Day 33 – Seasonal shifts


Today, The Flirt brought over the ice house to store for the season. He went ice fishing with his nephew yesterday and had some success, but it is getting too warm out to be on the ice much longer. Soon we will have to renew our fishing licenses and get our summer poles ready for the new season. Yay!

I am so ready for the new fishing season. Why? Because with that comes warm weather.

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Lake Sakakawea from a pontoon last Summer

I’m ready for the good warm weather, and gardening, and fishing in the sunshine. I’m ready for warm breezes and thunderstorms. I’m ready to have weather that requires neither the furnace nor the air conditioner to be on at all.

 

Today, I planted some herbs and eagerly await their little green sprouts to appear. I do have one regular house plant, but it’s kind of static. It doesn’t change much, and is a little underwhelming when it comes to the kind of growth and change I am looking for.

I love when the seasons change, but I am always looking forward to the change of seasons, but Spring and Autumn are my favorites. These seasons seem to drip with the magic of Mother Nature, and the beautiful transformations that go along with that.

Right now, I am so grateful to have a day in early March which is so beautiful I can shut off my furnace and have all of my windows open. It’s a whopping 39 degrees here today, the sun is out, and there’s just a little breeze. Lovely!

Here in North Dakota we have to take advantage of these nice days. There’s a saying here: If you don’t like the weather, just wait a few minutes and it will change. That’s the truth. Old Man Winter (who can go suck rotten eggs) isn’t done with us yet. Tonight, we can expect, “…a wintry mix followed by accumulating snow and blowing snow possible across western and central North Dakota, Sunday night through Tuesday…strong northwest winds with gusts of between 50 and 60 mph are also possible Monday… 3-5 inches are possible…”. The good news is that it doesn’t look like it’s going to get below zero. There’s always a silver lining!

Here’s hoping you have lovely weather where you are, and that your Sunday is slow and peaceful. Blessings all!

 

 

 

Days 24 & 25 – An exploding brain


Yesterday was not a good day for blogging, as my brain felt like it had been put through a noodle extruder. So many incoherent and under-caffeinated thoughts! I thought it best to just leave it for today. So here I am, blogging before coffee, but there’s a good reason.

I’m meeting an old friend, and her little ones, for coffee and playtime at the mall in an hour. We keep trying to get together, but busy lives with work and family obligations, on top of illness,  have conspired to kick that can too far down the road.

Later comes the housework. The Flirt has been diagnosed with the flu, so Typhoid Bob is home recuperating, and my house will get some much needed attention.

As much as I dislike housework, I do love to putter around my house. Puttering is a kind of housework that gets things done, just in a less harried fashion. Usually when I do housework, I’m shoving into every little nook and cranny of time. That is a small price to pay for having a good and active life.

I also have blankets to crochet, and not small ones. One is for Older Nephew who is graduating from high school in May, and the other is for a close friend who is getting married. I found a fun new crochet pattern, which makes quick progress without eating up so much yarn. I think I will visit the crochet store to see about getting some more yarn today. Any excuse to visit the yarn store!

So many things to do, and a lovely weekend to take my time and get some things done.

Here’s hoping you have a lovely and restful weekend, where you get to visit friends and putter to your heart’s content. Blessings all!

Day 22 – Back in the saddle


I’ve been away for a few days, and now it’s time to get back in the saddle with the exercise and blogging. I missed the blogging, but not so much the exercise. As it happens I got a lot of walking in by default while I was away, which was a bonus. Exercising is so much easier when it just happens as a part of what you are doing.  I won’t count those days here since I didn’t stop to document them, but I will resume the count.

It had been my intention to blog while I was away, but the weekend was so jam-packed with all kinds of activities that there was barely time to breathe. So, I will try to do double duty and get a couple of Travel Blogs done this week as well. I have a boat load of pictures, and tales of adventures by a Bumpkin and her Flirt visiting a foreign land. But, more about that later.

On today’s list of things to do are several things. This afternoon involves lots of housework, and laundry. It’s my last day of vacation, and I need to catch up with everything that went neglected while I was away. Tonight I need to go grocery shopping. Older Son was kind enough to clear out the fridge while I was gone, and now there’s a lot of empty space that needs filling. He even cleaned and organized the inside. Big brownie point score for Older Son!

Before I dive into all of that, this morning I will go help my Mom shave her dog.  My parents recently adopted an older dog who has some health issues. Her last owner lavished her with things like pork chops, eggs and ice cream. Needless to say she’s much larger than she needs to be, but since living with my parents her weight has come down and she’s much more active. Her former diet also caused some rotten teeth, and those will be addressed at an upcoming vet visit. She’s a hairy little beastie, and needs a little help cleaning away some of the excess.  This poor poochie (let’s call her Furry Schnitzel) has got mats and all kinds of issues with hair around her eyes, legs and mouth. Hopefully today we’ll be able to help her get rid of some of that so she can be more comfortable.

There’s a little hitch in my morning plan. In my old age I have developed a few allergies, and cats and dogs are on the list of things that make my nose run now, when they didn’t before. I don’t know why that is the case, but I love dogs and won’t let a little runny nose stop me from lavishing attention on any available and willing canine. Life is too short not to.

