memorial day weekend in pictures

Well, we really didn't do much. Except on Sunday, when we said goodbye to our entire family in Denver. Which sucked really, really bad. How will T live without this...

or B without this?


Monday, my dear friend set up shop at the Boulder Creek Arts Festival. I'd link you to her ridiculously beautiful jewelry line, but everyone in her family has had a blog at some point and no one has yet linked to her, so I'm guessing I shouldn't either. Just take my word for it, the girl's a genius. Anyway, we headed up that way on Monday afternoon to pay her a visit...



(pretty and talented. Some girls have it all.) And of course we had to go jump in the creek after that...





We followed that up with a little rock-climbing...



We met a pregnant woman and suggested names for her baby which we thinks she really liked, I enjoyed being able to nurse the baby in public, 'cause you see, Boulder's COOL like that (sadly, no pictures for you of that!) and then we were off for home.

The wedding I have been working on was Monday night. It was beautiful and a lot of work. I spent the night calming down uncles, checking for people sneaking booze outside, washing dishes and cutting cake. My old boss was helping me cut the cake, which by the way was the prettiest cake I have ever seen, and I made the mistake of saying to him that this whole cutting cake with him thing felt a good bit like we'd just gotten hitched. He tenderly put an arm around my shoulder and said "oh honey, if we'd just been married it would feel more like this"...

And that's when he smashed a great big slice of the black and white wedding cake into my face. Jerk. So, blah blah blah, the reception ended, we ran next door for late night happy hour and then my old boss/cake-smasher and I headed over to Nallen's, the world's best pub, where we drank a lot of Smithwick's and even more whiskey until they kicked us out. Not a bad holiday.

How was yours?