Countdown.

Let it begin...

To June.

To 30.

To Hawaii.

To San Fran.

To hoping this summer lasts for... ever.

#estesrogen #estescape

A few months ago, while we were anxiously awaiting is Sean would put a ring on Catherine's well manicured hands, the girls and I came up with the idea that we should do our Bachelor-esque date sometime.

Conveniently enough, the Living Social Gods must have heard us as we got an offer for a horseback ride for two, plus hot chocolate, in Estes Park. To make a weekend out of it, we booked a room at the Stanley and ordered a dozen fresh red roses. Ok, that last part isn't true but the rest is.

The result ended up being one of the best 24 hours I've ever had. Four girlfriends, a horse, a haunted hotel and enough alcohol to dance our hearts out until 2 a.m. at Kelli's Lounge made for the perfect #estesrogen storm. And a few great pictures along the way:

I don't know if it was the RedRum Punch at the Cascade Whiskey Bar inside The Stanley before our outing on the town, or the confidence of having three of my ladies with me, but I sang karaoke. TWICE. #thingsishouldnotdo

After we shut down Kelli's nightclub lounge, we got back to the Stanley to explore. No ghosts opened doors for us, we did that on our own, but it was incredibly cool to be wandering around The Shining Hotel that oozes history (it was built in 1909) and haunting stories in every nook and cranny.

8 a.m. rolled around way to quickly the next morning and we were all said to say farewell to the little town in Rocky Mountain National Park that we had made our home for 24 hours but I have a sneaking suspicion this won't be our last romantic lady getaway.

The Annual Hunt

The Easter of 2013 was the very first I spent without my mother therefore, the egg dying and most importantly, the hunt was up to me this year.

Luckily, I have friends who like to play along so on Easter Sunday, before our reservations at Table 6 (a new tradition), five friends came to help me keep the tradition alive.

The tradition involves clues - this isn't just your run-of-the-mill egg hunt here, my loves. You need to figure out the clue to find the egg, then on the last egg - you'll find your basket (or in this case, eggs filled with candy). Clues like "Larry can get you what you need." (Larry is the llama bartender who sits above my bar - see below) and "Hope the cat doesn't poo on me" (bathtub, if you know Sienna).

It was a beautiful spring day - one of the very few we've had in Denver so far this year (much to my dismay), so we walked to Table 6 where our afternoon was filled with mimosas, delicious food and even this guy....

So here's to Easter - to tradition, to brunch and to good friends.