it mixed in one of my bathroom drawers and it was the simplest, most appealing option for a hairstyle this morning after 2 straight nights of being up packing past midnight. That kind of scares me for what tomorrow's hairstyle will look like. Good thing I already packed my shower cap.


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Pay it forward.

I was overwhelmed with nice people today.  How often can one say that?  Giving parents.  Kind landlords.    Understanding garage managers { who understand the hassle of moving and the inconvenience of losing your $75 garage badge in (hopefully) one of the 349 boxes in your apt., and who understand it just MIGHT turn up over the weekend and kindly give you 5 free Get Out Of Free Parking Garage Jail Cards instead of paying $6/day while waiting for it to turn up } Loving friends who cancel their nightly workout to grab a bite and giggle with you after an especially trying day.

I need to start paying it forward.  I think I'll start with cracking Forks' favorite window tonight for him to breathe in the crisp, fresh Spring air and flirt with the cute girlie alley cats.  Maybe he'll pay it forward by NOT waking me up by kicking around his favorite bell ball at 2am.

American Idle.

I'm 110% judging myself for how excited I am that American Idol is finally live tonight - raise the roof!  I blame one sole person for this addiction: Everett Jonathan Graff.  See, Jon lives and breathes for Idol.  I'm going to sell Jon out here for a second: The man has 3 Idol magnets on his fridge.  He moved to CA about 4 months ago, and I haven't even seen his new fridge - but I know he had 3 in CO, and I know those 3 made the move.  Secret?  When I first moved here, and Graff would invite me over twice weekly (Tuesday for the performances, Wednesday for the results) for Idol, I went strictly for the social aspect.  Good food, great drinks and even better company - I didn't really even like the show!  But now?  I'm like a kid in a candy store knowing the auditions are over and it's Live from here until the end of the season.

A few of my favorite past season moments:
Caw! Caw!  Fact: I was the only one I knew who liked (loved) Megan.  My friends would get so annoyed at me because they thought I liked her strictly out of spite.  Fact: My friends HATED Megan.
Who can forget this gem?  Fact: I kept this in my DVR for the better part of 5 months, and would watch it over, and over and overandoverandoverandover again.
Le sigh.  Fact: I echo every sentiment I said about the above video.  Fact: I even have the judge's commentary down pact.
These two.  Fact: I still secretly hope they get back together, and I've never met them!...and never will meet them.

But my #1 favorite .  The man who has my heart.  Mr. Kris Allen .  Fact: I saw him live about 4 months ago!  I wouldn't let anyone speak to me while he was performing.  Beth + Kris = Love.  Fact:   I didn't speak to my friend Shannon for a few days after the Idol finale where Kris beat out Adam because she was (and still is) a huge ginormous, over the top, die hard Adam Lambert fan. Never to worry - Shan Pizzy Bambert Stephanie and I have worked out our differences and have realized our hearts belong with different men, and that's okay.  Fact: I once text Shannon 30 times in one night strictly about my feedback to Idol performances.

But my favorite thing?  Idle and idol are the same word.  So pull up a chair, your favorite drink, order in Thai and remain idle while watching Idol.

Jonny - I dedicate this post to you!  You are the single biggest and most painful pain in my ass, but there is no way I could love you more.  Come home soon!

One last thing, then I'll let this topic go for the night.  My favorite American Idol + Jon Graff story:
We would often order in the night of Idol mostly because everyone would get off work, but ass to get their workout in for the night, then go straight to Jon's sweaty and Idol hungry.  We ordered in Thai one night, and Jon was so twiterpated about missing the first few minutes Idol and the food getting there, he mistakenly tipped the delivery man $40!  FORTY DOLLARS!?!?!!!  Forty dollars.  $40 for a less than $20 meal. 

Out of the {packing} box post.

I've realized how overwhelmingly many posts lately have been about moving, so I'm about to switch it up! For now anyway. I can't promise what I'll feel like blogging about in the next 15 minutes.

Since living in Denver, I've gotten obnoxiously close with my coworker Jaime and her handsome boyfriend (of 9 years) Ryan. (Can you say High School Sweethearts?!) We make it a point to cook dinner once a week, have our own Team AR, and I've been known to email/text with Ryan all day everyday with mindless banter. Needless to say I was beyond thrilled when they got engaged in October! And further, I was beyond honored when they asked me to be one of 3 bridesmaids in their wedding this September. These two and their beautiful families have opened up their homes to me on numerous occasions - I really do claim them all as my own. Below are some sneak peeks into what I know will be one of the moat breathtaking and beautiful weddings I've ever attended!

Sneak Peek #1

Sneak Peak #2

Sneak Peak #3


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