At the request of my BFF...

Dear Jaymee,

I am updating my blog so that you aren't forced to talk to me to find out how I'm doing...that was a really funny text message by the way. Oh and before I begin, I'd like to say that I have three unpublished drafts of blog posts that I've written in the last 2 months but haven't posted. Not that three blogs in two months would be acceptable anyway...but I'm saying I wrote them and they're there.

Where have I been??? Last time I wrote was my trip to Jackson Hole. That was GREAT. I had so much fun. I really want to live there. You'd have to come visit a lot though.

After Jackson Hole we went to our first ever Weepies concert. That night changed my life forever. I mean forever. I'm glad I don't have to try to explain to you the epic contentedness one experiences during a Weepies concert. You were there...you know. I'm also glad that I don't have to explain to you that a Weepies concert isn't just a Weepies concert. It's an entire experience. One that every person should have at least once in their lives. Really. Oh yeah, remember when we met the Weepies in a dark alley. Greatest moment of my entire life. That one will be hard to top.

After our first Weepies concert we went to our second Weepies concert. That was so awesome. Oh, Denver is really cool. I wouldn't mind taking Steve Tannen a bottle of Jack Daniels every Sunday night in Denver either. Just sayin'. Remember when he gave us a shout out in the middle of their concert. How about Matt the Electrician from Texas? College is a waste of time, huh Matt? Then there was the time the Weepies wanted to be our friends in Denver. Steve hugged us and Deb had to feed that darned baby. Man, those were some good times. Seriously the greatest moments of my entire life. Too bad we couldn't make it to the Iowa City concert. That's okay though...we got 'em good on that one.

I had a dream a few nights ago that we chilled out with the Weepies. It was cool. Too bad it wasn't real. I'm glad I finally had a turn to dream that, I'd been jealous ever since you dreamt that we hung out with Deb, Steve, Meg Toohey, Franky, and Matt the Electrician. Man, that would have been EPIC! Maybe someday...dream big Brenda.

I went to Iowa over Thanksgiving. You know, some stuff happened. I had to go. I hung out with some laid-back country folk. My nephew has grown a lot since I saw him a year ago. Boy is he cute.

Casey put him up for sale on Facebook today. I had to get on her case about that...she knows I have first dibs on him.

I had square pizza. I wish I could box that shit up and bring some home. I ate a lot of Sterzings potato chips and only one tenderloin the whole time I was there. Shocking, I know. I got to see your favorite Iowa family, the Thompsons. I showed Joan a lot of pictures but she wasn't as impressed as that time we showed her the pictures from the Angel's Landing hike. Man, we really had her going that time. I got to meet Kendra's baby, Briar, for the first time. He is SO cute! Remember the only bar in Winfield? I had some drinks there while I was in town. Talk about fun. How can you not fully enjoy a bar experience that begins with Mr. Seigel greeting you inside the bar with his classic, "If it ain't Pretty Little Brooke..." As long as I live, that will never get old.

Two weeks ago Brandon came to town for the weekend...you already knew that. Thanks for not getting mad that I cancelled BFF Christmas Movie Sleepover at the last minute. I'm glad we still got to see 127 Hours. I was proud of you for being able to watch the part where he actually broke and cut his own arm off. You are brave. I kept my eyes closed the whole time and squirmed in my seat. At least I didn't lose my appetite. I went to see the movie again a couple days ago. My only goal was to keep my eyes open for the whole movie this time. I did. I didn't eat for a day and a half afterward...but I saw every single minute of that movie.

Last Saturday I took Maxine her Christmas gifts. I got her a pair of warm winter boots and a down jacket. I always worry about her staying warm when she walks and takes the bus all over creation. Hers were the first Christmas gifts I've given out this year. She was so excited. I could hear her walking around her house in those boots all afternoon. It made me happy.

Thanks for giving me a ride to the airport today. I'll meet you at my house in three hours...that's 12:45pm to the layman. I just talked to a ski shop in Iowa (I know that sounds like a joke but it's not so stop laughing). The guy I talked to said it's really warm there today. 17 degrees. "Warm?" I questioned. He said 17 degrees feels warm compared to the sub zero temperatures they've had all week...I don't think I packed appropriately. Oh man.

Well, that pretty much sums up the last couple of months for me. I'm glad I found time to write you this letter. Now you don't actually have to talk to me. I'm glad I could spare us that experience. :-) I guess I'll see you Sunday night at 8:30 when you and Nattles and Han pick me up from the airport. I hope Salt Lake City is ready for us. Those poor people are all going to wish they had those light-up reindeer bolted to the ground. Hahahahaha. That's another thing in life that will NEVER get old. It's going to be pretty funny when we're 65 years old and still running through people yards with mating light-up reindeer. I can't wait. Gosh, Nattles and Han probably won't even be getting the senior citizen discount yet when we're 65. I can't wait for Braymee McAllen to paint the town again. It's been way too long. See you guys Sunday.

This is Satin Bunny signing off...