Mawwiage. Mawwiage is what bwings us togethew today. Blogging 101 Day 11

I was getting a pedicure and thoroughly enjoying myself and my cup of coffee. I was completely oblivious to the sound of my phone vibrating in my purse. I was getting married today! Nothing could bring me down.

After getting pampered, I checked my phone to see who dared to try and bother me in my moment of bliss. It was the woman at my venue, coldly informing me that I needed to “call her right away”.

I knew immediately that they had double booked the venue. My wonderful secluded park with the beautiful aspen trees that were shedding their brilliant yellow leaves. Park City. One of my favorite cities and where I would say “I do” to the love of my life.

I was right! They had double booked my wedding venue and I was informed I would have to now share the park with 80 strangers who were having a work luncheon. 80 more people?!? Work luncheon?!? We had intentionally kept our wedding invite list short. No more than 30 people were attending. But now there would be 80 people I didn’t even know. I was fuming. We had been dreaming of having a very small and intimate ceremony with family and VERY close friends. My husband’s family would not be able to make it from England and Zambia, so we thought it best to have a small gathering and then have a big celebration with them when we make it to Zambia. How would they feel knowing there were people there we didn’t even know? I was heartbroken.

I called Miss Venue Lady back and gave her a large piece of my mind. She was very apologetic and said she’d “see what she could do”.

With only 4 hours until showtime, and after begging the luncheon havers to move their festivities to another park, Miss Venue Lady came through and saved the day! However, she was also the one who had ruined it, so I don’t want to give TOO much credit where too much credit is most certainly NOT due.

The rest of our wedding day went off without a hitch. Thank the heavens! It was beautiful weather (we were anticipating rain!) and beautiful company. The only thing we both would have changed is if we had been able to have his entire family there with us. We missed them terribly.

All of this to say, I would love to relive that day again and again. I can only pray that everyone else in the world will get to have a day like that. This post is my response to this prompt.



9000 sheep. And I think Coca Cola Freestyle should hire me. 

One week down with Blogging 101! Has been fun so far, but I am still testing the Internet waters to see how warm they are. If I can trust it. I tend to still write in my handy dandy notebook (my moleskine). It’s safe and comfortable. And the sound of my pen moving across the paper inspires me somehow. I’m trying to convince myself that the tapping of my thumbs on my small iPhone keyboard have the same magical ability. I’m getting there 🙂

C (I’m calling my husband that. It may seem so 2005 to not name your spouse in your blog, but again, I’m testing the waters)


C decided a 10:30 showing of the new James Bond movie would be a good idea last night.

I’ve been (purposely) sound asleep by 10:00 every night for a month. I have enjoyed my blissful 9 hours of sleep each night and the feeling of restfulness that greets me with a metaphoric smile and a cup of coffee the next morning. However, he LOVES James Bond. He has even been listening to all the past James Bond theme songs for the last week to ready himself for this opening night. I didn’t want to disappoint him, so I decided to prepare myself. I would just take a 3 hour nap BEFORE the movie. Easy peasy!

It was all planned and set. C even made dinner and brought it in to me at 6:30 sharp. I needed to be asleep by 7:00, so being served dinner in bed was necessary…… Duh! (He is the best) ten minutes to 7:00, C kindly left the room so I could begin my sleep marathon. I fell asleep at approximately 7:03. And slept and slept until…..



Now, anyone who knows me knows I.CAN.SLEEP. I didn’t think this 3 hour nap would be my Everest. So, a little embarrassed by my pathetic power nap, I shut my eyes again and tried to force myself back to dreamland.

I counted the crap out of those sheep.

All 9000 of them.

I had failed miserably. So, I got up, gulped down some strong black coffee, created a new Coca-Cola Freestyle mix (cleverly named musey-goosey), put my big girl pants on, and left to face my destiny. I just knew I would be doing the fall asleep head bobbing for the next 2 1/2 hours.

BUT, I managed! I stayed awake the entire time. I don’t think C has ever been more proud of me. I was the super cool wife who goes with her husband to see James Bond at 10:30 on imax! Wa wa woo wa.

Now, I am enjoying my lazy Saturday with my lazy Mia. The air outside is crisp and smells of wet leaves and all things pumpkin spice. It’s begging me to make some coffee and take a drive up one of the beautiful canyons. Nowhere does Fall the way Utah does. I dare you to argue that.


A Mia bum. She is trying to soak up as much sun as possible before winter comes.

One month strong!

It has officially been one month since I convinced the best human ever to marry me. Woo woo woo (fist pumping the air like a frat boy). I have signed up for a “Blogging 101” course so hopefully not all my posts will be so short and uninteresting. I would just love to get in the habit of “memory keeping and writing down somewhere so I can read it later in life to my someday kids who probably won’t care” and have pictures too. 🙂