Casa Bonita

Most of you who know us, know that Steve is like a big child. Don't get me wrong he is very responsible, very smart and takes care of his family. However when it comes to enjoying certain things he is very much a child at heart. He loves remote control cars and planes. He can spend an hour in the toy aisles of Target going over all the toys he wants and he likes to watch cartoons. Steve's brother, Jim is very similar to Steve in this respect, so when Jim and his fiance and their daughter came to visit us this weekend, it was no surprise- Steve and Jim wanted to go to Casa Bonita.

For those of you who don't know, Casa Bonita is a restaurant that has a waterfall inside complete with divers, a puppet show stage, a "scary, haunted" cave to walk through, a mariachi band, a gift shop, an arcade...well you are getting the idea. It is a restaurant that kids beg to go to. Begging is exactly what Steve and Jim were doing on Sunday... "Please can we go to Casa Bonita!!! Please!!" So Mandy (Jim's fiance) and I finally agreed, simply because we were tired of hearing them whining.

Steve and Jim thoroughly enjoyed Casa Bonita, so did Matty. He instantly fell in love with the large fountain outside.

You should have seen his excitement when he say the huge waterfall inside. He was enamored and added the word "waterfall" to his vocabulary.

Here is Jim and Mandy's adorable daughter, Caley. Like most women she enjoyed shopping in the gift shop, but her parents wouldn't buy her this hat...poor Caley!!

Mandy and I with the kids- And yes, the restaurant is painted pink. I have been asking myself "Why is Casa Bonita painted pink?" since I was a child and have yet to come up with an answer.

I wish you could see the sparkle in their eyes and the quivering excitement these boys felt. They were so excited to go to Casa Bonita!! If only they had this kind of excitement when we asked them to change a diaper.

Thinking about Motherhood...

I was thinking this morning about motherhood. I have a confession to make, it really isn't as hard as I thought it would be. Well, maybe that is not completely true, only partially true. It is amazing how Steve and I have adapted to having a child in our lives, we just make it work and most of the time it works very smoothly. Let me share with you some things about being a mother- One list will be things that are harder than I had imagined and one list will be things that are easier than I had imagined.

Things that have been harder than I ever imagined.

-Keeping a clean house. I used to be quite clean, people would comment about how clean my house was. Don't get me wrong, my house is still clean, most of the time. But with a child it doesn't stay clean for very long and sometimes I just don't want to clean, I have a million other things to do.

-Leaving Matty with anyone. I thought for sure I would always be relieved when I would leave him and get some time away from him. But now I just plain don't want to leave him, I like being with him and I miss him when I am not with him.

-Recovering from being pregnant and having a baby. Although this was quite awhile ago, it feels like just yesterday. It took about 6 months for me to feel "normal" again. Your body and mental health goes to hell and back when you have a baby!! Whew!!

-Discipline. I knew that I would have to discipline my child, but you just have no idea how hard it is going to be and how often you are going to have to do it until your child reaches "that age". Teaching your child good behavior and discipling bad behavior is not for the lazy, laid back parent. It is hard and always will be hard, but you have to do it or you will have a bratty child.

-Losing the baby weight. I easily lost most of it. But the last 10 pounds are still sticking to me- 2 years later. Oh well!!

Things that have been easier than I ever imagined.

-Changing diapers. Piece of cake. I had that down after the first day.

-Integrating a baby in to our life. Like I said before, it just works, it isn't that hard.

-Bringing him out and about. If I need to go to the store, go to a friends house, etc etc, I do it. It isn't hard to transport him and he behaves very well most of the time.

-Sleeping. He has always been a pretty good sleeper, we have had our moments, but all in all I have not ever been extremely sleep deprived.

These lists can potentially go on and on and they can change with time. Being a mother is very fluid it is always changing and moving because that is what your child is doing. This list would probably be very different next year. All in all I believe God gave women an inate ability to be a mother and when us women become mothers we fit right in to that role and it comes to us easier than we thought it would. I am so thankful for being giving the gift of motherhood.

