I got in Thursday morning, just in time to grab lunch with Kristi (who I got no pics with...sad face). She had to work Thursday and Friday so I spent time running around Wash Park-in the snow-and shopping. Duh.
Beautiful Wash Park in Denver
On Friday, Hannah came down and we had a girls night. It seriously made me miss these girls so much my heart hurts. It was the best time. Sadly, Hannah and I left Kristi behind Saturday and made our way to Boulder for the rest of the weekend. It was so much fun hanging out with her, Jesse, and DJ. Being with them always is good for my soul. Not sure what it is about Colorado or its citizens, but every time I'm out there, I'm inspired to be a better person. That amazing place just kind of has that affect on me:).
Anyway, the four of us went to the Bronco's game Sunday night. I hate to say it, but I may be a Broncos fan now too. Gah. It was just too fun for me to not be a fan now.
Some pics from the game...
Peyton's first pass of the game
the four of us at the game...ignore the flat hat hair. I promise it looked better earlier! Ha!
Apparently the good Lord knew I needed this weekend to relax because my stress level spiked when I got to the Denver airport to fly home. We had a little visitor on the east coast named Hurricane Sandy, which shut down all airports from Virginia-Maine until at least Wednesday. But you know what? God was in my entire schedule that day. Considering the circumstances, my day couldn't have gone any smoother. He got me on the LAST flight into Raleigh, NC (and the last seat on the plane nonetheless!) I got a rental car and literally made it home by midnight that Monday night (in 70 mph winds and sheets of rain. probably not my brightest moment to drive in that). It was a ridiculously long day (5am-12am), but considering that if I didn't have that Raleigh flight, I wouldn't have gotten home until Wednesday, I was beyond ecstatic. It was amazing how everything just fell into place. Thanks to all of you who prayed me home. (I'll save you from the stories of my panic attacks in Denver and Atlanta).
Colorado, as always, you did not disappoint. You hold a piece of my heart. Who knows? Maybe one day you'll hold all of it. I can't wait to come back and see you. And I'll seriously miss you while I'm gone.



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