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.
( Said Photos )
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.
( Said Photos )
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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