Two Words: Illegal Pete's

Still dried out, no matter how much water I drink.  I have a sneaking suspicion that I will become fully hydrated on our way to the airport to go home.  C'est la vie, I guess.  Stay in there, little kidney stone!

I have two words for you, and they are:  Illegal Pete's.  As in, the amazing CO Tex-Mex joint.

Although Chipotle is my first love, I think I've found a lil sumpn for the side, if you know what I mean.  Yesterday a few peeps on my team (and me) had to leave the meetings in order to do some work in our new offices (which are currently being designed and set up for us) and so we decided to scope out lunch places.

I had a pork carnitas burrito with potatoes and I'm in mexican love with it.

This is the view from our office building!  Is it to die for or what?!

As we were checking out 16th street, we passed a restaurant with a sign out front that said:

Happy Hour

11:00 a.m. - 6:00 p.m.

Happy hour before noon?  Sign me up!

BTW, the meetings yesterday were brutal.  Non-stop (other than our escape to Illegal Pete's) from 9:00 - 6:30.  But that's OK because here is what our meetings look like:

I wonder why I can't get hydrated?!

I know in these posts I may come across as a lush and I'm really not.  I'm really a take-a-couple-of-sips kind of gal.  But I'm in over my head with this crew, so I sip, sip, then gulp water.  Repeat.

My proud moment of the week?  I got up at 5:30 this morning and worked out for an hour.  Let that sink in.  5:30 A.M.  An HOUR.  Let's hope I don't cancel it out on 16th street today!

Here's the deal:  I'm loving Denver.  I feel like we're going to fit in much better here and I can't wait for G to get out here and experience it with me.  He gets in tonight and we start looking for apartments/rental houses tomorrow.  Say a little prayer, peeps!

I hope you are having a great humpday.  It feels so good to not be in the daily office grind that I don't even care that today is gonna be another long day of tedious meetings.