Monday, August 29, 2011
Earlier in the summer one of my bestest friends came out to see for herself all the craziness and hopefully meet the lady who is in love with John Wayne. Even though we didn't meet the Duke lover we did have an amazing time. We traveled to the happiest candy store ever, played lots of cards where I totally dominated, and just enjoyed all that my little town has to offer. Since she describes it so much better than I can I will refer you to her.
Big Sky Country
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Crazy mom sitting by me "So we are so lucky to get "so and so" for a line coach."
Me: uhhh, why is that?
Crazy Mom: (Looking like I should know already) He was a Bobcat!!
Me: (In my head I am saying.. bobcat, bobcat...yea, that means nothing to me)
So, should I know who the Bobcats are?
Crazy Mom: (another look) They are the hated enemies of the Grizz!
Of course how could I not know the small college in Missoula has hated enemies called the bobcats and they used to have a player in the 80's who is now our line-coach. We are indeed lucky.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Even Dave got into the spirit by writing a 20 foot " I love Jill" in our drive-way. Maybe they will break out the play-dough tomorrow.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Now, I admit it wasn't the most glamourous of fire pits, but it did the job. How are we supposed to have our anual "Last day of School Book burning party" So, I hope whoever stole my fire pit is reading this and feels bad that I will not be able to make s'mores on "National S'more Day" and I will have no-where to burn our books.
Monday, August 8, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
When from out of nowhere a very aggresive goose started to attack. What is up with me and crazy animals trying to kill me? examples: demon squirrels from Denver, Pitbulls, and now this crazy goose. I am not exagerating when I say he was chasing us. In fact Brian saved us all by running to get the riding lawn mower and forcing it back to it's demon pond.
I know he doesn't look vicious, but trust me, when this thing is chasing you it is quite scarry. I think next week we should invite the Hawkes over for a safe evening of watching the Food Network.