BIKE TO WORK DAY. BFF was so nervous for me to make this "trek" to work. I've certainly battled more adverse conditions than this, but she was scared for us. Don't worry BFF, I didn't even know about the dead body they pulled out of the Platte River this same morning, I was too busy filling that backpack with free shit from all of the vendors. 
I had the best route ever. In approx. 9 miles, I had 6 snack stops. I had only planned on hitting 4 on my initial map, but I went out of my way for 2. I was late to work, but it was soooo worth it. I'm gonna bike to work every year on BIKE TO WORK DAY.
Biking home from work: 
Hydrogenated Heaven. Sometimes transfats slip through my pristine diet. I loved every f'n bite! I was absolutely famished after our epic 1 hour hike.
The "A-Team" all had the weekend off, so we headed down to Buena Vista for some serious summer celebration. Robin, Commander, Tiffany, Melanie, BFF and Preggo. Oh yeah, Nala on the far left, Poodle #1 and Poodle #2. 
I'm real high-maintenance now that I'm preggo. The foot massage was a team effort. Here's Tiffany providing the massage lotion to the expert massage therapist.
Uncle Melanie. She likes playing this game with Hulk called, "WHO'S YOUR DADDY?". 
Virtual Friends, brace yourselves for the long awaited helmet shots. 
Pretty Lady, BFF and I went for an epic hike today. I set a blistering pace on the front, and then I'd need to stop for a snack. This is pretty much my only form of exercise now, so I'm passionate about it. All and all, it was a great Father's Day.
Pool time! When did K-Man learn to swim? 
K-Man eating everything in sight. He went to town on this bag of salt and vinegar chips and then went in for the fruit twist. He shoulda put his goggles down cuz food was flying.
This is a thank you note from one of the kids I "taught" about fire safety this week. 
Dawn the Great is up to no good. She has a handful of chocoates, and she's gonna send them to a friend. A diabetic friend. Just a heads up for you Kathleen. 
UH OH. I asked my bro to come over for 10 minutes to change out the pads in our swamp cooler (cuz BFF and bro don't think it's a good idea for me to be up on the roof- isn't this ironic after my weekend of rooftop parties with drunkards all around...).
We fired it up, and water started pouring through the can lights in our kitchen. ARGH. Being a homo owner is getting real expensive. At least when we have a kid we'll be able to save some money. I hear you can write them off on your taxes.
We were so excited to show big bro our new mobile (thanks BUBBS) in the middle of all of this. He's modeling it in pic #2.
And T-Rav, if you get ground zero lung from cleaning out our crawl space, I'm real sorry.
BFF showing off how she used to pop a wheelie when she was little. We're loving my new townie. Thanks to the boys at MOB for the extra love on her!
Sexy Rachel is coaching Cami down the scuttle from the rooftop. Treacherous...
Laura wrapped up in a red sex sheet since all the blankets were taken. That's her fiance, he just climbed Mt. Ranier with only a pair of glacier glasses and baklava to keep him warm. I heart baklava.
This was my second roof-top party in as many days. Anne Heche and her Dorito were very dramatic with a violent story that had us all enamored. 
From the left: Anne, Sparky, Fisk, Jenna, the hurricane, baby Lucy and Lisa. 
SEX AND THE CITY was simply, fabulous. 
The MILE HIGH MILE was a huge success. It began and ended at the capital. 
This is the bucket at the finish line where the timing chips go. Note: this is not a puke bucket Mr. Throwup after a mile race.
