COUNTRY MAN MOVED!

Country Man helps contribute to probably about 90% of my country-ness; just by being around him I'm automatically immersed in Southern activities. So, now that he has moved almost three hours away I'm going to have to rely on my own country instincts...this could get interesting.
Luckily I will be talking to him everyday and visiting as much as possible - so don't worry, lessons in Redneck will still be in abundance.

The day before he moved we spent some time together and I suggested that we go fishing. ME, I, suggested it! Aren't you proud? I figured it would be very fitting and also probably make him think I was the coolest girlfriend in the world for suggesting it. And I am of course! just kidding. Okay, occasionally maybe. So we strolled on down to the little pond by my house. 

I lie. 

We did not stroll.

We drove 400 feet and parked right in front of the no-parking at anytime sign.

Hey we followed the rules of resident + one guest. That's a start!

And at least we didn't park directly on the sidewalk. We are so well-behaved!

Onward to the pond!

It is a cute little pond, but I made the mistake of wearing flip flops. Very un-country of me. It had just rained and every step I took I sank into some kind of gushy muddy grassy buggy muck.

I think Country Man and I are past that phase where I pretend that I'm not grossed out by anything, can totally hang in any situation, love dirt and bugs, never complain and am pretty much an all-around badass. 

C'mon guys, you know what phase Im talking about! I'm not the only one who does it! 

Regardless, I can still grab a fishing pole, step in some dirt and throw back a beer...so its not all that bad to care about my pedicure once in awhile. Right? Justification always helps.

So, I carried on with my bright pink fishing pole and went to it.

This is where things start to get reallllly interesting! 

First I took pictures of us...

Then I drew a heart on Caleb's hand...

Then I took a picture of him walking...

Then I took a picture of a flower-plant-thing....

Then there were geese...

Okay I lied again. This was a different day, when I was on a run. I just didn't have an opportunity to show you my geese-friends yet. Now you see. Are you excited yet?

Then I took a picture of some nasty trash in the pond...

THEN...

we caught nothing....

Maybe I was too distracted by flowers and hearts and geese and unicorns.

Its okay though because it was about 90 degrees and 100% humidity, and I'm allowed to say that because I'm out of the "no complaining, hang with everything" phase :)

Don't you love it?!

XOXO

PS: yesterday Country Man told me he washed his hair with dish soap....

A HOOF IN THE KITCHEN SINK!!

Oh my gosh...

I didn't even want to write this post because it was so...umm...how shall I say, disgusting! 

The other night I went over to Country Man's house. Guess who was there? 

A dead deer!

And Kevin. 

Yup they go hand in hand. 

Okay, so I walk in carrying a tupperware full of leftovers from our private dining experience last Saturday, with Chef Alexis Hernandez from the Food Network.
Boy can that man cook....and boy can he talk.
But that's another story for later.

I'm ready to prepare a feast, so I give a quick hello and head to the kitchen to start cooking. Much to my astonishment, dismay, shock, horror, surprise and bewilderment I see something sticking out of the kitchen sink!
I approach with much trepidation.

And THIS is what I see...
CLOSE YOUR EYES!

OH....MY....GOSH....

Apparently, the men were preparing another kind of feast that I was not ready for: mentally or physically. You've got to warn a girl about these types of endeavors beforehand.

End of story. Enough said. I gotta go!

I am in a public place and can't risk somebody seeing this up on my screen right now.

 XOXO Love, not-quite-there-yet-country-girl

YOU KNOW YOU FOUND A GOOD ONE WHEN....

just last night, the Country Man:

1. Drove in a downpour and lightning storm to come see me

2. did this with a bad tire that he literally just "fixed" (I hope fixed)

3. did this without a cell phone because his flew out of his pocket on a roller coaster at Six Flags
(was not his lucky weekend)

4. Brought over take-out buffalo chicken wings (ignoring my insistence that I want to lose 1 or 2 pounds)

5. Baked chocolate chip oatmeal cookies (again ignoring my insistence that I want to lose 1 or 2 pounds) - and yes, of course I ate one.

6. Patiently helped me figure out how to make these bracelets because I've been wanting to put new jewelry for sale in my mom's booth

7. Didn't discourage me when it took me over an hour to make 1/8th of a freaking bracelet!!!

8. Laughed when I said, "Those bracelet people seriously must not have a life!" - but didn't tell me that I subsequently also did not have a life for trying to replicate their "lifeless" craft.... and yes, that thought had crossed my mind. 

9. Cleaned the kitchen (my mom wants to adopt him I think)

and 

10. Told me I am beautiful (ignoring my insistence that I want to lose a pound or two)

Such an angel! 

See...literally an angel

you can't see his wings

an angel that tastes like beard hair.