I Like Having Fun.

So far, we’re 23 days into the year of the Lord Two Thousand and Ten. I have to say, it’s been real, thus far. From trips to California, Utah, back to Colorado and then back to Utah, to Nuggets games in suites to dance parties and dining in covered wagons… there is no room in my life to complain at the moment. Well, perhaps other than the fact I haven’t had a minute to blog. That and the fact that Matt Harvey won’t get off my couch…

I know I promised I would update Rhymes more, alas, things can be hectic and I haven’t. But, here is my super post number two of 2010. My goal is to get on here at least every other day, even if it’s just to show you my new shoes, or something like that. I know that prospect leaves you all breathless.

But, in the meantime, here is a photo update from the Nuggests game with the besties and the party after… including the best day of all time… ZOOT DOWN! Have you ever rolled dice with “My Man” for a Jazzercise pass while drinking bottomless mimosas and then found a random Ginger kid to drive you to the Zoo? I didn’t think so.

Let’s start with an all-time night… Lesley, Jess, Shawna and I got gussied up and went to the Nuggets / Cavs game. Thanks to the Emage boys, we had a suite. It ruled. LeBron is huge and Chauncey is still the man. Thuggets win. Snap.

Besties at the Thuggs game.

Stella in the suite when you arrive is awesome.

LB and more Stella.

Sisters!

Super weird Halftime show.

This pretty much sums it up.

After the game, we went to Suite Two Hundred to party with LeBron. Yup, LeBron. No paparazzi, please. We then went to Meadowlark and ran into JT! He hefted Lesley and I up at the same time, one in each arm. He is Hercules.

Mikael didn't know what was about to hit him.

Then he found out. He taught us a song... in his native African dialect. Needless to say, I don't remember it.

Getting sassy.

Drinks and Boobs. All day.

Jess may or may not have peed her pants, again.

Oh yeah, Anya was there too. Because where isn't Anya?

He's standing up tall. One of us in each arm. Strongest. Man. Ever.

DJ Largechild.

An to the Ya.

What's a party without a little kissing?

Best Pic.

Leather, lace and fixie bike... Lesley is a hipster. As if you didn't know.

After a quick cab ride back to Lesley’s house, and a impulsive trip to Seven-Eleven where Jess spent $50, we crashed. Only to wake up still a little tipsy from the night before and decided the best move was to kick it down the street to Root Down for brunch. I’m not talking your average country club brunch or Vegas buffet. Root Down offers bottomless mimosas in two different flavors as well as the best Bloody Marys of all time, concocted by none other than Root Down bartender extraordinaire,  “My Man.” His real name escapes me at the moment. It is buried on a piece of paper, along with his number, in my purse somewhere…

Root Down crew. Good times. Even better outfits.

Suite tickets are bigger than your average ticket.

Phone wall.

"Yes, hello, Root Down. Lesley speaking."

My favorite photo of Jess, ever. Well, except for maybe the one to come of her at the zoo.

Cee-Lo anyone?

We rolled for a Hooters appetizer, a Jazzercise membership and a Zoo pass. Jealous?

Lesley won the Hooters free appetizer. Winner!

My Man.

Double your money and make it stack.

Really?

What’s YOUR favorite thing to do after a drunk brunch? We like going to the Zoo. Problem is, we were drunk. The good news is, we found a red-head named Brandon who was willing to drive us all to the zoo in my car and hang out with us there until we wanted to go back to Boulder. THEN, he drove us to Boulder! What a gem! Oh yeah, and the Zoo… it pretty much rules.

ZOO!

Jess has the best outfit on. Of. All. Time.

Lesley has a zoo pass. That's right. She paid for a membership to the zoo. She's my hero.

It was Free Day at the zoo. Oh, and this is Brandon. Our favorite red-head.

We brought Lindsay with us to the zoo. She's a constant reminder of what not to be all the while inspirational. Conundrum.

Lesley is PSYCHED to be at the zoo.

Peacocks roam wild at the zoo.

Zebras were at the zoo. Obvi.

This is where my camera died. Probably a good thing…

Stay tuned for the Utah adventures soon. I’m tired.

xoxo