Cirque du Soleil KOOZA – Portland, OR

From the moment I spotted the huge blue and yellow big top near the Portland waterfront, I felt like a kid again. I oooooed, awwwed, and talked about it for weeks until one evening Keenan came home with tickets for Cirque du Soleil KOOZA….guess he picked up on my “suttle” hints!

What happens in Vegas…

What happens in Vegas…stays in Vegas, right? Well not for this girl…there’s just too many good things I must share about my past experiences in sin city.

Day Three: Denver, Colorado

Immediately following church we ironically stopped at a little cafe on Gaylord Street called Devil’s Food for breakfast. While we waited for a table we strolled down the street and visited a few local shops. Our first stop was a small boutique named Pome. Each nook and cranny of this long, narrow shop was filled with unique gifts like colorful, vintage aprons and bath salts in the form of cupcakes.