Hello there blogger world! I'm really trying to get back into the habit of blogging regularly--especially since there's so much to do these days! Between marathon training and wedding planning and thesis writing (how, oh HOW could I forget about that?!?!)....
For some strange reason I've also been on a cooking kick. Which is fine. It's been fun so far.
Anyway, Tommy and I completed week one of the training schedule, ending yesterday with a four miler. We took Bandit to the dog park and ran around it four times. Best. Run. Ever. Not that I would run there again (can you say boring? I prefer one big loop--constantly changing scenery!), but I just felt so good. I'm excited to see if I can do two-four milers this week.
In wedding related news, WE BOOKED A VENUE YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Deer Valley here we come! There are some beautiful photos by the lovely Pepper Nix that really highlight the venue we have chosen. I just love the idea of getting married outside in the mountains, but luckily for us, if the weather changes, they have a beautiful indoor space too.
I also really really wanted to get married in Park City. Not that we have any special bonds with the place, but because our out of town guests will have much more fun in PC than SLC. They can easily get around without a car, there are things to do--shopping, galleries, museums, hiking, biking, site seeing, spas, etc etc etc--and since most of our guests are of the out of town variety, I just know they'll be happier there than our lovely capital city *cough*.
And now that we have that out of the way I can begin all of the other stuff too! Before we booked a venue I felt like I was getting too ahead of myself thinking about colors (what if they don't match the venue), bridesmaids dresses (need the colors first!), flowers (again with the damn colors!), food (half the potential venues provided it), etc etc etc. This huge weight means I can start planning everything else. And let's get real, planning is like my favorite hobby (Tommy says I have special planning hands--whenever I'm about to tell him of some special plan--say for the evening, or next weekend, or what I'm going to do with my day, I apparently [ok, I actually do it] clasp my hands together under my chin). So let the planning begin!!!!!