YeeeeHawwwww!

This city girl turned in her stiletto's for boots this weekend at the Monte Vista Ski Hi Stampede! Although, to be honest, I brought a pair with me, but it was NOT recommended that I wear them to 'the cage'. Um, cage??? WTF?

4 hours south of Denver in a small farming town called Monte Vista exists a ridiculous debauchery of drunkenness known as Stampede. Rodeo, carnival, dance, and parade, NO farming town is complete without its own fabulous version! This is my BF's home town, so its like a giant family/school reunion for him. I meet like 80 people each year I go, and I'm all hammered up so I just meet them again and again like its the first time every time!

So turns out there is this warehouse that has been turned into somewhat of an event center (aka a giant barn with a cement floor), and they fence part of it off for the bar, and call it The Cage. So, we get all fancied up (minus the pumps), and catch a ride from his sister down there.

EVERYONE is there. Locals that since moved out of town are back for this debacle (more come back for THIS than Christmas!) - its a big 'ol hug and punch-ya-in-the-shoulder fest. For the next 2 hours we yak, drink, yak, drink, yak (oh, someone did "the worm" on the cage floor in there somewhere) and drink some more. I have 2 drinks in my hands AT ALL TIMES since the lines are so long, so I don't remember most of these pictures. I'm such a lady. GO ME!

Pretty soon the night is over, and these huge cowboys start hustling everyone outta there like cattle. We lost track of the people we came with, but I am too concerned with chugging my vodka/7up before I have to toss the cup on my way out the door. We get outside, and I'm thinking "Do we call 7's or 3's?" when I realize - there's no CABS here!!! Hm. Well, everything is close so we COULD walk it....

Just as I am thinking this, I hear Jodi yell "Heeeey AURORA!!! Over here - I got us all a ride! Well well, Jodi is IN THE BACK OF THE SHERIFF'S police jeep! WTF!!! I'm thinkin, 'Is this legal?' when my BF goes haulin' ace over there and climbs in, followed by EVERYONE in our party! I'm laughing my ace off at this point watching everyone clown car it in there, with the sheriff hollering about 'climb in the way back' and 'just sit on her lap' and shit that Denver cops would JAIL you for. Who am I to argue with the cops?





Jodi is next to me yelling "Lights and sirens! Lights and sirens". The sheriff obliges, turns everything on full blast, and HAULS ASS outta there with NONE of us in seatbelts. YEAH, BITCHES!!!!



I'm hardcore. I don't need cabs. We got the local Sheriff. I am SO trying this when I get back to Denver, yo.