In which I continue to drink. Like. A. Fish.

So far I’ve done nothing but overeat and drink like a fish. I think I’ve gained ten pounds and I haven’t even been presented with Thanksgiving dinner yet.

Yesterday I did nothing but sleep. Well, except for the twenty minutes I spent making eggs and potatoes, and the hour I spent in the spa reading Eldest, that is.

Last night we celebrated Ron’s birthday (which is on Friday) by going out for sushi. We sat in the tea room. There were eight in our party (Ron, Truck, Brett & I, Marc, Ivi and Ryan, and Josha) and we paid a $450 check. It was awesome. I ate so much sushi! It was so good! (Brett even ordered a roll called – wait for it – Smokey and The Bandit. It was delicious; smoked salmon or something.) There was a rather large Fairfield congingent in the restaurant; Truck said it was surreal but I find they’re (we’re) everywhere.

Truck and Mr. B at the sushi restaurant in Boulder, CO

After sushi, we went bar hopping: Ron, Brett, Joe, Josha, and Marc and I. They all drank cocktails with Red Bull in them and were wired. I spent a nice stretch of time doing the Where Are They Now roll call with Ivi; she seems to think that Slick is still in Cali and is married! We stayed out ’till last call. I count myself lucky that I didn’t actually have to accompany them to a titty bar. We drove back up the mountain and passed out.

Today we back to Sundance for brunch and had two rounds of their delicious Bloody Marys with our food before going up to Josha’s in Ned. The guys hung out, and my full belly and I held one of the couches down.

After visiting with Josha, we went back to Ron’s and packed and split for Laramie. We looked at the map and thought 287 looked like a real highway… it turned out to be 45 MPH through strip mall-land for nearly two hours, but eventually we made it to my mom’s house.

We got a $75 speeding ticket for going 40 in a 30 within moments of entering Laramie.

She bought vodka and cranberry juice. DOES MY MOM ROCK OR WHAT?!? So I’m drinking a cocktail and blogging and it’s so fun to be holidaying in my mom’s house for the first time in years and years and years. (She’s hugged me about nine times. Ah, mom love – so neato! AND SHE BOUGHT ME VODKA AND CRANBERRY JUICE!) I showed her my knitting; she showed me her quilting room and half a dozen quilts she’s made. She also gave Mr. B and I our wedding quilt (we’ve been married four years, mind you) and it’s gorgeous. She’d also made a quilt for our niece Parker, which I look forward to giving to Kris when we get home. And Jay-rob is here! HOW COOL IS THAT??!?!?

The back yard here is fenced for the dogs and sports yet another spa – I’ll be spending some quality time soaking my ass in that puppy tomorrow, you betcha. How cool is a two-spa vacation, I ask you?

The only thing that could possibly make this trip better would be GETTING TATTOOS.