Because it is Friday-

I wanted to share with you this picture that has nothing to do with my post. Isn't it cool??? It is Steve and our friend, Matt, with the fish they caught in Fairplay. I absolutely love this picture.

Buffalo Wings

Steve loves buffalo wings, I mean loves them. They are his favorite food, he begs me to have them for dinner every night, to which I exclaim, "No!" most of the time.
He loves them so much that he actually has two t-shirts that say '12 wings. 3 minutes' and it has a picture of a flame on it- apparently it was some sort of contest at a wings restaurant and he did it twice and has his picture on their wall. I am so proud.

Last night I was out and about while Steve was at home with Matty and I was very close to a local wings shop called Wingin' It, clever right? Anyways, I thought I would be nice and bring a bunch of buffalo wings home to him. Well, actually the real story is, I called him to tell him I was on my way home. He then asked where I was, to which he immediately exclaimed, "You are really close to the wings place!! Will you bring home some wings, please??!!!" I was a sucker and I didn't feel like making dinner, so I caved in. Not surprisingly, he was filled with glee.



Being the deep thinker that I am I started contemplating men's love for buffalo wings. I came up with some ideas as to why Steve and a lot of other men prefer buffalo wings over....well everything:
-Men think they really are wings from a buffalo, not chicken wings.
-Men are reverting back to their innate animalistic instinct to rip meat off bones with their teeth.
-All Men are fans of Buffalo Bill Cody, and think he got his name from the fact that he ate a lot of buffalo wings.
-Men have some sort of super power that can only be powered by eating buffalo wings.
-Men think eating buffalo wings will make them manly men.
-They think everyone is impressed by the fact that they can eat buffalo wings with the spiciest sauce on them and not even break a sweat, when in fact no one even notices and everyone else is doing the same thing.
-All men have bought stock in buffalo wings, every time they eat one their stock goes up 1/4%.
-Men think women love it when they see their man with buffalo wing sauce all over their fingers, lips, chin and tip of their nose when in fact most women hide in the bathroom while their man is eating buffalo wings.

Hmmmmm..... People always say that women are complex, but seriously men are too. What is up with the buffalo wing eating???

odds and ends

I took A LOT of pictures on Saturday at the Air Show. I am noting this because it is very unusual for me. I have a friend that takes pictures of her adorable son all the time, I mean like several a day no matter what they are doing, and they are gorgeous pictures. Someday her son will thank his mother for all the beautiful pictures he has chronicling his childhood and someday my son will give me a noogey for the handful of crappy pictures I took of his childhood.

So everyone give me a hand, I took a lot of pictures on Saturday... I had to share some more.

Seriously, someone is willing to fly in this thing?? I would go 60 feet above ground in it, but that is it, thank you very much!

Matty loved the propellers, he was constantly inspecting them and trying to turn them, isn't he cute in his Hawaiian shorts?

This is the little plane we bought for him. He loved it so much he would drive it along the ground on his hands and knees instead of walking. And let me tell you the pavement was hot, but he didn't care he loved playing with his plane.

Doesn't he look groovy in his sunglasses?

When I first walked up to this plane I had this inner dialogue- this is the same model of plane that Tom Cruise flew in Top Gun and I will mention it to Steve and he will be so impressed I recognized that and he will instantly be reminded of how cool his wife it.

So, I said to Steve, "This is the Top Gun plane, right?"

This was Steve's response to my question, "Nooooo, it absolutely is not, come on Erica!"

Oh well, I tried.

I just love this kid in his sunglasses, he looks so cool! I have the coolest kid on the block!! If only his mom was equally as cool.

Leaving on a Jet Plane... but not really.

Matty loves airplanes. One of his first words was the word airplane. Most people don't believe me when I say that because the word airplane is not an easy word to say, but I kid you not, behind the word Mamma and Dadda and No, it was his first word.



