Ok so you’re probably going to see this photo on all three of our blogs, (Mindy being the first one to get it up there), but none of us remembered to bring our cameras, and after 8 hours of driving with a menopausal grandma and a 3-year-old Gemini, I think I have a get-out-jail free card on this one. Since Mindy had the coolest phone, she did the honors and forced the waitress to take this photo of Cyndi, herself and me.
I think it turned out pretty good, considering it was taken after 3 beers & 2 shots of Patron in a sports bar with minimal lighting.
Meeting these two ladies made me seriously rethink my chosen Colorado location. In fact, the whole weekend has got me thinking. I mean, I love Durango. LB has both sets of grandparents, as well as He-Who-Shall-not-be-Named here. I’ve worked for the school district, so I know who all her teachers will be in the upcoming years. I have my core group of girlfriends who I can’t wait to see raise their kids here, and after moving almost every year of my life, I finally feel like I’m from somewhere.
But sometimes I miss the city. I miss the diversity. I miss opportunity. I miss possibility. Durango has a dash of that here and there, and its future is definitely filled with growth and maybe a splash of excitement, but its still just a sleepy little lovable town.
I now Denver is no New York, or LA or Boston, but it still gave me an adrenaline rush just being inside the city limits. That has to mean something, right? Maybe I miss the city. Maybe if the opportunity presented itself, I wouldn’t be too adverse to the idea?
I got to see both my sister and my aunt this weekend as well, which was a treat to say the least. LB received two early birthday presents (See the Sock Monkey and baby doll). My aunt is hiding behind my mom’s head, and my little sister is posing with the monkey on her shoulder.
I miss my sister a lot. She is helping her friends drive back to Alaska, which consists of a week’s worth of driving through the back country of Canada. She’s also graduating with her Masters in Geology, and will probably continue with her Ph.D (yeah, she likes rocks that much). She’s probably the most dedicated, selfless, honest, BS-free person I know. Which I is why I hope the state of Oregon will follow suit and recognize equal marriage rights when she and her girlfriend move there next year. Cause that’s what I want for my sister; her right to be happy.
While in Denver, I also got to see my friends from high school. Once again, I forgot to bring a camera (good thing I don’t blog professionally, eh?), but I was happy to see them both jovial and in good health. I have missed them, and through the miracle of Facebook, I have kept up on their lives, but I wish I could be closer.
3 days of travel have been good, but they’ve made me hungry for more connections. Who else can I meet? What other skeletons can I dig up? What hidden gems are out there for me to discover? I’ve started to rack my brain, and I don’t know if its a good thing or a bad.
How was your weekend?