Yay For Drunk Posts!

Yeah, I'm fucking three sheets to the wind right now. What better time to post about our trip?

Anywho, so we left on the 17th of April for Denver. We got there in the midst of a nasty storm, but survived. The day after we arrived, we had to take our son to the hospital because he sounded like he had some crazy variation of swine flu. Turns out he just had a cold, that he passed on to me. We spent Saturday and Sunday in the hotel room, trying to get him to feel better. Come Monday morning, I was down for the count, but made a valiant effort by taking my son to the Children's Museum in Denver. It felt like Hell, but he had fun, so whatever. Only drawback was having to call a cab to come fetch us because I could NOT make it back up the hill to the hotel.

Tuesday morning dawned and I still felt like someone crapped on my head. The son was fine, however. So I (wo)manned up and took us to downtown Denver. We spent most of the day riding the free shuttle bus at the 16th St. Pedestrian Mall. The boy had fun, so all was not lost. After my husband finished with his stuff at the Convention Center, I dragged him out to the 'burbs to find a Borders so I could buy the new Depeche Mode album. On the way, we ran across the infamous
Casa Bonita restaurant (if you've seen the South Park episode, you know what I'm talking about), so we just HAD to stop there and eat dinner. I swear to Hell, that place was like a crack pipe dream of a Mexican restaurant. I would have been cool with it if I hadn't run across fucking CHEEZ WHIZ on my enchiladas. The cliff diver was cool, though. Anyway....

Wednesday we decided to go to Colorado Springs for a number of reasons. One was that my ex lived there. I didn't want to see him, but I wanted to leave some flowers on his stepson's grave, whom I had heard quite a bit about. So I did, then we hit up some local national parks. It was fun, and I was feeling less dead at the time, so BONUS!

Thursday we left to drive home. I can't help but say that it SUCKED. I was tired, some dickass in a semi ran me off the road, and the weather when we hit Illinois was less than stellar. We made it home, however, and here I am typing up a short summary of it all.

So yeah, I'm okay, my fam is okay, and I'm too drunk to finish this. Whee!

Back At Home

Just haven't felt the inspiration to write. The trip was lovely, although we did have a few rough spots. I'll explain more later on.

Wagons West!

We're leaving tomorrow for a six day trip to Denver. We're driving 15+ hours in one day. Yes, I know it's psycho, dangerous, and just plain dumbth, but we do not have enough money to fly all of us out. I'm sure you're asking yourself why we are going then, but we're actually not paying for most of it. Confused yet? Let me 'splain!

My husband is going to the AACR (American Association for Cancer Research) in Denver. The university pays for the registration, the hotel stay, meals, and transportation, but that is only IF he went by himself. Being the good husband that he is, however, he did not want to leave us at home by ourselves for a week. So a deal was struck, and the university will pay for the registration to the conference, half of our hotel fare, and pay us for mileage driven. We have enough money to cover what they don't, but definitely NOT enough to try and find airfare for the hubs, the boy, the dog, and myself.

And I don't like flying. Anyway...

So yes, a week in Denver. Not sure what is out there, but I managed to cop a room two blocks away from the children's museum. Let's just hope the room doesn't suck.