Give me the Italian waffle

I ate an Italian waffle plate for lunch. Waffle + chocolate ice cream + a shot of espresso. It rocked my afternoon. But now, I want a nap.

I've been trying to find a suitable "elopement" dress. Although, I guess we're technically not eloping as Mike broke down and convinced me to invite our immediate family members. My dad is super jazzed. Not sure about the rest of the fam (no response from sister; mom claims she will be on safari). Guess that might be due in part to the ceremony being scheduled for a Tuesday night. Oh well. I guess I'm just following tradition of not doing things the right way.

At any rate, I can't wait to get to Santa Fe. I'm ready for a vacation. I haven't taken a real summer vacation (more than 3 days) since I was in college and actually had a summer break. Geez, six years of no vacation! That's so ridiculous! Sometimes I really dislike living in a country that thinks overworking means working normal hours.

Not much else going on. Spring is coming!