Steve loves airplanes, so he instilled a love for them in to Matty. Steve used to fly airplanes before he started getting very ill when he would fly them. So just to fill the void, Steve got in to remote controlled airplanes. He has approximately 15 airplanes mounted on the ceiling of the garage. (they used to be in the house, until I complained enough to force Steve to ban them to the garage.) From birth Matty was around these remote controlled airplanes. I would take him outside bundled in a blanket and I would hold him in my arms and let him watch the remote controlled airplanes in the sky. To this day, Matt's favorite thing to do is fly these airplanes with his Dadda. And whenever he sees a remote controlled or real airplane in the sky he yells out, "Airplane!" On Saturday Matthew said the word airplane, about 67 times. We went to a local air show- Steve and Matty were in heaven.





We let Matt pick out a toy airplane to take home. I swear to you he has hardly put the thing down since Saturday. Here he is inspecting it after first buying it.

Did you know? The stars that are painted on a fighter jet are the number of planes that fighter has shot down? Here is a picture of the stars on an old World War II plane, inside the stars is the type of plane that was shot down. I did not know this little piece of trivia and thought it was very interesting. Your welcome.

Matt and his Dadda inspecting a plane.

Steve told me to pick out a plane to buy. He was kidding of course, but I made it my mission to find the most deluxe, expensive plane I could find and ask Steve if we could buy it. This was one of them. It was super fancy and swanky on the inside, leather seats, a bed to lay down on, fancy lights, a TV- I could totally travel in one of these small planes without having an aneurysm. Steve wouldn't buy it for me-whatever!

Here is Matt inspecting a plane that is just like his grandpa's plane. It is tiny and really cute, but would surely give me an aneurysm if I rode in it.

This little man loves airplanes, don't get me wrong, I love them too, they are totally cool!! However, I will admit, I will have a very hard time if he decides to fly airplanes sometime in the future. I have nightmares of being in a plane crash and I have fears of people I love being in a plane crash. I also have fears of people I love being in a car crash, being run over by a tractor, stubbing their toes, eating poison, choking on a fish bone, breaking a leg, stepping on a land mine, being shot, getting hit by a car, getting attacked by a pack of dogs, getting a paper cut, being abducted by aliens- I could go on and on. Do I have a worrying problem? No absolutely not, why do you ask? :)

Where did we go Saturday Night?

Saturday night we got to go somewhere we have been wanting to go all summer. We tried to go a little while ago and failed miserably. See how happy our friend, Mark, and Matty were to finally be there!!
Matty was watching the field intently.

Us girls were enjoying a night outside with some nachos, ice cream and beer.

Have you figured it out yet???

We went to Coors Field to watch a Colorado Rockies game!!!

It was an awesome night, Matthew really enjoyed it and behaved almost perfectly. I love summertime in the rockies.

What did YOU do last night?

I have been doing a lot of cooking/baking lately. And last night was no exception. I would like to say that my cooking lately has been because I am trying to save money and eat out less often, I have been wanting to cook for my husband because he likes my cooking, or my inner housewife has been emerging. All of these are partially true, but the real reason for my cooking obsession has been because of the internet. By the way... How did we ever live without the internet??



Anyways, let me introduce you to my friend, the Pioneer Woman. I am slightly obsessed with her. Seriously, I love her, I want to go live with her. Don't tell anyone, okay? Please check out her website, she is an amazing writer and an amazing cook. I have tried many of her recipes and I have loved all of them. http://www.thepioneerwoman.com/



One of the concoctions I made last night was hers. I made her corn avocado salsa. And let me tell you it was nothing short of amazing. Delicious and fresh tasting, I highly recommend it. Here is a horrible picture of it. The flash on my camera is broken, please some help me!!







Then I ventured over to Pioneer Woman's other website http://www.tastykitchen.com/ and found this recipe for peanut butter cupcakes. It was a very easy recipe that sounded decadent. The cupcakes have peanut butter in them and the frosting does also- oh my!! I brought some to Matty's day care, some to work and ate one for breakfast this morning. I would recommend not making these unless you have some self control (unlike me), because they are yummy!!

