on our way back to rexburg we stopped in rigby at this antique shop that we have been wanting to check out for months.
it was neat to look around. i listened to elvis on a record player, tried on fancy old fashioned hats, flipped through some silly old books (points of view were so different back then. like the way a lady should act.), and we found a peanut butter jar that was best before september 77. it's kind of funny that something my parents could have used are found in an antique shop. sorry mom and dad!
in the past few days there have probably been 5 different people say something along the lines of 'hey, you are the girl i always see walking'. yes...that is me. thanks to our hairy little friend tank, chet and i go on atleast 4 walks a day. and now, i am known to everyone who lives near us as the crazy walking lady. thanks tank. i actually really like getting out for our walks. and i think chet likes it too. but i am absolutely dreading having to do this when winter rolls around. that's when i will miss having a backyard to throw tank in. it's pathetic that i am already stressing over winter in july, but it haunts me.