Monday, February 28, 2011

When in Rome...

Sooo, I started this nutso blog thing.  I say that because I probably don't have the time to commit to this like a lot of people do, but I am going to give it a whirl, squirrel.  I actually think/hope it will be very therapeutic, relaxing, and detoxifying...sort of like yoga, but without the pain.

I had been thinking about doing it for awhile now (that's what she said - sorry) but wanted to wait until my life got sort of interesting.  I think I am there :) Not that it wasn't interesting before, but seriously who wants to read about what I ate for dinner and what my favorite celebrities are up to (Bethenny Frankel Hoppy and Katy Perry are just great btw) when I can discuss my sweet cooking skills (nope), my volunteering escapades, the shenanigans of living with your best friend, three hilarious and loving chihuahuas a.k.a 'The Rat Pack', a superb and mostly awesome group of friends and family and a refrigerator that dies frequently.  Which btw it died again yesterday and my fearless fiance is cleaning it out as I type this and trying not to gag....Mmmmm what's for supper?!  Looks like spaghettios.

But, most of all I wanted to publish the never ever boring slash incredible process of planning the "Most Ultimate Dream Wedding Ever" (in my super hero echo voice) without losing my mind (is that even possble? Don't answer that).  SO, I am jumping on the blogging bandwagon because as Ron Burgundy would say "When in Rome..." right??  Moscato is calling my name - Ciao!