When Evan finished his first semester of—official—nursing school, I did a little celebratory dance for the occasion. And—of course—I watched the video over and over, because I’m addicted to that laugh. The beginning of this journey feels like so. long. ago. Because it’s been a really long journey—this whole Evan-in-Nursing-School thing. He has worked nights … Continue reading my favorite laugh.
One Year. 366 Days. One year ago from Sunday, Evan and I set out on a great adventure—marriage. But we decided to make the actual day an adventure, as well, so we set out on bikes from Jackson, Wyoming to String Lake in Grand Teton National Park [28 miles], waited out the rain, vowed to … Continue reading a nearly grand anniversary.
During a welcome beat of my new-found stride, I went on a hike with some badass ladies tonight. We hike fast up the “M” in Bozeman. It’s like the “M” in Missoula… same same, but different. Montanans love putting letters on mountains. Afterwards, we hung out on a bench and talked and watched in horror … Continue reading I accept.
Man. It’s 1:30 in the morning and here I am blahgging. After a semester of going crazy and going places and going far, I have to look back and evaluate. But I can’t. I know I want more of that. More making films. More clicking with crews. More winning. More bike rides with besties. More … Continue reading only now.
…go hard on Friday nights by dancing to the new Arcade Fire album on the couch. I know it’s over-played, but we couldn’t stop dancing to this song: Thank you, Friday, for not being Monday – Thursday. Continue reading all the coolest people…
love, hipster popeye and olive oyl. Continue reading happy hollerween!
This is what Missoula looks like today from my view: The story I’m about to tell did not have the same snowy setting, but it was colder… about 20 degrees. This is what the door to our apartment looks like: Evan and I live nextdoor to this lovely woman named Suzie… who I hardly ever … Continue reading van me twice.