Last week started with a suspenseful night of Bachelor finale watching. A bunch of my girlfriends and myself had been getting together every Monday to partake in weekly Bachelor viewings which consisted of downing a bunch of wine and appetizers, but mostly poking fun at the ridiculousness of many of the contestants (ahem Tierra-ble). This season, Lara proposed that we do a Bachelor pool, meaning we make predictions on who gets kicked off each episode all the way until the final contestant (same idea as March Madness brackets). To make it fun, the buy-in was a bottle of wine and the winner took home everything, minus 4 bottles (three for second place and one for third). Unfortunately, I did not manage rack up any amount of wine. I did; however, manage to choose the "winner". Let's hope my extraordinary ability to accurately choose the token of Sean's heart is a precursor for my actual March Madness pick (OSU all the way!!).
|Will you accept this rose?|
The winner ended up being Lara's pregnant future sister-in-law. It doesn't seem to be all that fair, but if anyone deserves it (other than me of course), it is definitely her!
|The Bachelor group!|
One question still remains though. Was the Bachelor really Sean Lowe? Or was it Steve Sanders? You be the judge...
On Wednesday, I received a random Facebook message from a good friend from college saying that he was in Denver for work. The best part was out of the hundreds of hotels in the Denver area, his was literally two blocks from my apartment! What a nice little treat this was! Sean and I go way back, all the way to freshman year of college. He was and always will be one of my favorite "Stradley Boys" (the only all guys floor on south campus from Stradley Hall at OSU). We also walked to sociology lecture every Wednesday morning together the fall of sophomore year and spent so many Saturdays together cheering on the Buckeyes! Just for kicks, here is a throwback from senior year:
|Such babies we were. #boywasiblonde|
I decided to take Sean to my favorite neighborhood bar (Guy Fieri even thinks so)- Highland Tavern:
Next up is Friday- my friend Leah's birthday celebration. Leah recently moved here from Chicago back in November. January of 2012, Leah was out here visiting and decided that Denver was where she wanted to be. Sure enough, almost a year later here she is! We had such a blast on her birthday. A bunch of us headed downtown to Infinite Monkey Theorem for a tour of Denver's own urban winery:
|The birthday girl!|
The picture below pretty much sums up how our tour went. Bless this guy's heart for choosing to give an alcohol tour to a large group of females.
|Clearly the ones paying attention.|
The tour guide told us we weren't "out of control" until we climbed on top of the barrels. Soooo...
|Kate and Leah|
|Lindsay and me|
|Little did we know, there was a ghost amongst us. Can you find her?|
|And again.. Question of the night: was Michelle really there... #patrickswayze|
|Leah's birthday wedding cake- strawberry lemon|
|Lara, Lindsay, Kate, Angela|
|Oops, messed this one up didn't I?|
|And THEN, we rode in an Escalade!|
I will leave you to a series of photos for how the rest my weekend went. Basically, just celebrating St. Patty's Day a whole lot. Here's to 0 broken body parts this year! (I took a tumble last year and broke my left middle and index finger)
|Me and Robdawg|
|Me, Leah, Nikki|
|me, Emily, Nikki, Johnny|
|Emily, Leah, Sarah Coon, me|
|Rob and Jon playing human beer pong|
|Zandman and Michelle|
|Sean and DP|
|me and Lola|
|Haha Larimer and his Green Jacket. Couldn't find a golf club, so a rake had to suffice.|
|The infamous pickle shot|
|Notice the amazing shirt in the background|
|Leah, Lara, me|
|I think I was about done for the day at this point!|