Moving Right Along...

We had a fabulous weekend in Denver. Our seats at the Rockies v. Brewers game were amazing. We were only 7 rows directly behind the former CO governor, Bill Owens... which also meant we were just out of the wait service section. I was drooling as I watched everyone get served food and beverages without having to leave their seat. Obviously our tickets were a bit cheaper than theirs. I think our seats spoiled us for future games, though. They were just that great...
That empty seat in the front row was where the former governor was sitting. I didn't want to look like a stalker, so I waited until he got up to take a pic. I only almost got hit by a foul ball once. :) I was smart and ate Chick-fil-A before the game, so I only had to pay for a lemonade (which was hand-squeezed amazingness) and a pretzel. J, on the other hand, blew through $40 in no time between food and a couple of beers. After the game, we walked back to our hotel and realized we weren't ready to retire just yet. So, we stopped at Katie Mullen's Irish Pub and listened to an amazing blues guy. (You're probably thinking what we were... blues in an Irish pub?!) We didn't catch the name, but it was great to sit and listen-- and I didn't feel totally out of place drinking my club soda with cranberry. Surprisingly, we sat right next to girl with a Razorback shirt on, but I didn't feel like bugging her about whether she was actually from Arkansas. We saw three people from Steamboat in there, too. When it came time to leave, my feet were throbbing from all of the walking. It's amazing what a few extra pounds does. I looked like I had sausage fingers and toes. It was hot.

The next day, we went to just about every home store you could imagine in order to find a new media console. J was sure that our old one was fine, but it wasn't meant to hold a television... let alone our new, larger television. I had nightmares that the dogs would run down the stairs and send it toppling over. Plus, our child will be pulling up on it in no time and could hurt himself. Our last stop was at Pier 1, and we ended up buying the one that I had liked to begin with. (I guess I should say it was the one that I kind of liked that was actually in our price range.) I kept thinking we might find something better, but we weren't happy with anything else we saw... and this one was on sale. They only had the floor model in stock and weren't willing to sell it to us. That is... until my husband said we had driven 3 hours to get it and weren't coming back anytime soon (which is when I promptly stuck my belly out as far as possible and walked over to find out what the deal was). I told him that they weren't going to be willing to let a $400 sale go out the door, and sure enough, the manager changed her mind. Yay!
We also stopped at Anthropologie to use my birthday discount. Unfortunately, they no longer carry the white ruffled shower curtain that I have been loving for eons. Naturally, I waited too long to decide I would splurge on it. Instead, I got this one, while J slept on a chair outside. Gotta love a guy that knows his wife is going to take forever to look at everything in the store, despite not being able to fit into any of the clothes. I was really, really good and didn't buy anything else. It was torture.
On our way out of the big city, we stopped at Home Depot. I sold the mismatched lamps from our living room in our yard sale last month and had decided we needed sconces to go on each side of our couch. I specifically wanted swing-arm sconces with shades. I had looked online for something earlier in the week and hadn't settled on anything, so I figured it wouldn't hurt to check Home Depot. They had something that was similar, so we picked up a couple. The shades ended up being a bit smaller than I would like, but that's an easy fix.

When we got home, we got to work. We had had the carpets cleaned while we were gone because of the infamous chimney-sweep incident, so we had to move all of the furniture back into the room. We put the new media console in place and installed the sconces. Doing so made me promptly realize that I really, truly hate the area rug we had in there. Gone! Isn't it funny how putting in a few new things makes you instantly think that something else doesn't work? It was like a whole new room. And... my husband now thinks I'm crazy. Hey-- I call it nesting.