Here’s hoping you have a lovely day, and it finds you doing something that will give you much joy and no regrets. Blessings all!

Day 20 – Bumpkinitis


Newsflash for all of you, my Faithful Readers. I’m a Bumpkin. Yep, that’s right. I’m a Bumpkin and I like it that way.

I live in a very rural area, and my idea of being in a big city is going to Bismarck or Fargo. Those are even too peopley for me. I hate Minneapolis, and forget driving through Chicago. Every time I go to one of those places I am so grateful to leave it, even though I may have enjoyed my stay.

It’s pretty rare to see an actual homeless person where I live, even though they exist. I remember when I was very young, we took a trip and ended up in Chicago walking around downtown during a layover. My Dad had to explain to me about homelessness when I inquired about the old man laying on a bench covered in newspaper. I didn’t really have the capacity to understand at that age, and to some extent I still have a hard time wrapping my head around it.

I don’t like crowds, and I’m not much of a party girl. I like my life simple, and quiet. If there’s excitement going on, it’s probably because something bad is happening. Hum drum is where life is warm and comfy.

Given all of the above, you may wonder why I am taking a trip to Las Vegas this week. Well, it’s been on the bucket list for a long time, and when some friends decided to get married there, I jumped on the opportunity to go.

We’ll be flying, and I am terrified. I’ve flown before, but that was with someone who knows about these things, and it was many years ago.This time I will be flying with my Flirt, and he has never flown. Thank goodness he is excited about the trip. I don’t know that I would do this by myself. I’m hoping we like it, and that he wants to fly some more. It would be nice see more of our own country, and I’d love to see it with him. I’d really love to fly out to see Younger Son where he is stationed.  I’d really love to have a girls weekend somewhere…Patty Sue, let’s go see somewhere we’ve never been. Maybe Denver?

So, this little country mouse is making ready to go to the big city. My suitcase is mostly packed and laying on my living room couch so I can put things in it that I have forgotten. Yesterday we took a trip to the airport, just to scope it out. I feel like I’m ready, now I just have to wait a few more days. It’s scary, but I think it will be great.

Here’s hoping you get up and go do that thing that you really want to do, even though it scares you. Blessings all!

A Two Year Plan


Greetings to my Faithful Readers. It’s been one heck of a year so far, and I am astonished that we are now in the fall of 2015, and I’ve not blogged since January.

Wow, it has been a ride!

Taking on a new job, which is waaay out of my knowledge zone has been quite a challenge, but is paying the bills, and I’m starting to catch on. Having said that, it’s really not my calling. I get to know way more about people than I ever wanted to, and there’s a lot of bad office politics happening. I have really great people to work with, and I will hang onto this job for a while, but it’s going to be just a stepping stone for the next good thing to come along.

In other news, I finally redid Younger Son’s room. It took me all Winter and most of this Spring to get up the gumption to make the change, but it was worth while now that it’s done. Now it is my friend place my friends can come and stay when they are in town. It’s not done all the way, but it’s functional.

I will be getting a new kitchen soon, and will make sure to post pictures of the demolition of the old, and installation of the new. It’s a big, expensive, stress inducing, joyful, exciting project. Did I mention expensive? That’s ok. I’ll get all of that back when I sell the house. I’m keeping my eye on the prize, which is to move away. To Grand Forks. Hopefully within the next two years.

At the very least, I’d like to feel like I am ready to go in the next couple of years. If I can feel like I am ready to go, that is most of the struggle. As long as I can sell my happy little fixer upper, I can go.

Part of getting ready to go is to also do some landscaping and curb appeal projects. I was forced to do some updates to my back yard and my shed this year due to skunk infestation. That’s right…skunks. IMG_5345

IMG_5370Cute little buggers,but vermin nonetheless. Luckily I got some amazing help to live trap all 7 of the babies living under my shed, and my Dad and my Flirt helped me to get rid of the extra brush around the shed that was sheltering them. It was a large adventure, and I’m glad to be able to check that off the Bucket List and move on!

This summer, I did a lot of running and I don’t regret a bit of it. I wished I’d got to spend more time with my Parents, but that’s something I need to get my life reorganized around. My change in job took me farther away from their house, and it’s something I want to fix. I miss them.

I got to see some amazing concerts, one of which was Aerosmith. My Flirt took me to a small town rodeo, and it was one of the loveliest evenings I’ve had in a long time.

Boots on the groundJust for fun, I took this picture of us sitting on the hillside watching the rodeo, and it is one of my favorite pictures ever.

We did a lot of walking, a lot of just hanging out, and a little bit of traveling. It was a good summer, and I’m happy to say my Flirt and I are getting along well, and seem to be happy with things as they are.

