snowy cabins in Wyoming with friends

At the crack of the new year (is that a phrase?  like the crack of dawn, just the crack of 2015?  and crack like "snap!" or the sound a whip makes, not butt crack, yes?)

Let me start over- in the wee light of the dawn of 2015-


Earlier in January we were invited to spend a delightful weekend away in the woods of Wyoming to celebrate our friend Luke's birthday.  It was a super blast!  (shout-out to Cale who had the NoroVirus and couldn't come with us- missed you!)

The boys (read: men) rented a snowmobile to haul in all of our things (read: booze) and to drop people off, since the cabin was a hefty 8-mile snowshoe-trek in.  I stayed back at the parking lot/lodge (read: drinking wine at 10am) until Luke came back to return the snowmobile, and we were going to do the final snowshoe in to the cabin together.  I was stoked!  Until about 27 steps into the journey when my guts turned... like ruhhlll bad.  I attempted to keep on for about a mile or so, but I couldn't do it- I spent some 'alone time' in the deep woods (I'm sorry nature!), and thought I would be okay after that- but the wind was starting to pick up, and the sun was starting to go down, and I could see a hint of panic in Luke's eyes (read: terror)- mostly because I insisted on being the one to stay back and hike in with him, however I was now the one with the cold sweats taking poo-treks into the trees every two minutes, so we were seriously NEVER going to get to the cabin.  

We decided to throw out our thumbs and were immediately saved by two snowmobile angels who are now our best friends.  *shout out to John and Renee*  Our snowmobile adventure (which would have taken us another 4 hours to complete at my pace on snowshoes) was over in mere minutes, and we arrived at the cabin JUST in time for me to use a real bathroom!  Yaaaay! 

We arrived to a tidily primped cabin, with fresh (read:old leftover from people before) popcorn and a beautifully set table that Ryan, our new housemaid/ghost, had prepared for the evening.  

We were trying not to panic about the rest of our group who were hiking in after we did, AFTER dark- but they were beasts and totally rolled in ahead of schedule, in the dark, headlamps and all!   Total Bad-Asses!! We then all warmed ourselves by the roaring fire, ate a delicious dinner of Swedish meatballs and mashed potatoes, and played games until it was time for bed.  

We only almost died once in the middle of the night when we all woke up (from sleeping on our mattresses circa 1974) to the smoke alarm going off- whewps!  We wanted too desperately for our boots to dry, and sadly they had begun melting into a smoky puddle in front of the floor heater, filling the cabin with toxic plastic-y smoke.  Mmmmm.  Thank you smoke alarm!  *note to all readers (so, Mom- but you already know all this stuff) don't go to sleep in a new place without checking for smoke alarms and CO detectors* 

The next day brought snowshoe adventures,  sledding adventures, oh heck, ghost stories, naps, food, food, more food, slender man, Sigourney Weaver, munchkin battles, goulash, CHEESECAKE, champagne, birthday toasts, and late night glittery snow shenannigans under the full moon.  The next morning it was time to pack up, and after the 8 mile hike out on Sunday, in mostly beautiful, a tad-bit Wyoming-y weather, we were ready for giant cheeseburgers in Laramie.  

Thank you for the wonderful memories- cheers to a new year, friends!

Austin, TX - part deux

Some more from our trip to Austin last month- Enchanted Rock, a true dive bar tour, ending with me getting everyone kicked out for "holding up the game with my photography" (they take their games of shuffleboard VERY seriously down in Austin apparently- so watch out!), a REAL LIVE LONGHORN, some of the most delicious food in my life, and two of the bestest friends we could ever ask for.  


first stop on the dive-bar tour- Carousel Lounge- keeping it real.

some amazing music, and some WEIRD ASS BARS- although, I do love Christmas year round, LaLa's. 

breakfast glamour shoot.  I think we were the only table not wearing skinny jeans, flannels and beanies.  

Rio Rita's


moon tower!!!!

I think my directions were to be as sexy as possible.  Well done, everyone.  Well done. 

coming down from Enchanted Rock

there was a lot of this

there was a lot of this

and a lot of this

love these cats!

Beer Town

It's hard to go anywhere or do anything in this town without it involving beer.  Sometimes it's inevitable, sometimes you have to seek it out.  Last weekend we sought it out and took the New Belgium Brewery tour (which Max has been on approximately one meelion times, as they make ALL the shirts for NBB- but it's still fun, even if you've seen it all before!  I learn something new every time!)  It was a beautiful way to spend the day!  (we also bought our first air plants- not shown below, but I'll be sure to post a picture if we can keep them alive longer than 3 weeks!)

Austin, TX - part 1

We went down to Austin for an epically beautiful weekend.  We toured the divy-est of dive-bars, meditated with Deepak, hiked to the top of Enchanted Rock, ate world class BBQ, and caught up with some of our best friends, getting to see their beautiful home, meet their newest kitty, and hang out with their newly announced baby bump.  Eeeeeeeeeee!!!  We know they are going to make the world's coolest parents because they are the world's coolest friends.  

Inside and outside Rio Rita Lounge

It's always Christmas at LaLa's

These were some characters we met along the way.


Here are some photos from pre-wedding- May, I believe.   One of my most cherished trips ever-  seeing family I haven't seen in too long, meeting some of them for the first time, touching the coast again. 

My heart will always belong to California.


Also, I didn't edit these, and I didn't cull them down for this post because life is too short.  We have this amazing technology now of scrolling- so if you are bored by the number of photos I posted, scroll fast, my friends.  But it's high time I got these out into the world.