The hottest guy EVER!

So, this here is what I call a perfect 10. I met this guy about 2 years ago, and even my husband agreed he couldn't compete.The guy is quite a cattleman and has a chicken farm. He makes orange juice with raw eggs. If you don't have it by now then you are livin under a rock, man! It's Lyle, from Napoleon Dynamite. We saw him at Cabela's and I was like,"Geez, how do I know that guy? Do I do his insurance? " I felt so bad that I couldn't remember his name. Carson told me who it was and after trailing him for awhile with his wife, I asked him and he was happy to autograph a Cabela's hat for me. Then I got the guts to ask for a picture in front of the beef jerky. CLASSY! If only Kip were there.

This is what we call "Family Time"

Yep, this is pretty much it. Family time at the Bostwick house. It begins promptly when Carson gets home from work and ends....well, pretty much when they fall asleep at the same time.

This is what we call "Family Time"

Christmas in the Desert

Since I haven't got a lot going on other than work and hanging in the basement, working on my sweet Albino skin tone, I am going back to Christmas. Basically because like I said, not much going on down here and because I freakin love this picture of my Buddha Baby. I am going to start rubbing her tummy every night and pray for world peace....or for my age spots on my cheekbones to fade away forever. Really tough call there.