Worked a water station with colleagues (and Brian, obviously!) during a race benefitting my organization. Cheered, danced, and cowbelled for the runners for an hour resulting in plenty of car honks, lost voices, and frozen faces.

One of us laughed and one of us just looked confused upon hearing the term “Crypto Winter” which is apparently what we are in. Perhaps if you give it a name the people that invested in it won’t panic as much?

Cleaned out my now “teenaged” car in preparation for her first ever detailing. Several things became quickly apparent: I am disgusting, don’t clean it out enough, and am a hoarder as evidenced by the three pairs of sunglasses, my old iPod, receipts from 2012, a granola bar that expired years ago, and the outright trash I never threw away.

Attended a production of Sound of Music in honor of my mom’s one year Montana Anniversary. The fam and I wore masks the whole time and took great comfort in seeing 10% of the attendees had them on as well. Added introvert bonus that I recognized no fewer than four people but found myself once again camouflaged thanks to said mask, bangs, and hair color.

This week’s fun Brian fact included learning that he and his lab partner can detect an animal’s age thanks to the amount of plaque in its rabies brain sample. A collective, unnerved, impressive, “ew,” am I right?

Debated about what to do with our leftover cloth face masks. Decided they could be made into a nice, commemorative pillow case to honor the fiery hellscape that has been the last two years.

Worked our Western-themed gala alongside my favorite “voluntolded” person, Brian. Received many compliments on my impeccable greeting abilities and borrowed cowboy hat. Survived and thrived our way through 90° heat, a torrential downpour, lightning, giant spiders, and me somehow being in charge of tracking the money during the live auction and call for cash.

Overheard at the Eilers:
Me: Agh! I just got a clothing sponsored post for “mature” women! Brian: Just a matter of time before you start getting your own AARP card.

Realized that I forgot to remove the THIRD and final tag from my new jacket AFTER I had been out and about wearing it in public.

Me? I’m just wondering what to wear to jury duty and if I’m allowed to bring a book as after being “on deck” for two years of service, I’m officially at bat.