OKay, okay, okay...

I don't really have much to say today, but it's been more than a week since my last post, so I feel it necessary to post something. Right now I'm sitting at home watching the SATC movie for the hundredth time. It always makes me want to move to the city. Not that the BC isn't great for some things. For example, it's a wonderfully clean, quiet city to raise a family in. But for a twenty-something couple with no children, it definitely leaves something to be desired. I went to Salt Lake yesterday to see my sister's new dog (adorable little Henry). I always love going to Salt Lake. Granted, as far metropolitan areas go, I understand this hardly makes the cut. But, for little Utah, it's all we've got. SLC, to me, feels like it's on the verge of something amazing. Many people don't know it (even I didn't until recently), but SLC has so much more to offer than you think. We have an emerging fashion industry that is nothing short of immpressive, we have enough farmer's markets and festivals to please any taste, our fine art scene downtown seems to be growing, and the architecure in the city is inspiring. More than just being a part of something established, Salt Lake City makes me feel like you're part of history. Part of the force that is creating a truly wonderful place to be.

Interesting Little Tidbit

Did you know Utah is ranked fifth healthiest state in the nation? Yup, according to an article on MSN, Utah is pretty healthy. Honestly, it's probably because fewer people drink and smoke in this state. Just my guess. But I thought it was pretty cool.

Blink and you'll miss it

As Kristine pointed out in one of her posts, the changing of the seasons in Utah can be truly spectacular. My favorite part of driving to Logan the past couple of weeks has been fall colors on the mountain sides. So, needless to say, I was a little let down when I made that drive on Tuesday to find the change was basically over. The only colors were the green pine trees and the brown of the branches and hills. It struck me that while fall is probably my favorite season, it may just be the shortest one in Utah. We are expecting snow on the valley floors this weekend. So, for those of you who may have missed the season change, check out Kristine's post on her blog 'I'll go if I don't have to talk' (she's on my blog list). Otherwise, you'll just have to try to catch the magic next year. Winter, here we come.

I think I'm in love!

You know that friend you've had forever. The one that you may not have thought was that attractive but has always been there for you? Did you ever find yourself looking at them one day in a whole new light? Well, that's what's been happening to me. I think I'm falling in love with Salt Lake City. It kind of crept up on me. The more I visit, the more I find things and places that I never knew existed. And I'm loving it! A big turning point in our relationship happened tonight at the Fashion Stroll on Broadway between 200 East and 300 East. Some of you may know of my love (read: obsession) with fashion. And I've always been under the impression that there was no real fashion base in Utah. I believe I was wrong. The Fashion Stroll was put together by Matt Monson who owns the boutique model.citizen, which offers men and women's clothing by local designers. It happens twice a year, Fall and Spring, for local designers and boutiques to come together as part of a street festival that features live music, fashion shows, and lots of great people. It was eye opening. As I walked down Broadway surrounded by designers, antique stores, clothes and some very stylish people, I got that feeling you get when you catch a really cute guy looking at you. Exhilarated and empowered. It was unlike anything I would expect from Salt Lake City. It made Salt Lake City feel like the popular urban areas I've always dreamed of living in. It seems my dream may have just gotten a little closer.

Bring a salad...

Is it everyone, or is it just the mormons? Whenever we get together, say for a barbeque or potluck, twelve different people are assigned to bring a salad. Of course there's green salad, and potato and macaroni. But, in my opinion, if you bring canned pineapple covered in whipped cream and marshmollows, that qualifies as dessert, not salad. It never ceases to amaze me how the mormons will add sugar in one of it's many forms to just about any part of the meal they can. I mean, how many different ambrosia-type salads have you had? I've probably had thirty. No joke. All I'm saying is just because it's got one type of fruit hiding among the mounds of sweets doesn't make it a salad. It's a dessert, people. A dessert.