I've decided that I officially love being whisked away for the weekend.
Leaving on short notice (and being taken by surprise) ended up being wonderful, and I was even able to get everything done that I needed to before we left.
I feel really lucky to have the in-laws that I do. I had some people ask why we weren't going home to New York over the weekend, and simply, if my parents weren't across the country, we would have loved to go to New York. But my in-laws are some of the most incredible people I know, and going to Denver feels like going home too.
It was a relatively quiet weekend; Chin's little brother, Graham, had basketball games Friday night, and we spent a good portion of the weekend eating, exercising, and being together as a family.
We had the chance to get together with some of the Pingree's family friends this weekend, the Fishels. Christian and David (the one in the checkered shirt) went to high school together, and have remained close friends since. They were groomsmen in each others weddings and we always try to get together with them when we come to Denver.
We met them at the Union, one of the best bistros I've ever eaten at. The food was divine (Thai Chicken flatbread, White Cheddar fondue, Scallops with Apple Bacon Risotto, and Salted Caramel ice cream to name just a few) and the company even better.
And what wouldn't make the night complete without a waitress trying (and failing) to take a picture of our group? (Only a mild disaster)
The Pings were also nice enough to help me celebrate my birthday (I swear I didn't wear that sweater the whole weekend...) a little early. On Sunday they made a great dinner filled with ribs, twice baked potatoes, and lemon poppyseed cake with raspberry curd.
It was a very PINK birthday. I guess they know me well enough to know how much I love pink. They helped me check off a few things of my summer clothes wish list, including this pink seersucker bathing suit (thanks Chin!) and this new gingham button down and matching bracelet.
I'm telling you they rock.
And then there were the pups. One of my favorite things about Denver is Sunny and Charli. Charli (the one being smothered by Graham) loves only two things: her tennis ball and her squirrel. The only ways to make her happy in life.
And Sunny. She must constantly be pet, snuggled, paid attention to, or fed. She's quite the girly girl and loves being pampered.
She kept getting stuck in her blanket. Poor girly.
How was your weekend?
I hope you're loving the holiday and catching up on some sleep :)