Little did she know...

I was reminded of this over the weekend. (Pretty sure I was in this Woolworths)  good.

I got married in June and we took a quick trip to Bozeman for our honeymoon. Needless to say, we stopped at as many coffee shops as we could in two days. We're headed to the Big Apple this weekend, so huzzah for more coffee adventures!

Been on a Shakey Graves rampage lately. Pretty good company for a sick-on-the-couch-with-ramen Sunday night. Cheers.

It seems like I have been on the road a lot lately between work and weddings. Just this past week, we took a quick trip down to the homeland to hug our Brasilian family goodbye for the next couple of years. As we drove across the prairie, I started compiling a list of my top road trip albums. I thought I would share the list with you.  The Outsiders -Needtobreathe. this album never fails to bring back memories of college buddies crammed in the back of vans and miles and miles covered during choir tour. (Honorable mention: Rivers in the Wasteland, but we've already talked about that) Young Love -Mat Kearney it was the winter after I came back from Johannesburg and I was trying to figure out what life was supposed to look like and where I was supposed to fit in. this album kept me company on many solitary drives. Babel -Mumford and Sons lyrics from this album find themselves scribbled all over my pages. trips I did take. trips I dreamed of taking. dishes and lau...

My brother Andrew is leaving our beloved Black Hills to start a whole new adventure this week... I am pretty jealous and super bummed all at the same time. He has the sole ability to make me want to strangle him and hug him at the same time. He makes me laugh. I love his passion and dedication and commitment to his goals. I couldn't be prouder of him and the growth I have watched over the past several years. He went from that annoying little brother to one of my best friends and a guy I look up to a lot.  Ivory Cost sibs: 1994ish I am not sure what his twin and I are going to do without him... pictures are going to be pretty incomplete, that's for sure...  Here's a tiny summation of the crazy (awesome) the past few years have been: Baby faces at Christmas, early 2000's Classic Johnsons, twinner Grad 2009 Holiday Break Shenanigans backyard basketball Fancy Pants and awkward posing, 2010 C...

(Let's just pretend it's Monday, OK? ok.) True confessions: I haven't always loved The Avett Brothers. I got a free song download (thanks, Starbucks), and it found its way into a playlist. I listened to them when they popped up in my tumblr feed and on blog posts. But I didn't go out and buy an album, or youtube obsess over them for days.  HOWEVER. When my mainmusicman (read: brotha) saw that they were going to be in DEADWOOD, there was no way I (we) were going to miss good live music so close to home. (The struggle is real around here. Either you can get country artists or other random and lame artists. This was kind of a big deal.)  We got tickets for general admission a couple days before the concert, and weren't really sure what to expect. After all was said and done, it would have been worth it to pay the extra cash to stand a little closer and be separated from the people who came just to get drunk and be loud. As it was, we were right up against the barr...