Yesterday was Missoula's Wedding Fair. I went with my best friend Holly, her mom, fiance, and one other bride's maid. We all went out to breakfast, and then walked over to the fair. It was a bit overwhelming at first, vendors everywhere, a million women with their friends and family as well, but as time went by we got used to the chaos, and started to enter for prizes and (they) sampled the food. There was lots of cup cakes, as well as finger food, all of which I was unable to eat. Lunch time came, and I was the only hungry one, I ordered a sandwich, it was pretty darn good... you can't really beat a good BLT. Later in the day they all started to get hungry again, and what did they order... oh man this cheese dish that had extra sharp cheddar, feta, jack, and one other kind of cheese, all finished off with a huge topping of a sour cream. Surprisingly it did not bother me... sure it smelled delish, but it was not unbearable.
Anyway, the point it, this journey has only just begun, and my willpower is growing stronger by the minute.