On Saturday night my friends Joanna and Nick got married, and their wedding was amazing. Mostly because they’re both pretty much the best people ever, but also because it was 50’s themed and was complete with candy cigarettes, a photo booth, and casino games. Also, that cake up there was the tastiest wedding cake I’ve ever had. I spent about 10 minutes scheming a way to sneak some out with me in my purse, but then I saw an unattended piece on a table near me, so I snagged it and then pretended to be all appalled with its rightful owner when he returned from the dance floor to find his delicious cake missing. SORRY, NOT SORRY.
In other news, I’ve decided to try and get back into half marathon shape. Partly to offset that CAKE ALL THE TIME diet you just read about, and partly because I miss actually training instead of just running a few miles randomly when I feel like it. I have my eye on a few races in April (a 10-miler and half marathon), so that gives me plenty of time to prepare while also being close enough that I can’t keep skipping workouts to watch Netflix in my pajamas.
Finally, Dave made Guinness lamb stew last night, and it was SO GOOD. It’s the perfect winter evening meal, if you happen to be in one of the regions of the U.S. actually getting a winter this year. Anyway, he promised he’d guest blog with the recipe, so look for that later this week. In the meantime, I’ll be at work, dreaming about cake.