Welcome to Denver!

I'm in Colorado right now, helping my dearest, oldest (in length of time known, not age) friend plan her November wedding. I am also blogging from my phone, which I am sure is less than aesthetically perfect. Oh well!


In just a few hours we managed to get her (somewhat) registered, pick out bridesmaid dresses, and gather cake, invites, flower and favor ideas. This wedding is just about in the bag!

By the time you read this, we will be halfway to Estes Park touring the GORGEOUS venue. I am going to regret that 11 on bedtime...

Can you see them?

There is something about rolling hills and farms and dilapidated barns or cattle corrals that makes me drift off into daydreams of horseback riding in long skirts and petticoats or wagon trains dotting the horizon. California has plenty of fodder for my imagination what with Northern California's gold mining towns, the Sierra Mountains and sprawling cattle ranches along the Central Coast.

Aaron frequently gets frustrated with me when we drive places because he's the one stuck driving and instead of keeping him company I've got my nose plastered to the window, daydreaming away. Unless we are traveling down I-5 between Elk Grove and LA.  Cuz that's just boring.