Monday, February 25, 2013

Today, my most favorite nurse slash brewmaster turns 31. If I write out one more post swooning over how much I love Hunter, I'm certain I'll loose all of my readers. So instead, allow me to tell you a few things about my main squeeze ::

:: He always, always puts up with my random and admittedly obnoxious song singing. Be it on a car ride or using a bottle of Siracha as a microphone...he just sits there looking content as can be and let's me do my thing until thankfully, the song is over.

:: Speaking of Siracha, he eats as much, if not more spicy food than I do. That's a pretty big statement, as anyone who knows me knows I love my jalapeƱos, pepperchinis and Red Hot.

:: Most nights, he snores 3 times before waking himself up then falls back to sleep again. I don't know why I find that so adorable.

:: The man knows how to spoon. Enough said.

:: He is ever so patient with my shortcomings. Encouraging, patient and understanding which is incredibly inspiring.

:: He makes a drill look sooooo good. I finally understand the hyped up fascination with men and tool belts, because good gravy does he make doing actual physical labor look fine.

:: He has the most beautiful adventurous spirit of anyone I've ever met. I'm currently laying on a sofa in a cabin lit only by a lamp and fireplace in Red Lodge MT as I type this...this is where his adventurous spirit took is this week. I love how much he loves a road trip, day trip or times spent outdoors.

:: He understands that I have a small handful of girlfriends whom I would take a bullet for, and never ever scolds me when I'm spending too much time texting photos of flowers to Jaime, or laughing hysterically at the banter back and forth with Mary, or whispering on the phone in the bathroom with Amie at 11pm.

:: Same goes both ways. He is still BFF's with his BFF's from elementary school, and though sometimes their inside joke telling gets a little...meh, it speaks volumes for how he doesn't take a friendship or any person for granted.

:: He always lets Charlie share his bowl of cereal in the mornings which is oh-so messy and not very germ friendly, but he lets him do it anyhow. You watch the the two of them in their pajamas with bed head sharing a bowl of cereal at 7am and let me know where your swoon level lies. Shooting over 10? Thought so.

:: He would rather read, play cards or go for a walk rather than lay around watch TV any day of the week.

:: He always lets me cry when I'm overwhelmed, sad, mad, melancholy, scared, frustrated or downright confused without making me feel like a crazy person.

:: When we are finished eating, he always folds his cloth napkin back up. The man was raised well.

:: Speaking of which, his everlasting love for his mom and dad can bring a tear to my eye. The love of a son for his parents isn't something that can be put into words.

:: He eats my cooking. My crazy tofu ricotta, black bean burgers turned falafel and cashew cheese cooking.

Have you heard enough?! Ok maybe this was more barfy than another I love my boyfriend post, but deal wit it.

Happy birthday, my goose! Thanks for being so damn handsome, silly, sexy and inspiring all at the very same time. I ruff you.

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Location:HBD, HMM.

Saturday, February 23, 2013

I interrupt this blog silence,

to bring you the cutest baby this side of the Mississippi?  No...cuter than that. South of Canada....?  Naw...not telling enough.  North of Mexico?...well let's just stick with THE cutest baby!  Easier that way.

Thursday, February 14, 2013


happy valentines day to the hershey to my kiss.  the honey to my bee.  the love to my life.  
i love you.
i love you.
i love you.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

A peek into our everyday:

lots of:
window gazing
snowing, snowing and more snowing
late night sonic the hedgehog playing
beer brewing
baby planking
finally skiing
{ once every few weeks } date night cooking

to sum it all up: life loving.

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Why today doesn't suck:

When I cut open my avacado this morning, it was perfectly green with no blemishes.

There was just enough grounds to make one small pot of coffee.

I was able to enjoy a lengthy+ blissful steam shower.

I got cleared to start running again at my PT appt!

Even better...I GOT CLEARED TO SKI AGAIN AT MY PT APPT!(!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Bamboo Market had my most favorite
red cabbage/almond/rasin/red pepper/green onion/ginger
slaw in stock.

this photo doesn't properly highlight the river gliding through in front of the hill, or the sun reflecting off the water
 and sending little sparkles into the air.  or the steam drifting off the rock the teeny tiny waterfall is trickling
down from.  it's all there, you just have to trust. ; >

There is a window spot available at the Steamboat Library for me to camp out at for a few hours.
And when I say window spot, I really mean literally THE cream of the crop window spot.


I saw this ENGAGED: The Invitation on one of the blogs I read, and cracked UP thinking back to Jaime and my, well technically Jaime and Ryan's wedding, but Jaime and my wedding invite designing days.  After watching that one, there is a chance I clicked through and watched all 11 videos from their YouTube channel.  Not all of them are as funny as The Invitation, but as juvenile as it might shape me up to be, I laughed even harder at Klepper and Grey: Poop Brunch.  { Favorite part :: 1:40 for some disgusting reason. }  Between you and me { and the entire interweb }, I laughed.........and wept a little at ENGAGED: The Couch when I realized how ridiculous her commentary over the couch was, and how even more ridiculous it was that I could relate to over-analyzing, obsessing and blowing things out of proportion along the likes of The Couch to Hunter.  Sawwryyyyy Hunter.  

Wednesday, February 6, 2013


>> In the past week and a half, I bet I've ate close to 100 tangerines?  Hashtag: can'tstopwon'tstop
>> While living on top of a mountain, in the dead middle of winter in WYOMING, Hunter and I still keep our window open in our room day/night?
>> I washed my hair today for the first time in 9 days?
>> Every single person living with us up at Snowy has a flu/cold of some sort?  Yeah, we are more fun than a barrel of monkeys.  
>> My beautiful cousin has been married for a year this week?  { Srsly, how has it been a year already that we were infusing gummy bears with vodka for you, Beck? }
>> I'm making poor man's pho tonight and am embarrassingly excited about the tofu I'm pressing as we speak?
>> In the past week, I've had two people really close to me tell me the exact same sentence of "You worry too much." and I've been actively working towards un-worrying about things?
>> Since I started writing this blog post, I've already ate 6 cuties?
>> I returned from my spectacular NH trip with three new bruises, one sizing bigger than a softball?
>> I first sat down to recap said spectacular NH trip but my head is too loud { aka I have a headache }, to properly think, so I'm doing my fallback list posts?
>> I just found a website I wish I had known about for roughly 10 months now?
>> I'm going to sign off to lay down and read/drink tea/attempt to nap and get rid of my headache?