Yesterday was a grand day. I had not seen Elmo in a while, and as far as sisters go, almost anytime spent away is too long. Thus i started my car, and took off in the direction she was in. Upon my arrival, we had the brilliant (or not so brilliant) idea of making a milkshake. Let me tell you, it was a mother milkshake. In fact, we had so much milkshake, we couldn't find big enough cups.
And thus, we ate it out of a large mixing bowl/measuring cup type thing. It was glorious.
When our tummies were full of milkshake, we found ourselves sitting in our little brothers car. Taking pictures and pretending to drive. Its is the most beautiful little Toyota I have ever come across.
We are Best Friends.
Our car themed siesta was followed by a walk down the dusty dirt road. There's just something about back country roads in the prairies. The sun creeps below the Towns minuscule skyline, and the unharvested fields dance softly to the rhythm of the wind. Okay, so that was cheesy. But I am the queen of cheesy. Also, it was very very true. I love where I am from, and sisterhood evenings like these, are simply the best.