Oh hey, I know you may have thought this blog was dead because of my absence. I assure you, it is not. We have been moving and looking at houses and interviewing for jobs and hanging out with our fams. But I still have lots of Tennessee goodness to catch up on.
First, and most important, Caleb got a new gun.
Why? I don't actually know. He needed to round out his collection with a rifle. To protect the homestead. To shoot things. To look super bad ass.
Here he is friends, holding his guns. Newest is the rifle in the front.
Ladies, he's taken.
Apparently when you purchase enough firearms, there is a club you are invited into. Or maybe its just when you purchase a rifle. Which would make sense with the name: National Rifle Association of America. Extra bad ass points for you, Mr. Caleb Baker.
Two years in Tennessee has brought us three guns and many knives. Not quite right that we are leaving just when we started to fit in!
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