The Escapees - Part I

So I kinda kept it low key about a quick little getaway jaunt this past weekend.

I’d been trying to talk Mr. Daddy into a Colorado weekend – but alas, he was besotted with the season of wood cutting and elk scouting.

So I conned talked my mother into joining me for a girls’ weekend at:

 

 

From our first moment of pulling up to the beautiful Allenspark Lodge – we were among friends.  With big hugs and a “Come on in, we’re starving and getting ready to eat!”…see, these are my kind of people!

Sitting down to a delicious meal was just what our jetlagged bodies needed.  Plenty of laughter to be heard from the first bite until long after the last dessert plate was licked clean.

Let me introduce y’all":

Top right is GunDiva and her husband, then Juanita and Bill (the lodge owners), and Mom and I.

Don’t worry, you’ll get a good look at Bill’s smile when we get you up to speed on his antics :)

Killlashandra and her husband also joined us (she took the above photo)

and OH MY LORD… they brought their 14.5 month old bundle of adorableness, E.C.

See why he made me miss my Itty Bit so much?

(Tell me that didn’t make you grin… I would have snuck him home if he wasn’t so busy climbing all over GunDiva’s husband all weekend).

 

Let’s just say that several things were heard repeatedly throughout the weekend:

 

Mr. Daddy would have LOVED this!

Yes dear, you totally missed out.  They had elk and I’m sure they would have let you chop wood if you’d insisted.

 

Oh my goodness, you two look so much alike!

I’m starting to wonder if my mom still looks exceptionally young, or I’m aging to catch up?  Don’t answer that

(No comments about why they may have called me “Pale Rider”… *sigh*)

 

This would make a great TST!

And yes, we have pictures to prove it :)

 

I promise… there were lots of blogworthy moments – and I’ll share them once I recover from a combined total of 2 flights, 5 hours of traffic, and 15 hours of sleep in 4 days.

To all the equi-bloggers who made the weekend so hilariously fun – thank you!

(Mr. Daddy… you are coming with me next year.  Otherwise I’ll leave you no clean clothes, save capris ;)