These cupcakes remind me of something Bakerella would make. Check out http://www.bakerella.com/

She is an amazing baker and takes amazing pictures. I haven't made much of her stuff because I am incredibly intimidated by her recipes, but maybe someday I will work up enough courage.

The internet can be used for many, many bad things. Lately I have come across many ways that the internet is being used for good and it makes me all warm inside!!

By the way, these websites I just told you about are in the category of "bad things on the internet". Why you ask? Because they are making my bottom and thighs bigger! Ahhh!!!

Isn't he lovely?

When I was pregnant, like most pregnant women, I had many worries and fears. I was worried about the health of my baby and myself, the pain of labor, the expense of a child, breastfeeding...I can go on and on. There was another fear that would keep my up at night, it is shameful to admit, but I am not too scared to admit it because I believe every mom has the same fear regardless of her vanity. My fear was that my baby would be ugly.

As you can see my baby did not turn out ugly.

Or did he?

Seriously, I think my child is the cutest child in the entire universe. There is absolutely no child in the world that is as cute as my child. Don't laugh... I honestly believe this.

Look at those chunky legs, don't you just want to take a bite out of them? No.... that is weird?... oh okay, sorry.

I am not so dilusional that I think everyone in the world thinks that my child is the cutest kid in the universe. I am aware that I am one of the few that thinks he is the cutest kid in the galaxy (or any galaxy for that matter).

I will admit, sometimes I wonder; "Is he not as cute as I think he is? Is he actually ugly, and I just cannot see it?"

Whatever the case, I think it is such an awesome gift that mother's and father's get. Every mother and father gets the cutest baby in the world. God made every child perfect looking in their parents eyes. Thank you, God, for giving me the cutest baby in the world :)

Does this nursery have a garage?

When we were making Matty's nursery there were certain things that were a priority. I wanted a nice chair to sit in so I could nurse him and read stories to him, I wanted a changing table for changing diapers, a crib for him to sleep in, I needed a nice big closet with lots of shelves and drawers to store my baby's stuff in, and of course it had to look cute. All of these things were very important when we were putting Matty's nursery together. It never occured to me that one day I would wish one of my priorities would have been making a garage for my baby. Well, that is a mistake I am paying for. Look at what I have to deal with when I walk out on to my back porch...


Matty's many vehicles!!!


He got all of these for his 1st birthday and he still plays every one of them. You would think I could maybe store one of them away, right? No way!! Matt would never allow me to do this, some days he loves one of them and others days he loves a different one and the next day he will love 2 other ones.


Yesterday he loved his airplane. He gets his loves of airplanes from his daddy and his grandpa.


Look at all the things he can do with his airplane...





He can sit on it.

He can stand on it.

He can even work under the hood.

This little boy of mine, is such a little man. He already loves his cars and spends more time with them than he does his own mother!!! Now if only we could get a little minature garage to park them in.

Pathetic

At the beginning of the summer I decided to try to grow some herbs. I planted Parsley, Cilantro, Basil and Chives. The above picture was taken after about 2 months of growth. In case you can't tell I have a very small amount of Cilantro and Chives coming up and no Basil and no Parsley.





.....At least I tried.

Not Me Monday!!

It is Monday again... That means it is time for some confessions. Well, not really confessions, I will say I didn't do the following things, but I really did do the following things. It makes me sleep better at night if I don't completely admit to things. Here we go...

-I definitely did not allow my family and myself to eat at Taco Bell for lunch on Saturday and then eat at Country Buffet for dinner the same day. Not me, I would never eat food so high in lard content twice in the same day. And I would never go to Country Buffet, that would be weird, only people over the age of 70 eat at Country Buffet.

-I did not let my child drink chocolate milk while we were at Country Buffet just to keep him quiet. Not me, I would never use food to quiet my child and I would never allow him to drink chocolate milk for fear that he would never want plain milk again.

