Coulda Woulda Shoulda

There are several things that happened in the month of November that I wanted to write about. For some reason I just never got around to writing the following posts:


I am not Denver's Next Top Model

The place- Liz's living room. The time- now. The event- the first annual Denver's Next Top Model party. And who is Denver's Next Top Model? Well, not me. I got eliminated in the first round because apparently I was playing it safe and my walk was too clunky (it's not my fault that I have to wear big shoes, I'm like 5 feet tall!). But I'm not bitter. Actually being eliminated meant that I didn't have to make a dress out of trash bags or do a commercial for a random product. I did get to watch and drink and hang out with my friends as they all acted like models and judges and help with hair and make-up.

Casa Bonita

If you have never been to Casa Bonita, then you have never been to Denver. On this wonderful trip to the pinkest Mexicanish resturant in Denver, the joys did not cease. It was Krista's birthday and being new to this great town of ours, she had never seen the magical world of Casa Bonita. The cliff divers, the sopapillas, black barts cave, the skee ball, the stomach ache the morning after because you actually ate the food. John Shoe (a little bit obsessed with the Casa) gave us a grand tour that included every nook and cranny of this massive place. Even though I have been to CB many times, I have to admit that I saw some new things on this visit. And I learned something: go with the taco salad- it is really hard to mess up when you are dealing with ice berg lettuce, a few tomatos and some cheese. I didn't even feel sick the next day.

And my new job is. . .

I am an overachiever. It's true. If I don't have a lot of things going on I get really bored. I mean watch the whole second season of the OC in one weekend bored. So when Wendy asked if I would help her out at the museum that she runs, I thought it sounded great. Work a few days a week. . . earn extra money. . . get out of the house. . . do something besides subbing. Wendy is the Executive Director of the Denver Museum of Minitures, Dolls and Toys. Yes, it really exists. It is in an old house near City Park and it is full of fun stuff. Overall, the job is good. I am just helping out until she finds a permanent person and I get to do things like Gingerbread House workshops and decorate for Christmas. I added my own little touch when I brought in a collection of Driedles for a Hannukah display. And yes, it is really creepy if you are there alone at night.