Yeah, we're gonna be best friends...

Punk has started to watch movies. Nemo has become the best baby sitter...EVER. In T minus two hours Hunk and I leaving to go on a mini-vacae for his birthday. Nothing to exciting...really, not joking. Hunk wanted to go ice fishing, I wanted to do the palm tree thing. I lost. So we are venturing not north or south, but east. Have you ever been to eastern Montana? No. Well, if you haven't been there well there is a lot of nothing. Truly. Lots of manly nothing. It's Hunk dream vacation.

So while I am so excited to get away for a few days I am even more excited about a sweet lil envelope I got in the mail yesterday. I was beside myself with excitement...I was like an excited little yappy dog.

 The Pioneer Woman is coming to Montana...and I got VIP tickets to see her! gasp, cry, pee a little...I may have done all of them. TMI? sorry.

 I know when we meet our eyes will meet Ree and I will instantly become best friends. Yeah, I am pretty certain that is how it will go down....or not....

 So I also get a new hat. Remember Jane Henry? Celia made this lovely for me...it also has a detachable crocheted flower that goes with it.

And because I have to sit in the cold for two days ice fishing I treated myself to a new pair of boots. Houndstooth Sorels...yeah...you gotta be stylish when on the ice, it's the only way to remain sain in the -10 degree weather.

Peaceloveskisses.