Posts filed under ‘Friendship’

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun!

Part of Perfect Moment Mondays…

Probably less than perfect, but still fun! What would Karaoke night be without a group of tone-deaf ladies full of liquid bravery taking the stage to belt the Cyndi Lauper chick anthem, “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun?” Be thankful I don’t have video.

It was just the excuse I needed to get out of the house when some of the Mile High Mamas that live on the East side decided we should have our own get-together. Considering how few of us actually live East of Denver, we had remarkably good turnout. We even made up our own gang sign. If you lived in Denver, you’d get why that makes sense.

I’m looking forward to the next East side Mamas night out with my chickas. You should get to know them too:

Laura at LaLa Girl

Barb at Elementary Spirits

Melissa at Age of Melissius

Suzanne at Crunchy Green Mom


March 28, 2010 at 9:57 pm 3 comments

Water 2 Wine

Make your own wine without owning a vineyard? And in Denver? Apparently you can! And put your own custom label on it. Last night the ladies of Mile High Mamas and MomItForward were treated to a private party and tour of Water 2 Wine in Centennial, where we sipped some delicious vino, visited and were treated like royalty by the staff and owners. We learned how juice is shipped from 14 different countries and 100 vineyards around the world and then fermented right on the premises into 85 different wines. My fave was the chocolate raspberry port which smelled like a box of chocolates and tasted like one too. Yum-o!

Not only were we treated to a first-class wine tasting, but our kiddos were entertained next door at the same time! Pump It Up graciously entertained our kids and even walked them over to us at the end of the evening thoroughly worn out and ready to jump into their jammies.

The Colorado Red Cross even joined us for the evening and gave a wonderful presentation on the importance of Infant/Child CPR. Use the code “blogger” at checkout and receive 15% any class. A good opportunity if you need to be certified or renew.

Adding to the fun, Colorado’s own Steve Spangler Science had hidden tubs of Leprechan green snow around the room for us to find in a combination St. Patrick’s Day Easter egg hunt.

At the end of the night, Water 2 Wine treated us all to a bottle of wine custom-labeled just for us. Custom labeling, tastings and private parties are all part of the fun offered at this unique establishment. Already planning our next date-night!

Just when I thought the night couldn’t get any more great, yours truly won a drawing for four tickets to Sesame Street Live! Woot! Here we come, Elmo!

March 19, 2010 at 6:39 pm 3 comments

Facebook. What it is good for.

Besides allowing you to voyeuristically sneak a peek at how all your ex-boyfriends and old crushes are managing now that they have to somehow persist without you in their lives, Facebook is also bringing people together… in the real world.

I’ve had my own mini-reunions with dear college classmates, but this past weekend was the biggest organized reunion I never thought possible: a decade of Deltas, Tri-Delta sisters from Arizona State University all descended upon Scottsdale, AZ after 20 or so years apart. All together, roughly 100 women from across the country came together for some old-fashioned sisterhood bonding time.

These are women I’ve shared dorm rooms with no bigger than some people’s closets, as well as clothes, notes, answering machines, hotpots, secrets and many an all-nighter. Memories with each and every one of my sisters is as precious as the diploma I earned after four of the craziest years of my life.

The fun began while checking into our rooms at the Scottsdale Conference Resort, when one after another, we encountered familiar faces and hugs ensued while the poor desk clerks were just trying to get our credit cards and home addresses. For many of us, all we had seen of each other in 20 years were our pictures on Facebook. We had all moved on with our lives, with careers, husbands, bills and babies, but at that moment, it was like no time had passed at all and we were headed back to our Chapter room to gather for a social at a local establishment in Tempe.

Our destination for the first evening, the resort lounge, Sangria’s for Happy Hour.

The next evening we did a trolley tour of Tempe to see what remained in actual brick and mortar of our memories. The sad state of Alpha Drive, or “New Row” as we called it, and Palo Verde Main which once housed all the sororities was enough to make us all pine for the days when Fraternities and Sororities once ruled ASU campus. With only three fraternity houses still standing, Alpha Drive is but a shell of its’ once virile days of Rush parties with lines of young collegiates down the street waiting to get in and partake of Jello shots, Jungle Juice and Coors Light. Palo Verde Main is now a co-ed dorm, like the rest.

Bandersnatch, MinderBinders, The Dash, Surprises, Club Rio, all gone. But, one old friend still survives: The Vine. Of course, it was our first stop on the tour for a refresher course on College Refreshments 101.

Followed by dinner at Gordon Biersch on Mill Ave.

And ending with a night of dancing at Flicka’s Bar & Grill where Flicka himself treated us to his namesake special drinks!

After only a few hours of sleep for some of us, we met for brunch at the resort to say our goodbyes.

But, just as it seemed no time had passed between us, and everyone looked the same (or even better) as when we last saw them, it was clear that this would not be the last time we would all meet. Facebook has brought us together for life and we wonder what we would all do without it.

March 3, 2010 at 8:36 pm 9 comments

Not 21 Anymore!


This is me with two of my favorite sisters back in my college days. It’s been a long time since my last kegger or all-nighter, but on Wednesday night I got to re-live a bit of my glory days with my new sisters.

