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Sunday, Aug. 29, 2004 | link
Today was a good day. We're in Yellowstone! And we took a break from the driving for the whole day! And I got up late and Jill brought me a latte while I was showering! And the water was hot and pressured me in all the right ways!
Sufficiently fortified, I got dressed (there was still sand in my shoes from Sand Mountain!) and made us sandwiches out of hippie peanut butter (a gray, defeated color) and white trash jam (with a name like Smuckers, it better be good). Then we set off with our pack lunches on a degorgeous hike to Cascade Lake (we saw bison!).
There are signs all over the park that say, "Wildlife is dangerous and unpredictible. DO NO APPROACH." But of course, everywhere we go, we see people mere feet from a-gore-able bison, just ... waving and snapping pictures. And cars, everywhere, stopped dead in the middle of the road, in the middle of the night, to admire the ... moon? It's amazing we're not all dead. Then again, the first time we saw elk, we screeched halfway off the road and frantically took pictures, too. But ... one of those elk was a BABY elk!
Anyway in conclusion, seeing a bear is a very rare and thrilling thing, and it warmed my cockles to their marrow.
Pussing out aside, the hike was about nine miles long all told, and afterward we drove and walked around some waterfalls and bubbling and belching geothermal phenoms, and tonight I am plenty tired. I am rocking the tired straits, and it's only 9pm. It turns out I am old.
One of Yellowstone's blurbling geothermal features.
Oh but wait. The neighbors just moved in and they have an angry, angry baby on board. Sad, sad baby. Sad, sad Jill and Evany. Oh earplugs, is it too early to renew our vows? Earplugs!