I felt like being sappy today.

Beleisha had never been camping before. Well, at least not before this past weekend. We wandered out to Hyalite Canyon for a single night to cook some Poor Man’s Meals, roast marshmallows, put back a few Bud Lights, and chase the imaginary grizzly bears in her head. It was refreshing to have a little get away, and it’s always a nice to realize (once again) that you are about to marry your best friend.

The weekend wasn’t all good unfortunately, as we had a run-in with the local road rage maniac/town drunk. We should have realized that he can ignore turn signals since he has the “biggest rig in Bozeman”. Luckily there was no collision, even after he tried backing into us to keep us from leaving. I’m glad he is teaching his kids hand gestures and swear words at such a young age; drunk driving just isn’t the same without it. Lucky for me Beleisha was driving and wouldn’t let me get out of the car as she drove away, or I may be looking at ten to fifteen years for physically assaulting the mentally impaired.

I spent my lunch break today spending fifty some dollars on a piece of paper that supposedly symbolizes my love for my soon-to-be wife. I can understand the reasoning behind a driver’s license, but leave it up to our government to create a license giving us the right to ‘own and operate’ our own marriage. I shouldn’t be complaining. There is no amount of money that I would think twice about spending in order to make September Tenth a possibility.