Thank you MR. POSTMAN!

I felt like the luckiest, most loved lady EVAH today. so stinkin grateful for fantastic friends. 

lately.

WEIRD/FANTASTIC portraits.

GOSH. FREAKIN IDIOT.

Well, it's about time. My mother has been OBSESSED with Napoleon Dynamite since 2004. That's 8 stinkin years ya'll. She's got replicas of his glasses. A latex Napoleon mask. Napoleon and Pedro 12 inch figurines. She quotes the movie at least twice a week. And once even bought a 10 lb.  box of Napoleon themed magnets, pins, and other junk off of ebay.

It's shocking actually that it took us this long, but we finally got around to taking a trip to the lovely (okay, not lovely, but definitely okay) town of Preston, Idaho where the movie was filmed. Not gonna lie, we were expecting so much more. Maybe a Napoleon statue at town square, a Napoleon themed dance club, a restaurant that only sold tuna casserole and tatter tots, and hale, at least a museum! Woe unto us, by the time we finally made it into town, the hype was waaaay past gone. We were undeterred and in a truly Napoleon-esque fashion we awkwardly posed in front of thrift shops, high schools, and random houses on the side of the street. It was absolutely meant to be, and accidentally finding it on our hotel TV the night before just cemented the fact. 

    And yes, we did try to recreate the epically fantastic dance scene.

mountain getaway.

Baby bro and I took to the mountains in search of some relief from Boise's 100+ temps. Hauling down one lane dirt roads, catching some river current, drinking coke out of glass bottles, and exploring abandoned mountain towns. Could it get any better?

photo of the day

    (backyard adventures)

population: a whopping 513 people.

oh, say can you see!!!

I convinced the family to trek it up to Melba for 4th of July celebrations, and holy moly was it fantastic. We stuffed our faces with 14 inch corn dogs, devoured some oh-my-goodness-delicious street tacos, and defied death in a human sized hamster ball. What a glorious way to celebrate being part of a great country!

And yes, that actually IS a minivan with a three foot lift. 

IDAHO KEEPIN IT CLASSY AS ALWAYS.

hillbilly as hale.

Baby bro number 2 took the doors off his rodeo, claiming that it was totally legal and practical. First, if Jeeps can go without doors, why can't other cars? And second, with no doors, you can get in and out quicker and the breeze is fantastic. Makes sense, right? I was skeptical. But after a ride around the block, all qualms about aesthetics were forgotten. The hilarious looks we got while driving (shock/surprise/disgust/disbelief) quickly made this a long term adjustment. At least until winter.