Well i finally made it back. Home sweet home, no time to rest though. With only 66 more days of summer one can not afford to take a break. So i spent the night with my besties soaking in the splendid smells and poop (personally i think it was just dirt, but who can be sure) at Strawberry days in pleasant grove. This was the 90th year that they have done strawberry days and i am appalled that i have never gone before. It's like being in idaho or montana, where cowboys roam free, and it's not out of the ordinary seeing a dozen or so horses all at the same spot. Going to things like this make me wish my life sort of was like the hannah montana movie. Growing up in a small town where everyone knows everything about everyone, and your backyard is an adventure to play in, you can find something new there everyday. What would it be like to grow up like that? well go to the rodeo and you might just get a glimpse of what you are missing out on.
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