Seriously.

Okay, so Friday and Saturday's weather was completely bogus. Rain and snow drenched Denver. It was miserable. It's the middle of April, people. Seriously. I hated it, the dogs wouldn't go potty, and the ground turned into a freezing pool. 

Saturday night, we were watching Zack and Miri (which is crude and hilarious) when we heard a loud banging and scraping noises from the roof. When it came time to take the pups outside, I made Blake go with me - just in case. Outside the a disaster services company was just finishing shoveling snow off of the roof. Someone in our condo building must have had a leak from all of the water. Lovely.

One good thing: the dogs got to wear their new coats. Nacho was peeved, and Mia was just plain confused (as usual).

Today, it was lovely out, and I'm happy to say the snow is gone. That's the good thing about Denver. Here today; gone tomorrow.

Oh, and I'm really happy about my new pink-stemmed, crystal Riedel wine glasses for my Rose Ste. Chapelle wine. Call me a wine-o, but it is delightful.