Well, it’s not our big family trip or anything – that’s not for a couple more months. But, yeah! I’m headin’ out to Cali! It’s so rare for me to get away from my little monkeys all by myself, particularly when getting away involves getting on a plane, that it seems appropriate blog fodder. And I have a little story to tell.
Many years ago, I worked at an interior design firm here in Denver. I was the office manager at a women-owned firm with a staff of about half a dozen females. Let me tell ya, things could get CATTY up in there. You don’t realize what crazy bitches women can be until you surround yourself with them for 8+ hours a day, I found. And working with all women, you start to develop this weird sense of intimacy and familiarity – I can’t tell you how many times I saw someone half dressed, because they were changing clothes right in their cubicle. And I’ll never forget watching one coworker bleaching her mustache in the bathroom. For the most part, though, I loved working there. My days were brightened by one young designer, fresh out of college: Julie. She turned out to be my lucky star, my ace in the hole, my inspiration, and my guardian angel.

I’m so thankful that our paths crossed way back when – I’ve never had another friend like Julie. She stood by my side even during my darkest days, and she’s always been my biggest cheerleader. Her job moved her out to California a few years ago, and even though I’ve missed her SO much, I’ve loved seeing how her life has unfolded. She left interior design behind and now works for a theater company, designing AMAZING sets. Last year, she met a guy she became deeply smitten with, and this weekend, she’s marrying him. I’m so thrilled that I get to be there to see it happen.
Look at them – isn’t this the best “newly engaged on a rooftop” picture EVER? I’m so excited.












