yeah, she's sitting across from me. on her birthday in MONTANA! (we had to come back to our favorite state for the big day and these DELICIOUS lattes. in High Country Trading and Espresso. we've had two each. we're ready to paint yellowstone red. which includes buying wolf t-shirts).
so she's not quite as famous as the regular's (how do i know? he called the barista darling. and he referred to this establishment by name, nonchalantly, when on his cell phone) daughter sitting next to us, who is apparently very well known ("maybe rachel can find a husband now that she's famous"), though her actual identity remains a mystery (ray? stevens? mcadams? bilson?), but she's wearing a pretty adorable purple hair ribbon.
driving through the night was beautiful, especially beautiful after 3 cups of coffee, a whole bag of white cheddar popcorn, the all-time blissful high of toy story 3, and the horse feathers blaring in the stereo with a 75 miles per hour speed-limit. we were driving, leaving, going - only night before us. we were ready for anything.
5 hours later. in yellowstone. mist lifting from the river, moose grazing in the meadow, a bison unconcernedly meandering in the middle of the road, the smell of cheerios (only one land mine so far). incredibly stunning. me, incredibly less so. tired and grumpy i slept during abigail's fierce battle for a campground and the second spot in line to be the first to cross the new bridge. we went to sleep yesterday afternoon and didn't wake-up till 8:30 am this morning. i think we're back. for a birthday extravaganza. look out old-faithful.
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