-I did not injure my neck this morning by sneezing. No, that would be really strange and embarrassing. I did not sneeze and then cry out in pain because I pulled a muscle in my neck and I haven't been almost in tears all morning because my neck hurts so bad. Not me, I would never do such a weird thing and openly admit it!!

Now I feel much better. Thank you for listening. And seriously I really did hurt my neck while sneezing this morning. It hurts really bad and Advil didn't even help. I will warn you-please be careful when you sneeze it can be very hazardous to your health.

Flushing the toliet and what we did this weekend

Steve and I try to really enjoy our weekends. During the week he is working, I am working, Matty is at day care, etc, etc. we try to have fun and relax, but it is mostly full of stuff that we HAVE to do rather than stuff that we WANT to do. So when the weekends come around our goal is to do things that we WANT to do. This weekend was no exception.

On Friday night my friend, Jackie, organized a girl's night. This was a welcome night for me, I left the little boy with Steve, drove to Jackie's; ate some good food, drank an excellent drink (I will have to share this drink recipe soon, it is my new favorite!!) and had a great time with the ladies!!

Let me tell you a little something about Jackie, she is a modern Martha Stewart. She's an interior decrorator and a wedding planner. So she plans an event like nobody I have ever seen and she has an ability to make anything look beautiful. I make fun of her all the time for her attention to detail, of course I only make fun of her because I am jealous. :) Here is a picture of the girls with their place cards that Jackie made for the night. Of course I made fun of her for the place cards, but in reality they were such a cute touch to her beautifully set table.

On Saturday morning, Steve and I, and some friends went to the Western Welcoming Parade in Littleton. This was the first time we had been to the parade and I am certain it will not be our last. It was a nice way to spend a Saturday morning and a nice change of pace for us. Matthew loved sitting on his daddy's shoulders to watch the parade.

Katie, Alaina, and Jackie loved the parade....

We were all laughing pretty hard at the sign that was posted on one of the trucks in the parade, they were encouraging people to save water. The theme of the parade was "Being Green" Ummm..... I think I will go ahead and waste water, that is gross.

This reminds me of Matty's new favorite thing to do. Flush the toliet. He definetly is not "green". Wasting water by flushing the toliet is totally cool!! Right Matt.....

My Men

When I was pregnant, before we knew he was a boy, I thought for sure the baby was a girl. I believe God has a sense of humor and I thought God would bring Steve and I a little girl, simply because watching a little girl and Steve interact would be hysterical.

My husband is the most manly man you will ever meet, he scoffs at anything feminine. He immediately exits the room when he notices I am watching a movie that would be considered a "chick flick". He would never pluck his eyebrows, get a manicure (he did get a pedicure once, but that is a long story), wear lotion, or worry about what to wear to an event. With all this in mind I thought it would be entertaining to have a little girl for Steve to have tea parties with and hold her dolls for. God obviously had different plans and as much as I would have loved to see Steve interact with a daughter, I would never wish my little man was a girl.

Don't get me wrong, watching Steve and Matt interact warms my heart more than a hot cup of coffee does on a cold, snowy morning. However, sometimes it also causes all the blood in my head to drain to my feet, my mouth to go dry, and me to run away screaming. Let me explain...

On Saturday morning, I was downstairs while the boys were upstairs in our bedroom. I heard a lot of laughing and yelling so I went upstairs to see what was going on. I walked in the room and caught my sweet, tender child standing on the very top of the headboard of our bed (it is approximately 3 feet high), he then hurled his tiny, delicate body on to the bed. I stood there in horror, immediately picturing my child breaking one of his limbs. I gave Steve a dirty look, which only made him laugh harder. I simply stated, "I cannot watch this!" and exited the room.

Yesterday, I was doing some stuff around the house when I entered the living room and found my baby boy standing on the armrest of the couch, he then jumped off the arm rest on to the floor, with Steve sitting near by laughing and telling him, "Good job!" I gave Steve another nasty look and told him, "He is going to break his leg!" To which, Steve rolled his eyes and said, "He is a boy and he is having fun- relax!"

