Yesterday Stephan and I were looking through a suitcase for nice clothes so we could go out to a fancy place for dinner. We were in a bit of a rush, trying to get a few things done yesterday, with signing house papers, some other errands around town related to actually being Montana residents, when Stephan found his full-sized Polish flag. He immediately draped himself in it and ran upstairs to show Matt, Kayle, and the kids his "cape" and to suggest that he wear the flag to dinner.
And I said, "There are about 10 things you could be doing that are more productive than strutting around in a Polish flag." He couldn't argue with me, so, after making me take a picture of him, he took it off and continued to get dressed.
The dinner was quite good at The Tavern. Luckily we were the only people in there, so Elysium's games of hide-and-seek were uninterrupted. It was a true Atkins meal, steaks, ribs, some salad, and "Pepper Pot" Soup. We'd never heard of it, so when we asked what was in it (remember, this is the fanciest restaurant in town) the server told us, "hamburger meat, some rice, and some peppers." I thought it was funny. Maybe you had to be there.
Stephan got his first paycheck this morning, so we had a very exciting time going to the bank to make an actual deposit. This was also the first real evidence we have that we live in Montana!
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