Sometimes a weekend
away can make all the difference.
I have been looking
forward to our weekend in Denver since Valentine’s Day.
We had big plans.
Go to the Powder Hat
Company in Elizabeth to order Jeb’s hat for the wedding, put a CD player, and
tires on my truck, buy shirts for the groomsmen to wear in the wedding, and
check out what all the recent buzz about Ikea is actually about. AND, we had
tickets to see Miranda Lambert in concert at the 1st Bank Center in
Broomfield.
Jeb was given Saturday
off so that we could make it up to Denver in plenty of time, so he came home
Friday after work and we had a big St. Patty’s dinner with him mom, brother and
his girlfriend.(Who were on their spring break.)
Since they were
visiting, Jeb was going to have to sleep on the couch, so I offered him my sister’s
bed instead. We left his family around 11pm and went to my house, where I still
needed to pack for our weekend.
We actually stayed up
way past the am, fighting.
I am seriously so
beyond having to worry about wedding expenses and where money to pay for this
and that I going to come from. Jeb and I hardly ever fight about anything
longer than a few minutes, and then we are over it and have moved on, but this
wedding has caused more issues than happiness. I really just can’t wait for it
to be over and done with.
We woke around 8 so
that I could actually pack and we could get going.
Saturday started out
much better than how Friday ended.
We stopped in Florence
for Subway and a “truck” wash, (I love getting my vehicle washed, makes me feel
clean and accomplished. Every time.)
We headed right to
Elizabeth from Florence to stop by The Powder River Hat Company so Jeb could be
fitted for a chocolate cowboy hat to wear in the wedding, and events after. The
family that owned the company were so nice, the man cracked jokes with us about
the wedding, telling Jeb that he needed to get exactly what he wanted because,
after the wedding, he wouldn’t ever make any new decisions. He was quite the
character.
We also stopped by a
neighboring shop to check on some saddles that were being built as prizes for
the next cow horse show Jeb and his boss are headed too. There also the family
running the place was nice as can be and had more than a few stories to tell us
about the “Good ol’ days” I actually felt bad having to leave. I know Jeb could
have listened to them all day long.
Next we checked into
our hotel, which was great, our room was so big and had a full kitchen (not
that we needed it, but that was the smallest room offered in the place so I wasn’t
about to complain!
We went to Red Robin
to have dinner before the concert, and then headed to the mall to kill some
time before our shuttle was supposed to pick us up.
I haven’t been to a
forever 21 in all my life, only ordered from their online store or received a
magazine. The store is something to be seen if you ask me! It was SO SO SO BIG!
My eyes couldn’t land anywhere there were so many things to see!
We were picked up from
the hotel about 20 minutes before the concert started, just enough time to get
a t-shirt and find our seats!
Jerrod Neiman (Who is
also a favorite of mine) sang his set first, then Chris Young who neither of us
were too familiar with, but both enjoyed.
Miranda did a GREAT
show! She is just a feisty and full of life as you think she would be.
I absolutely loved the
concert, it was so fun! And I loved that Jeb and I went together.
Just what we needed! (At
least what I needed!)
The next morning we
had breakfast at the hotel and were off to finish our errands before we had to
head home.
We got to do a little
extra window shopping thanks to the installation delay at Best Buy. (I was
thankful, Jeb on the other hand was a little over shopping and the city.)
Finally our last trip before
driving home was Ikea. Gail (Jeb’s mom) and my Cousin, Leanne had been telling
me how wonderful it is, full of very useful items! I would have to agree, it is
a pretty nifty store, and Jeb didn’t mind it so much either.
We picked up some
buckets to use at the wedding and Jeb got some frozen Swedish meatballs to have
for dinner once or twice this week.
The drive home was
pretty quiet and I think we needed that too.
I hate saying goodbye to
Jeb every Sunday night.
It’s for the birds.
Only 110 days until
our day, and for me, it can’t come fast enough.