I absolutely love the bond that my 2 men share, however, it pains me that this bond is made stronger with dangerous activities. I am not sure how long I can put up with these "boy activities" without having to be committed to a psych ward.

I know without a doubt; God really does have a sense of humor, but rather than laughing at Steve as I had planned, He is laughing at me.

Weddings!!

The theme of this summer/fall is weddings. My life is full of weddings right now and has been for most of the summer, and it looks like there is no end in sight.

In July my hubby, and 2 of our friends ventured to North Carolina to visit a friend who was getting married. I had never been that far East/South in my boring life so it was rather exciting for me. It was a great small town wedding. My favorite part was the fact that the beautiful bride, Carolyn, wore a tea length dress. It was so unexpected and so sickeningly cute, I loved it!!

The weekend after our visit to North Carolina we went to yet another wedding. It was at this gorgeous ranch in Loveland. I was a little shocked when I learned that the reception would be held in a barn, but I have to say it was one of the most fun weddings I have been to, in fact I had a little too much fun as you can see here....

and here....

This is what happens when you give me a night away from my child, put all my friends and I in a room (or barn) and give us an open bar... I love weddings!!

These 2 weddings are not the end, I have more to go. My hubby's brother is getting married in September. They live in Texas and they are getting married here in Colorado. So, I have been on the phone with them, emailing them, texting them, trying to help them with all the wedding plans- it is not easy for them to plan a wedding that will be held in another state, but it is going to be another great wedding. My favorite part of planning this wedding is the bride. She is the most laid back bride in the history of the world. Seriously, if there was an award for the bride that is the least bridezilla ever, Mandy would get the award. She actually kind of freaks me out.. come on Mandy, show me your bridezilla side, I know it is hiding there somewhere.

There is another wedding that will happen in November. Our good friends are getting married and I am the maid of honor and Steve is the best man. Without sounding too cliche, I would like to say that Steve and I are truly honored to be standing up with this couple, they are the most caring, faithful friends and I am so happy they are finally getting married!!

My favorite part about this wedding, so far, is the trick the bride played on her fiance. She had him believing the dress she wanted to buy encompassed the entire wedding budget and "she just had to have it". This pic was his reaction, well not really but it could be! I just love it when the brides don't take their wedding planning too seriously.

And there is one more wedding worth mentioning. It is not until next summer, but it is going to include our wonderful friends getting married in the mountains and my cute little son will be the ring bearer. So from now until next summer I will be living in constant fear of my child ruining their ceremony :). So far my favorite part about this wedding is the engagement ring. Whenever I am around the bride I stare at her finger and drool, she thinks I have some sort of hyper salivating problem. I am not usually a materialistic girl, but this ring is so beautiful and sparkly and the diamond is so big- I cannot help myself!

Can you tell I love weddings? They represent the start of a new partnership and a new chapter. They are so beautiful, exciting, and full of hope and love. I will admit, I also love weddings because of the free food and drinks, but don't tell anybody I said that.

I wuv ewww, momma

I have never been a real emotional person, I do not wear my heart on my sleeve at all. Usually when I get emotional I do so in the privacy of the bathroom, all by myself and that doesn't happen very often. At least this was true before I had a child.

Since I became a mom I have definetly become more emotional. Just the thought of my child sometimes brings tears to my eyes. I cannot read or watch the news like I used to. When I hear about a child being hurt, killed or even a mother or father being hurt or killed, I often have to go in to the bathroom and cry.

No one warned me that my heart would soften to this degree and I am quite upset about it!! Why does no one tell you about the pain you will feel because of your child? The pain that you feel when you have to leave him, the pain you feel when you stand over his crib after he has fallen asleep, the pain you feel when he climbs in your lap and gives you a kiss, the pain you feel when he yells "momma", the pain you feel when you worry about losing him. It is so painful sometimes that my heart literally aches.

