First, I want to say that everyone that was touched by the tragedy in Omaha and the ones in Colorado are in my thoughts and prayers...my weekend seems not so important.
Notes from my trip to Denver...
I got to the airport to find that my plane was delayed. Not by much, just 1/2 hour, so I spent some quality time at the airport bar! Imagine that!!
I finally arrived in Denver and finally got to the place I thought I was suppose to be at. After getting outside, I realized that I had gotten turned around and was at the wrong terminal. After talking to Flack, she told me to stay put and she would drive to the other area and pick me up. So, she did. The Denver airport is a smidge larger that the Omaha airport!
That night we went and listened to a local Denver band. They were really good and pretty darn cute!
The next day it started snowing. We went to lunch and then did a little shopping. She was bowling that night, so off we went to the bowling alley. I did actually bowl as they were short a couple people and needed someone to help "pace" with the other team. She bowls with this guy named Shorty. Of course Shorty is 6' 7" and weighs about a buck. Apparently the two of them didn't know that you were suppose to drink when you bowl. I'm not talking about a couple beers, I'm talking that by the end of the night you should have about 7-8 pitchers and some shots. Needless to say, by the third game, I was cheering if I knocked over one pin. I normally bowl pretty good, but not that night.
After bowling we moved it to the lounge at the bowling alley. There was a private party going on that we crashed. We really didn't mean to, but there weren't any signs or anything, so we just sat down. Flack, Shorty and I made friends with some of the people, but some of them weren't very happy we were there. By the 7th pitcher, we didn't care. We danced, sang and had a good ol' time.
The next morning, we weren't in any shape to do much of anything. We went to the KC/Denver game. (I'm a KC fan, she is a Denver fan). Her family have had season tickets since 1964. I've never had such good seats to a football game. We were in the end zone - 6 rows up. It was awesome! It was, however, very cold. My body was pretty warm, but my feet were freezing. We didn't drink due to the fact that after the night before, there was no way we were going to!
The game was a train wreck for me, but I cheered for my Chiefs until the bitter end. (I did suggest leaving at the beginning of the 4th qtr, but was denied! After it was over (and my feet were unthawed) we drove around downtown Denver and looked at the lights. We then went for supper where we were still not drinking.
This morning I went to work with Flack and we burned some CD's to bring back with me. We had lunch and I flew back late this afternoon. I decided to check a bag because I was coming home with more than I left with. Of course, my bag didn't show up and is still in Denver. So, I guess I won't get my clothes until tomorrow.
I had a great time and slept with Harley and Mommy the dog and cat. They loved to cuddle!!
I'm pretty tired and I'm looking forward to going to bed early. We might get some ice and snow tonight and tomorrow - welcome back to me!
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