Our weekend.

Saturday for date night we headed north to that famous preston night rodeo. That preston night rodeo is one of those small town traditions that makes you feel a little bit country and a lot a bit happy, and it's always a good time. Always. On the way through town the hubs surprised me by stopping at jimmy johns for a gourmet sandwich, which is a surprise since the hubs doesn't much care for that jimmy johns. Sometimes he does things just for me, and how sweet was that?! Only, I know, I know...we didn't get a rodeo burger but we learned our lesson when the lady sitting next to us at the rodeo opened her box and the smell just about made me faint. Next year, it will be for those rodeo burgers! But this year it was extremely thoughtful of the hubs, all the same.

We also spiced things up this year by placing bets with our friends on each event, which showed us that one, rodeos can really get exciting, and two, we are very unlucky by nature. Every person we bet on ended up being the worst, it seemed, but that's life? And we laughed a lot and we even won once so that kind of made me think that we have semi-good luck, which is better then just bad luck I suppose.

Anyway. Sometimes I dream of myself living in the city and drinking up the hustle and bustle, but then sometimes we spend a night at that small town rodeo and I think, goshdarnitall I sure love it here.

So there's that.



And then sunday night I was "goshdarnitall"-ing again because we had this amazing afternoon wind and hail storm that we watched from the comfort of our front porch, followed by roasting hot dogs up the canyon. I'm pretty sure this valley must be on the top ten of the most beautiful places to live in america. Am I right?! And I'm also pretty sure that I could realllyyy get used to these summer rain storms. Thank you mother nature for sending us a break from that heat!




If you see any fingers blocking the camera up there, that's my awesome seven-year-old nephew who generously volunteered to take a million pictures on my iphone.

And that was most of our weekend in a hundred pictures! Beauty and horses and food and, shoot, I need a break. I also need to go on a run. And I still need to wash the campfire smell out of my hair. But, that's how you know the weekend was good?!

Later this week we will be heading out for a camping trip. The best kind of camping trip, because it involves a lake and a boat. Come follow me on insta, maybe you'll see my play-by-plays!

Ta ta, for now! Happy Monday!