Atop the Lonely Mountain

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I miss having friends who will push you into a van and force you to accompany them on a thirteen-hour road trip. Yeah, we ended up having to spend the night on the side of the road in a freak snowstorm in Texas in a van with a giant hole in the front, but I would have been happy to freeze to death with those boys.

P.S. According to Google Maps, the Lonely Mountain is located somewhere in Idaho. I think Tolkien just rolled over in his grave . . . laughing. Like Idaho is really Middle Earth. Pfft!

P.P.S. To the three people who visited Rachelskirts.com from Idaho in the past month, I apologize. I promise to buy you a cupcake next time you're in Chicago. Just as long as you promise not to smash it in my face when I start laughing about that Lonely Mountain thing again.

Team Christmas

Team Christmas

Yay! Pimp hogged that back couch, making things very uncomfortable.