Saw Amos Lee with Mary in Boulder the first month we moved to Denver?
Received a really awkward lap dance from some dude in a g-string while in Vegas?
Went to Denver with my sissy before I ever had an idea that I would end up moving there?
Along those same lines, had short hair?
Lived downtown Denver with a pool + scene that resembled Spring Break in Mexico every weekend?
Spent an entire weekend at a music festival with these people?
And at the end of our weekend, our apartment counter looked like this?
Did yoga on top of a mountain at Estes Park?
Met William Fitzsimmons!!!!?
Then did the most natural thing, screamed our guts out in the car about it?
Made at least a dozen of pillows with Mary and Oliver?
And used them in my living room where I had a teal stripe painted throughout my entire living room?
Had far too much fun at the Brew Fest...or should I say drank far too many samples at the Brew Fest?
Met the hosts of What Not to Wear?
Went to an ahh-mazing OAR and Citizen Cope concert at Red Rocks with my awesome friend Jason?
Made ravioli and have a photo of the first night I hung out with my then coworkers later turned best friends?
Knew how to mix a mad martini?
Then proceed to get proposed to by my gay husband with a flower?
Designed a mascot?
Attended the wedding of my childhood best friend after not seeing her for 15 yrs?
Saw a Nuggets playoff game with my entire Production team in a suite?
Ahhh, memory lane. You are fun.