I was so excited to leave for a week during our one day spring break. We headed to the tropic location of Evanston Wyoming. While there we did all the typical Spring break things.
:Shlepped through a massive blizzard (Shlepped is my new word. Definition: To trudge through snow muttering how much you hate winter I mean Spring in Wyoming)
:Dyed 168 eggs (that's a lot of protein my friends)
:Played 20 rounds of Charades ( I have to admit, I think I have a natural gift for charades, after all I did get my team to guess movies like "Easter Parade" and "Silverado")
: Watched my broter and Dave's brother play Donkey basketball. You have to ask yourself after being raised in a town with such great cultural events, why is it I haven't found my niche in Montana yet?