After four kids, ten moves and nearly two decades, we are still blissfully in love (most of the time) and I found myself back in the state I was born and raised in. It has definitely been a journey. In fact, on our 18th anniversary we pulled the last of our stuff up over the pass and into Montana, leaving our surprise love, Idaho, behind. But Montana is a great place. The last best place according to some. And we fully intend to explore as much of it as we can! Join us on our continued adventure through life, love and other stuff that comes with it.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

The neighbor called today

He was a few minutes East of us--coming to our house in his Snow Cat. He thought he'd stop by for a bit.  I went out and there he was.


Not everyone gets a visit from the neighbor driving across the field from his house in a vehicle with tracks on it.  The girls and their daddy also got a ride.


It wasn't a long one, but they had fun.  I heard something about screaming.




I wasn't too worried.  I don't think the Snow Cat goes that fast.  Nothing like a snow machine.


But pretty darn practical.  And a great time on a gorgeous day like today.

Our nighbor came in for a bit and visited.  It was a nice little visit.  He's a nice guy.

And then off he went. 


If my Valentines' Day cookies had been done, I would have sent him home with some.
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