How I Spent My New Years Vacation

Pst. I'm back.

And I'm sick. So the writing on this post will be supplemented with poorly taken photos and tweets.

December 29th

I woke up an hour too early and spent my time getting ready for the airport and then watching LA Ink until Matt woke up. On our way to the airport, we had our usual "Jia's going out of town and we're going to miss each other so much that we'll avoid most conversation to avoid any emotional outbursts."

Matt texted me..

Matt:  Have you been molested by security yet?
Jia: No, but the guy who checked my bags called me by my first name. I'm considering that sexual harassment.

Once on board the plane, I got my traditional ginger ale and tomato juice. Not mixed. Two separate drinks. I've done this since I was like ten years old.

Seriously. It's tradition. Me having these drinks is probably what's keeping the effing plane in the sky pal. I don't make the rules, I only abide by them.

Gotta love Albuquerque weather

View over Colorado

Once I arrived, we went home to unpack and get everything situated. It was the first time seeing Motherly's new home in Colorado, and it's just gorgeous. Ten times better than the home we had growing up. My childhood feels totally ripped off.

When Motherly's husband got home, we went out to eat. I said, "Take me somewhere that's exclusively Colorado! I want to taste the local cuisine." We went to Red Robin. To be fair, my sandwich was awesome. It tasted like Denver.

The parents still needed to go home and pack their bags because they had to leave for their flight to Vegas at like 4am. I snapped this picture at dinner and immediately sent it to my sister saying, "Vegas! They're so excited!"

After showing it to them, he said, "Well at least I'm doing something." LOL

December 30th

The rents left early in the morning and I soon realised the purpose of my visit. To babysit the dogs. I spent the next four days taking pictures of them napping.

December 31st

Then the weather decided to crap all over my vacation.

It snowed.

Apparently Denver does that sometimes.

Spent New Years Eve watching Seven Pounds, My Sisters Keeper and Marley & Me. Cause I wanted to end 2010 on a positive note. And with sarcasm.

January 1st

Waking up to 2011 I jumped out of bed to the beautiful sounds of Empire Records playing on Tv. Now that's how you start a new year!

January 2nd

Spent the next day watching movies. Jennifer's Body, Time Travelers Wife, Percy Jackson, Princess and the Frog . . . and then when Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion came on, I texted my sister:

Jia: Watching Romy and Michelle.. thinking of you, sissy.
Kristine: Awe! Miss you!
Jia: I forgot how this was so us when we were like twelve.
Kristine: That and Clueless.
Jia: Clueless was our Bible.
Kristine: I remember how we used to write down the words and what they meant so we could talk like them.
Jia: Yep and we would wear knee highs and plaid skirts. And when they opened the new mall we hung out in the area called "Off Rodeo Drive" and ate Italian ice.
Kristine: We were awesome.
Jia: Totally.

Then she asked me to take a picture of her favourite of Motherly's dogs. It just so happens to be the one I dislike the most. So I sent her this one:

January 3rd

The parents got home Monday morning around 5am. The dogs started barking . . . oh . . . about that time. While I was busy keeping them quiet, hundreds of miles away my poor hubby got sick and spent the next few days miserable in bed.

Motherly and I went to Chillis, a staple in our family. We had our usual conversations that involve sex, revealing secrets about my teen years that she never knew, and talking about the family. I learned many things I cannot unlearn.

January 4th

Motherly and I went and caught a showing of Black Swan at the local theatre. Which. Was. Amazing. There's really nothing that says Mother/Daughter Bonding like watching a movie about sex, lesbians, drugs, masturbation and crazy people. Oh, and ballet. 

(I'm only half being sarcastic here, that movie was actually a dramatic art work.)

Do you know what else is amazing? My favourite restaurant, Chipotle, (which I thought was 95 miles away from Motherly house) turned out to be literally a 2 minute drive away. I died inside and was brought back to life by steak and cilantro lime rice. Heaven. It broke my heart to leave.

January 5th

We went out to dinner one last time (where I found another Chipotle location right next to their favourite restaurant, go figure), and then came home to pack up and get ready for the trip back to Albuquerque.

It was sad to leave Motherly. She's just so damn cute.

The flight home was fine, however I left Colorado on a low note:

It's good to be home. I missed my poor sick hubby. My poor lonely pug. My poor destroyed house. And my poor little blog that was well taken care of in my absence by good, and awesomely offensive friends.