My new camel boots, as worn to last night’s get together at Ian’s uncle’s ranch in El Dorado.
My new camel boots, as worn to last night’s get together at Ian’s uncle’s ranch in El Dorado.
The boots. Up close.
Def Leppard, Pour Some Sugar On Me
This song is my freshman year in college.
It was always playing when something exciting was happening.
Every time I see Lorina drinks, I feel like I should buy one (or two). It’s the bottles, and the colors.

Ian's Pick: Gangsta

Jennifer's Pick: Angel
Fritz had quite the trick this Halloween. He got HGE disease and has been hospitalized all weekend. He’s slowly recovering with the help of IVs, antibiotics and great veterinarian care. He’s due home this afternoon.
Halloween costume shots, taken before his diagnoses. You can tell he does not feel well.
50k fueled by Blue Chip Frosted Sugar Cookies, among others.


I ran my first Ultra Run over the weekend in Frankenstein, Missouri.
It was a 50k (31 miles) and hilly does not begin to describe it. My running partner (my dad) also ran it with me and has since dubbed Missouri as Mis-er-y. In Ultras, instead of medals at the finish, you get a belt buckle. Maybe I should start collecting?
Happy Halloween from Frankenstein, Missouri!
Since I’m headed to Frankenstein, Missouri, tomorrow, maybe I should dress up like Felicity as the Bride of Frankenstein?



The Orange Clogs
Wearing your Halloween Orange?