I blinked

I hate denver. I know I always say this after a trip to someplace I love so much better (in this case, Seattle) but I had no doubt once the plane landed and we were greeted by six inches of snow. We are so through with this place. I do love my job but I would be shocked if we were able to stay here for more than two years. Now Daniel wants to wait until we move somewhere else to have kids and I am starting to think that isn't such a bad idea. Though it means I will have to wait that much longer for parent funded trips to Disney theme parks.

Have I mentioned that I hate denver? Most days I can't believe I ever even moved here, though I am glad I did, since I wouldn't have met daniel any other way but really that is the extent of the good reasons. Pretty much everything else has either been bad or gotten worse, though Monkey is good. I know, I know, I am rambling but this city sucks.

In Seattle, I went to a mini high school reunion of all my stoner/punk rock friends that would never show up at a real reunion. Everyone was pretty much the same. I think that by high school your personality is set and although certain experiences may change your outlook and whatnot, you are going to act pretty much the same. Unless you have a head injury, like one of the guys I went to high school with. He can't remember any part of high school anymore. Maybe it is a blessing in disguise. The two people I wanted to see the most didn't show up and that bummed me out but it was fun none the less.

As for the rest of the weekend, there was a lot of food eating and shopping. I got some really cute new shoes that cost more than any shoes I have bought in a very long time. I think that my dad and step mom talked us into going to paris for our honeymoon.