Friday, July 27, 2007

where the buffalo and prairie dogs play...

pictures from our trip to the badlands and the black hills in south dakota...


lucy's first vacation...

the badlands...

matt on jackalope...



custer state park...


matt's family plays this game when they travel...when you see a wild animal, you make the animal's noise and you are awarded points according to how difficult it is to find said animal in the wild. i SUCKED at this game...the only "things" i seemed to spot were piles of buffalo poo...

lucy enjoying the view...


crazy horse...



mt. rushmore...



wind cave...great cave as caves go...but VERY boring tour!!!



buffalo walking down the middle of the road...

20+10

i will be 20+10 on sunday...forever after known as "black sunday". horror of horrors...i'm already that "old" person i never thought i'd be. remember when thirty seemed ancient?!! i'll paraphrase a quote from the movie "pretty in pink"...we should start old and grow young...you never appreciate what you have when you have it...and my youth is gone and now i'm old. nothing left for me to do but rot and die. a bit dramatic, i realize...

so, a list of things i want to do before i actually accomplish the rotting and dying:
1. i want to write a book...nothing ambitious like the great american novel...just a book...maybe a pamphlet...a brochure. nothing successful...i hate people paying me attention.
2. i want to be on jeopardy and actually be smart enough to win...maybe just that "cash cab" show...i usually know most of those answers.
3. i want to do the iron man triathalon...well, maybe just a marathon...i could do the biking and running part of the triathalon, but the swimming part...i hate getting water in my ears. so, a marathon...or a half-marathon...yeah, that's more likely.
4. i want to knit a sweater or sew something easy...like curtains. i'd like to be just a tiny bit crafty someday.
5. i want to be a mom.

my brother has this weird age thing...let's say he's 35...when people ask him how old he is he says he's about 40...might as well be, right??? so, now that i'm 20+10 i might as well be 20+15...and 20+15 is half-way to 70 which is death...so with that logic i conclude that half of my life is over. DE-PRESS-ING!!! as i see it, any birthday past 18 is quite unnecessary.