The Uintas

We went backpacking up to Grand Daddy Lake in the Uintas last weekend. We hiked, lazed by the lake, played cards and enjoyed the incredible beauty surrounding us all weekend. We even got to pack up and hike out Sunday morning in the rain, which I loved. There are no camp fires allowed within a 1/4 mile of the lake so we weren't able to roast hot dogs and s'mores, play charades or sit around the fire yelling at Pops for his uncontrollable flatulence. Such a bummer. But it was the only down side to an otherwise perfect weekend!

Farmer Popason

should I call him?

This little gem was stuck on my computer at work this morning. Apparently, Shawn was one of the guys that came in to clean the carpets at my work last night. He didn't say one word to me, but I'm sure we're soul mates. Thanks for the ego boost, Shawn the carpet guy.

A year and two days

Today marks a year and two days since I've seen my little brother. Miss you Buns!