It was a fabulous Girl’s Night Out with the ladies of Mile High Mamas at the Warwick Hotel Denver on Wednesday. We enjoyed a wine tasting and amazing appetizers served by a very attentive staff on the picture-perfect patio in the crisp cool September weather. And what kind of sisterhood would we be without a charity involved? We brought in a ton of school supplies for Office Max’s A Day Made Better and learned about a great movement called Mom it Forward. There were raffle prizes and, oh, Hostess supplied us with a mountain of chocolate cupcakes. Mmmmmmmmm…. cupcakes!

It wasn’t until the end of the evening when we were invited up to the rooftop to check out the pool area that the professional side of us took a bit of a, er… dip. A few ladies decided it was time to change things up and jumped into the pool. Fully clothed. Had I not been wearing dry-clean only, I would definitely have dipped more than my toes into that pool. But, it was just as fun watching the synchronized swimming competition and Tweeting about it from the edge too.

The next day I was reminded that I’m not 21 anymore, and have even finally succumbed to the cold virus that has been passed around at my house. Lack of sleep will do that. But, it was all worth it for the great memories I’m sure to build upon with my new sisterhood of social media entrepreneurial moms here in Denver.

Check out all the great photos of the event, and the after party by sisters, Aimee and Amy.

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September 12, 2009 at 10:06 pm 10 comments

Up, Up and Away!

Ang-n-FiaPeople come into our lives for a reason, a season or a lifetime it is often said. When I first met Angie, I had no idea the source of comfort she would become for me for the next year and a half. She would say, “God brought us here (to Denver) for a reason, and that reason is you.”

It isn’t difficult to believe that now looking back, beginning with our quick bonding experience that came about as a result of waiting on line at the DMV. Yes, we met at the DMV, so what? Doesn’t everyone meet new friends at the DMV? Anyway, we struck up a conversation while waiting for our numbers to be called for our “glamor shots.”

Me: “You just moved here?” “Me too!”

Angie: “You’re a stay-at-home Mom who doesn’t know anyone in Denver?” “Me too!”

Me: “Your husband’s a pilot?” “Mine too!”

Angie: “You moved here because of Frontier Airlines?” “Us too!”

Me: “My daughter needs a playmate.”

Angie: “Mine too.”

What fate! I had met another new mom in the exact same situation as me! And a pilot’s wife – which is a situation in itself. I had a friend! And a playmate for Reagan! I’m sure many new mothers know that feeling of relief when they first meet someone else who is also housebound and looking for someone to commiserate confer with.

Ang-n-Fia2We talked on the phone a few times, had a play date or two, voluntarily contorted ourselves at yoga classes once or twice, and then decided to make it a family affair. We included our husbands on the next outing, knowing they would surely have lots to talk about. As pilots always do. We made it a date and all got together for the first time on February 16th, 2008. All within two months of deciding it was safe to call someone you just met at the DMV.

Less than one week later, I was making a phone call to my new friend that I never expected to be placing. I called to tell her the news that my husband, Danny was in the hospital after having had a stroke and was just diagnosed with cancer. I asked for her help — something I was unaccustomed to doing. I needed someone to watch Reagan while I visited Danny in the hospital until he was allowed to come home. “I know we’ve just met, but I have no one else to turn to,” I told her. Upon arriving at Angie’s apartment with Reagan, still in a daze from the past 24 hours of crisis, we were both trying to remain strong while I filled her in on Reagan’s routine, showing her what I had brought for her lunch and where her diapers were. Then, we both broke down and cried. She had imagined what she would do in my situation and knew she would be turning to me as well. We both had no one else.

danny-reg-bd2Every day for the next two weeks I would drop Reagan off at Angie’s house on my way to the hospital. I’d fill her in on any news from the doctors as to Danny’s diagnosis and treatment and she would just listen and be strong for me as I waded through the unknown. Unknown today. Unknown tomorrow. She, her husband, Will and little Sofia were there for Reagan’s first birthday held in Danny’s hospital room the first week of his stay. They were there for us over the following weeks and months through doctor’s appointments and chemo treatments and through four weeks of hospitalization for Danny’s bone marrow transplant. They were always there. It was becoming clear to me that perhaps Angie was right. Our meeting was more than just fate, it was divine.

I was so looking forward to life returning to normal so that Angie and I could go back to what we had begun back in January of 2008: just two stay-at-home moms who get together for lunch, yoga and play dates to make our days go by faster. But “fate” would have other plans. Just a few months after Danny’s diagnosis, we learned that Frontier Airlines had declared bankruptcy. As a result, this meant that Will, who flies for Republic Airways, the feeder airline for Frontier (Frontier JetExpress), no longer would be based in Denver as their contract with Frontier was then severed. It was now only a question of how long before our new friends would move back east so Will could be closer to his old home base of Indianapolis and not have to commute.

Reg-n-FiaThree weeks ago we said good-bye to Angie, Will and Sofia. Tears were spilled, but not without some laughs to buffer them. While we are back on our feet here at the Birdhouse, there is a void that has been left since our friends’ departure. Things were never able to go back to “normal” before they left. As if there is such a thing. There is only what’s next.

For whatever reason their stay in Denver was so brief… and perfectly-timed, it seems to me quite divine, that in Angie, Will and Sofia, we have definitely been visited by angels.

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July 12, 2009 at 12:29 am 19 comments

A half-hatched role-reversal takes flight on a wing and a prayer.

Life is a misadventure mixed with mayhem.





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