Sunday, November 25, 2007

When Writing Every Day is Getting a Little Too Hard

I'm scheduled to write a love letter to Denver tonight. Unfortunately, I had a little too much fun last night with Denver and I'm really freaking tired and I just want to go to bed. I should have written my love letter on a bar napkin last night.

We went to a few bars on Colfax last night. Started at the Cheeky Monk, a newish place specializing in affordable food and incredibly expensive belgian beers. Next, we hit the Red Room. Then the Satellite Bar. There was good, adult conversation. There were scrumptious beers. And a juke box with Metallica. I'm kind of amazed that I'm still awake right now.

So, I spent the day today watching football, trying to facilitate The Kid enjoying his last day of the five day break provided by Thanksgiving, cooking. The Kid spent a lot of the day playing with a neighbor, between our house and the neighbor's.

Also, he wrote out his Christmas wish list. It's kind of ginormous. I told him to just write down everything he could think of, and santa will surely find one or two things to bring him. I hope that The Kid understands that I really mean he's only getting one or two things on his list. No worries though, I've already got one of these hidden in the hope chest under the blankets, waiting to be set out on Christmas morning. It'll be the bestest Christmas ever.

5 comments:

Mr Lady said...

*jumps up and down with Glee!*

details whenst you recoup, please...

Casdok said...

Hope you catch up on your sleep!

Leslie Dillinger said...

Oooooh! He's going to love it!!

Sadie said...

It's very odd to hear you speaking of a love letter to Denver...since that's my sons name *giggle*

Glad you had such fun! You lucky dog!!

MarysMom said...

Oh, he's getting one of those? My daughter discovered how much fun it is playing with one at her auntie's during Thanksgiving week. Now she wants one- can she just come over and play?