Last week I felt this pain, I felt it so bad, I took a vicodin. (No not really, I'm just kidding about the Vicodin) I was dropping my son off at day care and like usual I said "Bye buddy, I love you." gave him a hug and started walking to the door. This time (for the first time) while I was walking away he said "Bye. I wuv ewww Momma." I gave him a smile and walked out the door. I stood at the door for awhile trying to keep myself from scooping him up, taking him home and never going to work again. I finally got in the car and drove to work. My heart ached all day that day.

This is a Public Service Announcement: Anyone who is childless.... please pay attention....this is a warning so you are not taken by surprise like I was. Having a child will cause your heart to ache on a regular basis. It will cause great pain and grief. It will cause every organ in your body to contort and throb. It will cause nausea, cold sweats, and tears. And no, I am not talking about labor.

I will also caution you... all of this agony and anguish is 225% worth it.

Your welcome.

Not Me Monday!!!

A blog that I read (http://www.mycharmingkids.net/) has "Not me" Mondays every, you guessed it, Monday!! So, since I have my own blog now I have decided to join in. It is a therapeutic way to admit to my shortcomings as a mother, wife, and American citizen, but at the same time I try to convince my readers that I really did not do such a thing, nor would I even think about doing such a thing. Let's get started....

-On Friday I definitely did not allow my child to run around in a diaper that was so wet that it had soaken through to his shorts simply because I wanted to finish serving and eating my dinner. No I absolutely would not do such a thing, that would be terribly selfish, not to mention disgusting.

-On Sunday Steve and I did not sit on the couch most of the day watching movies and playing old school video games and allow Matty to sit with us and play some video games as well. No, we would definitely not have allowed our child to be so dormant and we would never be so darn lazy for an entire day, that would be disgraceful!

-I most certainly did not serve Chef Boyardee Ravioli for lunch yesterday, that would be so unhealthy and so nutritionally inadequate, I would never allow my family to eat canned ravioli!!

-I would never, and I mean never eat approximately 30 Hershey's chocolate kisses this weekend! I mean who would do that? Who would have such little self control?? Definitely not me!!

See how it works? Just confess to your shortcomings and you will feel much better, but at the same time, don't confess, pretend like you would never do such a thing. It is so much fun, I highly recommend it!! Have a great week!!

Take me out to the ballgame...

This was supposed to be a post about our wonderful Saturday night at Coors Field, when we watched a game between the Rockies and the Chicago Cubs. But it is not, well it is, sort of, but not really. Let me explain....

A few of our friends and us planned on going down to Coors Field before the game to buy Rockpile tickets, the cheapest, easiest seats to get.

Saturday evening we drive 30 minutes to get downtown, pay $15 for parking, walk 10 blocks to the field, go to the ticket window and Steve asks the ticket guy, "Can we get some rockpile tickets, please?" He gives him a weird look and says, "Are you from Colorado?" The native Coloradoan, Steve, is speechless for a minute and lies, "Nooooo." The ticket guy nods his head, gives us a pitied look and says, "Well that explains a lot, rockpile tickets go on sale 2 1/2 hours before the game and usually sell out within 1/2 hour, especially for games against teams like the Cubs."

We walk away with our heads down low, feeling quite stupid. How could we have not known this? We have all lived here most, if not all our lives and we had no idea they ever even sold out.

After trying to find reasonably priced tickets from scalpers and failing at that as well, we decide to go get some beer. I mean we weren't going to go back home after paying $15 for parking!!

Here we are watching the Rockies game, so much better than being there in person.

Or not.

Matty was enjoying the restaurant, he decided to clean the place with a baby wipe. Have I mentioned his latest obsession... cleaning? He really enjoys picking things off the floor and bringing them to me and cleaning the tables he is sitting at. Not that there is ever dirt on my floors or on my tables.

Here he is cleaning the floor of the restaurant.

Cleaning the chairs, as well.

They really should have given us a discount on our check, I mean Matthew cleaned for them!

Regardless of missing the game, it was a fun night. The good news is, we now know exactly what to do next time we want rockpile tickets; and for those of you who didn't know how to either (all 5 of you), your welcome.