Photo: Me and Dan finishing the San Jose Muddy Buddy
I was out for a run yesterday when I had an idea for a series of blog pots that would focus on those things that maybe I’ve been keeping to myself… afraid of saying out loud (on line) for fear that you would think I’m weird.
Well, the fact is: I am weird.
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Can you believe it is already May? I’m shocked. And relieved as well.
April was a marathon of family events from simple visits to weddings and a funeral. Overall it was a good, albeit hectic, month. But now April is gone (whew) and May is here (woot!).
And now with all this free time, I’ve been letting my creative juices flow. I have cooked a little, written some, and crafted a lot.
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Even though Dan and I ran off to Hawaii and got married by ourselves, we do want to celebrate with friends and family. So this Saturday we’re doing just that.
Savory & Sweet is catering (mm, tri tip and polenta lasagna).
Coffee Zombie Collective is jamming.
And I… I am making the cupcakes.
Wait, did I just say I am making the cupcakes? Yep, I think I did. Uh oh… Not that I’m afraid of making cupcakes. That is, at least I wasn’t.
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Mackenzie by Jenny Yoo
Hey, so how bout it? Want to look at dresses with me? Great! Let’s go…
[If you said no, can I interest you in some chocolate biscotti instead?]
I saw that dress in an issue of The Knot and it was love at first sight. When I looked up the designer Jenny Yoo I found that I liked several of her dresses and her overall style. But that was the one, I just knew it. Desperate to try it on, I made an appointment at Bella Bridesmaid because it was the only shop in my area that carries Jenny Yoo.
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(picture from the movie Tristan and Isolde)
In honor of St. Patrick’s Day and all things Irish, I’m interrupting the confessions of a sugar addict to share a real life Irish fairy tale with you.
It was the early 1800s in Ireland. John was a strapping young blacksmith from the County Waterford. He fell in love with a beautiful lass from a neighboring county. Her name was Eleanor.
Eleanor’s parents were Irish nobility, and she was their only daughter. She was destined to marry a nobleman, not a blacksmith. Her parents objected to John and would not allow them to marry.
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