Tuesday, September 8, 2009

I'm always amused at myself when I get to Montana and hear myself saying things like, "That's a pretty barn" or "Wow, what a great fence". And what's even better than me saying it out loud is that I'm typically saying it to someone (my Mom or Gigi) who understands exactly what I'm talking about and nods in agreement.

I guess the cliche is true: you can take the girl out of Montana but you can't take the Montana out of the girl.

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