Last Wednesday, we kicked off Mike's birthday with obligatory presents, cake and candles (and I feel obliged to share that is was the MOST amazing red velvet cake. Should you have a Target nearby, grab one of these sinfully delicious creations. It's totally worth the 2.5 hours of cardio required to burn off the calories in one slice. Seriously.)
This weekend we extended the birthday celebration, joining up with Mike's twin brother, Ryan, and wife Ali for an overnight stay at the Omni Hotel. The guys played golf, we enjoyed the sunny views of the Flatirons from our hotel rooms, consumed lots of adult beverages, enjoyed an incredible meal at Village Tavern, and crashed a 14-year-old's pool party that took place at the same hotel (which wasn't as much fun as it sounds.) The obligatory photos follow, but, sadly, none involve red velvet cake:
And apparently while we were out reveling in the birthday celebration, a little leprechaun visited our house, turning all the water green:
He also scattered glitter everywhere and apparently broke the compressor in my refrigerator, which is now groaning like an angry old man in the kitchen, reminding me that Call Refrigerator Repairman is at the top of my to-do list today. So I guess that means the party's officially over.
But I'm totally having Red Velvet Cake for lunch.
