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Today continued to be an interesting day. Helena, Montana is different from where I grew up in Kalispell. It's windy here all the TIME and this morning my step-father said it was supposed to be really hot and really windy. For some reason, the Montana Forest Service still thought it would be a good idea to light a controlled burn and SURPRISE, SURPRISE it got out of hand. Way to go, forest service. You can see the flames from here.
The wind whipped up and I wanted to take photos.
Me IN the wind on my mother's deck. Wind make messy hair.
Whee WINDDDD from the deck, and lovely thunderheads.
Hahahahahhaa hair out of CONTROL
And that cloudy plume back there would be the fire the Forest Service thought would be a grand idea to start on a windy day. Doi, dorkburgers. Those things never do what you want them to do in the wind. That picture was also taken from my parent's deck and now it's dark and you can see the flames. Awesome :|
SO, on to dinner conversation in Montana. My parents have horses (they did not name that one Chocolate, a little girl did) and they were discussing what Larry will be able to do once he retires.
Larry: I might teach Chocolate to pull a sleigh this winter.
Mom: Why?
Larry: Put little bells on.
Mom: Where?!
Larry: Oh, on the roads and stuff.
Mom: ....okay
Larry: Jingle bells jingle bells.
Mom: ...*changing subject* I'm wondering what colour that barn is going to be.
Larry: Red. It's not a cow barn.
Mom: How can you tell?
Larry: Cow barns are cheap and lower and that one is nice and tall. That's a horse barn. For horses.
Mom: Well there are cows there now. Lara, over there where that outhouse is? That's where the cows play.
Me: ....just...wow.
Larry: Who was that guy. You know. The piano player?
Mom: ...I have no idea.
Larry: You know *mimes playing piano*
Mom: I know what a piano is!
And then they dissolved into giggles. My parents are ridiculous and I love them very much. Beats listening to racist diatribes over dinner. By a million and a half miles.
The wind whipped up and I wanted to take photos.
Me IN the wind on my mother's deck. Wind make messy hair.
Whee WINDDDD from the deck, and lovely thunderheads.
Hahahahahhaa hair out of CONTROL
And that cloudy plume back there would be the fire the Forest Service thought would be a grand idea to start on a windy day. Doi, dorkburgers. Those things never do what you want them to do in the wind. That picture was also taken from my parent's deck and now it's dark and you can see the flames. Awesome :|
SO, on to dinner conversation in Montana. My parents have horses (they did not name that one Chocolate, a little girl did) and they were discussing what Larry will be able to do once he retires.
Larry: I might teach Chocolate to pull a sleigh this winter.
Mom: Why?
Larry: Put little bells on.
Mom: Where?!
Larry: Oh, on the roads and stuff.
Mom: ....okay
Larry: Jingle bells jingle bells.
Mom: ...*changing subject* I'm wondering what colour that barn is going to be.
Larry: Red. It's not a cow barn.
Mom: How can you tell?
Larry: Cow barns are cheap and lower and that one is nice and tall. That's a horse barn. For horses.
Mom: Well there are cows there now. Lara, over there where that outhouse is? That's where the cows play.
Me: ....just...wow.
Larry: Who was that guy. You know. The piano player?
Mom: ...I have no idea.
Larry: You know *mimes playing piano*
Mom: I know what a piano is!
And then they dissolved into giggles. My parents are ridiculous and I love them very much. Beats listening to racist diatribes over dinner. By a million and a half miles.
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Classy.
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OH MAN. Sorry about that black bits thing. Stupid bleach being misleading. I so thought I got it all. It looks kind of cool though! And I love your hair straight wheeee!
Your nose is wonderful, don't you dare!
WASHING IS AMAZING!
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Pfft, I don't really care about the black bits. If I decide they're driving me too crazy I'll just bleach it out again but it's fine for now!
MY NOSE IS THE MOUNT EVEREST OF NOSES! (But, like, lengthwise. Because it doesn't point upwards.)
IT MAKES CLEAN CLOTHES OMG.
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OH GOOD!
IT IS NOT, IT'S AMAZING! AND SIR EDMUND HILARY DID NOT CLIMB IT! :D
It doessssss! I just did mine here and I was like "Dude, there's a dryer! With dryer sheets. YAY DRYER SHEETS WHEEE!" And my clothes smell awesome and dryer sheety.
Leah, everyone is making fun of my accent. Apparently New Zealand has changed it more in six months than Australia did in six years.
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YOU'VE TURNED INTO A NEW ZEALANDER! Well, I get to see my dad in a couple of days and he's going to mock the shit out of me for sounding like one as well, so we'll all be unfairly mocked! (Except Alison. As the sole actual NZer she totally deserves the accent mocking.)
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^That might be one of the best sentences ever constructed from a word and a sound. I just like the word 'Sherpas'.
ANYWAY yeah...I don't sound like an NZer though. I sound weird :( I HAVE BECOME AN OFFICIAL ACCENT MUTT!
"BRING ME THE IGGS!"
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Accent mutts UNITE!
THE IGGS!
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YES *high five*
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And by that I DO so mean, awww, poor Circe!
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