Sunday, July 21, 2013

A Quick Trip to Utah

I'm trying to get a little caught up in posting about our goings on this summer but it's hard for me to sit down at the computer because we've been doing so many fun things.  So here's a quick history of my trip to Utah in June, to see my younger brother get married.  I left Stewart at home so he could focus on studying for the bar exam. 

I flew into Salt Lake City late on a Thursday night and then spent Friday with friends and doing some shopping.  Saturday morning came far too early after being up late Friday night, but I got up around 5:30 so I could get to downtown Salt Lake to run in the Color Me Rad race taking place that morning.  I met up with a friend from Buffalo and ran on the team with her family.  It was, by far, the most fun (and least competitive) race I've ever done.
This is what I looked like after being showered with colored corn starch for 3.1 miles.  Disgusting but awesome.  Then we went out for waffles.  

I then headed back to my friends' house where I was staying to get cleaned up for the wedding.  Nathan is the last of my parents' five children, and now we're all married.  He's known Grace since they were about 4 years old.  Our parents are great friends.  The wedding was beautiful.  The bride was stunning.  
I know they're not great photos but it's what I could get with my phone.  I'm sure the photographer they had got much better ones.   It was great to see all my siblings, their families, my parents and grandparents, and even some cousins and aunts and uncles.  I was a little worried that I'd be alone for much of the wedding since Stewart wasn't able to come along, but I was lucky enough to find a new date in my nephew Ben.  
He insisted on hanging out with me almost the entire evening.  For one dance, he and I were the only ones on the dance floor.  I'm sure we were pretty entertaining to everyone watching. 

My last full day in Utah was that Sunday.  I went to church with the friends I stayed with, and then we went to Salt Lake for the afternoon/evening, to wander around.  Salt Lake has a great downtown and I always love wandering around Temple Square and just seeing the mountains.  After we got home that evening, I offered to make tortillas to go with the taco fillings that my friend made.  I even got to teach her kids how to make tortillas and they each rolled out and cooked the tortilla they had for dinner.  It took longer than when I make them alone, but this was a lot more fun. 

I flew home the next day.  I'm always glad to get home after being away, especially when I go away without Stewart.  When he picked me up from the airport, he had some flowers for me, to welcome me home.  I was happy to see him no matter what, but the flowers were a definite bonus to coming home.