Epic Moments

So, I may be the worst blogger ever. It's been awhile, but I feel the need to blog about a couple of epic moments in my life as a cowgirl. In the last few months, I have done some things I only dreamed of as a child. Ok, I might not have dreamed of this first one, but it was pretty awesome nonetheless. It all began on a rainy night towards the end of October. What seemed like the whole town gathered together under the awnings at the Lund High School for a pot luck dinner. What could possibly induce so many people to stand and eat in the rain on a cold October night, you ask? Homecoming of course! I tell you what, nobody does homecoming like a small town. The only thing celebrated during homecoming week at my high school was the homecoming dance. Our football team never won, most of the alumni had either moved away or didn't care to come back, and quite frankly, we just didn't know how to generate any school spirit. Maybe all that isn't true. Maybe it's just that I wasn't interested. But either way, little Lund, with record graduating classes at 20 students, blew my school of 3000 out of the water. This was perhaps my favorite part of the whole night:

You may be wondering what this lovely automobile is, and I would love to explain. This is an old car painted in our rivals' colors (our colors are blue and gold). The best part about this car, however, is that on the night of the homecoming dinner, you could pay $1 to hit it with a sledgehammer or a baseball bat. I just thought that was hilarious. This is the car after the football team got a hold of it:

Awesome. And even though the cars looked about the same in the end, I'm pretty sure this beats the drunk driving assembly my school had every year before the dance.

But, as if beating up an old car wasn't cool enough, the senior class also put together this gigantic bonfire using pallets they had collected:

Good job senior class! Gotta love the school spirit.

Ok, for my second epic adventure, the one I actually did dream about as a child: Christmas tree hunting! Blaze and I, along with our good friends the Jacksons, drove up into the hills, hiked a ways, and found the perfect Christmas tree!

Here's Blaze and I documenting our first Christmas excursion as a married couple.

Here's the adorable Jackson family with their newest addition, Rex. Isn't he cute?!

Katie and I became quick friends since we moved here around the same time and both had a little adjusting to do, having been raised in the "Big City." She and Chris helped us find our little tree, and then Blaze did all the hard work :)

So It may not look like much here, but with a little razzle, dazzle, and sparkle, we created a masterpiece:

And, of course, no tree is complete without a topper. This homemade one seemed to suit our tree perfectly:

I love how short and chubby it is. Christmas trees, much like little kids, are always cuter when they're short and chubby.

So anyway, these adventures have only confirmed my previous convictions that there are just some opportunities you don't get in the city, at least not without a longer car ride. So, although I still love my hometown and do get a little homesick for a shopping center once in awhile, I'd still trade all that for the community spirit there is here. I love it!