Ideal Bite

In August this year, I was lucky enough to get to spend Jen's birthday with her in Bozeman. All in all, it was a fun celebration. But then it morphed somewhat - what started with cocktails, turned into white wine, graduated to tequila, transitioned to beer, and then moved to red wine. We capped the evening off by watching DVDs and scarfing French fries in some bad throwback to life in 1996.

For reasons completely unfathomable to me, Jen got up at the crack of dawn and went to a riding lesson for three hours. She was absolutely fine. Had a lovely, sun-filled day.

Me? I got intimately acquainted with her very nice Mancesa dual flush toilet. Until 6 pm.

-Heather...off to consider how this blog would have been more age-appropriate 10 years ago...