Me + Nature= it's complicated

So a couple of weeks ago my ward went on a hike to Warm Creek. I was going to stay home and cuddle with my homework, but I thought we needed a break- our relationship is getting to be a little strained.
Anyways, the hike was really fun and gorgeous! Idaho is so beautiful and I'm glad I took a break. Once we reached our destination we ate lunch, I drowned myself in the creek for a few minutes (I had to get my clothes wet, I needed a sovereign), and then we got a hay ride to out to Mesa Falls. Also stunning.
The sun was out too as future skin cancer will reveal. It was so worth it.

This is when I left the railing. Call me Rebel.

Decades!!! Why must I love you so?

So this week I went to Utah for a mandatory Nursing trip. I forgot my camera so I have no real evidence of the event. Sometimes I awaken in a cold sweat and wonder, did it really happen, or is it a phantom day dream?
No! It did happen and I bought a dress as proof. I really intended to just browse, which is a piece of cake at the mall. Then Decades happened. Something about vintage clothing and the smell of moth balls makes my wallet pop out of my hand.

Anyways here's the dress I found. I Googled the tag (Cofa's Closest) and found out it's from the 70's. Tender.

And so it begins...

Colase equals gross. If you don't know what Colase is, I'll clue you in: it's a stool softener. Yes, I donned it as a blog name. But, I feel that it is very appropriate. I consider blogging to be a public dairy, and why do we keep dairies? They're not like journals- they're not documents that posterity can behold decades from now and understand our day and age. No, they are the place we poop out our thoughts. So, as I consider my thoughts to have been very constipated and stuck in my brain for a very long time. I think I need to be medicated. Bring on the stool softener! Colase, work your magic.