It's been a while since this weekend, but I loved the trip so much I couldn't forget to share.
Our humble abode for the weekend. Humble and piney.
Dear Mr. Broome,
You look right at home, you mountain man. Look at you, you are the man of that mountain moose chair.
Oh man, can we move to the mountains? We really did discuss how wonderful it would be to have this view everyday.
I don't think I could be more in love with fall's colors.
There is absolutely no good reason why this house shouldn't be mine. Mr. Broome and I discussed all of our life options while looking at the pretty mountain homes. Does he want to be a lifetime fisher man, living on the beach, and having regular run in's with Jose Wegebe? Or does he want to live in the mountains, breathing the cold air as he chops wood and keeps his little lady(that's me) away from big ole bears?
We most definitely went hiking.
That was our BIG goal for the weekend, other than insano snoogling of course.
However, insano snoogling took precedence.
Pictures above are me and Mr. Broome foe hiking. We really just went for a stroll from the cabin. Don't get me wrong though, it was a long, hilly stroll.
When we became exhausted from snoogling, we found a puzzle. Mr. Broome and I worked hard at it for a couple of hours, but eventually pooped out....
and baked brownies..
Oh man. That's all.