We’ve been talking about moving in together, but before that happens, my cat needs to go to another home. He is deathly allergic to cats, and as a result he doesn’t come over to my house much. The good news is that my cat will be going to live with an old friend, and I have no doubts that he will be much happier there. I don’t believe in spoiling my pets, and I certainly don’t believe in allowing cats to get on kitchen counters or anywhere else food is prepared. I think that the house where he is going to live will find him very spoiled and allowed to do all sorts of things he is not allowed to do here. It’s a win for both he and I.Harley Napping I’ll sure miss him, but part of my two-year plan is to rearrange my life so I can travel light. Part of that is no more pets. I raised my kids, and have had numerous fuzzy creatures in the house. Now it’s time to take care of me, and not have to worry about having someone at home to always have to be home for. It sounds selfish, but I promise you I’ve done my bit for family raising and now it’s time for me.

My new work schedule is going to allow me to blog a little more, so I am hoping to make that part of my daily routine. I’m amused by some of the pre-election shenanigans, like Trump running for the Republican ticket. More to come on that. I’m appalled by this whole thing going on with Kim Davis, and I’ll have a few things to say about that too.

Until then, I wish you all a lovely Sunday evening, and hope that the weather where you are is as awesome as it is here in the High Plains.

Confessions of a Sunday morning slug


Another Sunday morning has arrived, and it seems like I was just here. The weeks have gone by so quickly, and I am finding myself trying to put on the breaks and make this lovely Sunday morning last a little while longer.

Enter cup of coffee #3. That’s right…I’m being a slug.  I do have quite a few things I need to do today, as they didn’t get done at any other time this week, but I just don’t feel like doing anything.

I’ve reached a sort of breaking point where I get stubborn about things that need to be done, which I don’t want to do.  Usually, I can get the lead out and get things going, but I’ve been so busy that I haven’t had time to breathe. The old bod is giving me the high sign that enough is enough, and I should just lay low.  I know I won’t for long, but it sure is tempting to just crawl into bed and close my eyes.

I think our culture has developed a bad habit of not having a season of rest. It’s probably not the same for all people and the jobs they have, but my job knows no quiet time. It’s busy all year round, and there is only busy and busier. Right now it’s the busiest I’ve known in a long time, at my happy little Cube Farm. I am lucky that it’s not been so busy at the Red Big Box store…I was gifted with getting a surprise day off yesterday as they are cutting hours.

Given that, you’d think that I would have had a chance to rest up and get some stuff done. Not so. There’s SO much going on that I just haven’t had as many nooks and crannies available to cram in things the way I normally would. Add on top of that the fact that September and October are always furiously busy times of the year anyway, plus trying to prepare for a trial this coming Friday, and life gets really interesting.

Yesterday morning I attended a deposition, which was an interesting experience. While I was not questioned, I got the opportunity to witness how my ex-husband’s lawyer operates, and I got to watch my lawyer in action. Even though I am in the middle of the situation, I have to say that this is an interesting process. Sometimes I try to stand outside myself a little just to really try to observe the process objectively…and mostly fail to be objective. Still, as much as this has been a terribly painful ordeal, I am morbidly fascinated by it. My attorney says I should go to law school. I think I’ll leave that to her and just keep my perch high up on the observer’s tree.

Speaking of perches, I saw three crows perched together the other day, which I took for a good omen. Yes, I do believe in omens, just like I believe in gut feelings. And, I like crows. Many people take them for being bad luck, but I like to have them around.

Last night I got to spend time with my Flirt, his sister and her husband. We went on a double date to the local casino and met their cousin. She was delightful. I played the penny slots, and we played several games of darts and pool.  We had a lovely time, and when we came home, I got to curl up with my sweetie and go to sleep. There’s nothing quite like the feeling you have when you go to sleep with your sweetheart’s arm wrapped around you. I slept well for the first time in two weeks.

Given that I watched my ex-husband’s deposed witness inadvertently poke holes in his case,  have had a good night’s sleep, and have consumed three cups of coffee, I have no good excuse not to get up and get something done. Time for a shower, some laundry, housework, and then go out to get my unruly hair cut. It promises to be a good day.

Sometimes just taking a few moments to think about the little blessings I come across makes all the difference. Having got those down on digital paper this morning, I feel better prepared to kick it down and get my day started. I keep telling myself I am only limited by what I am willing to imagine I can do, and today is no exception. In short, the sky is my limit, and there are no low hanging clouds today. Best get on with it!

Here’s hoping your sky is wide open with potential and possibility, and that your imagination runs wild with it. Brightest Autumn blessings to you all…

There is something about the smell of The High Plains in the evening…


Hmmm…oh lovely Summer evening, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

1. The setting sun paints my precious High Plains with gold, and makes me want to cry for the sheer joy of seeing it.

2. The temperature is just right. So right, in fact, that it’s perfect for a motorcycle ride in the country.

3. There is so much to see along my fabulous countryside ride that I can barely take it all in. It’s amazing how much you miss when driving the same route in a car.

4. This lovely ride in the country is just another good excuse to have my arms wrapped around my sweetie.

5. One of the best part of this whole lovely evening is the smell of it all…

There is something about the smell of The High Plains on a lovely Summer evening that is amazing, and I guarantee you that the smells are different in the evening than in the morning or afternoon. A lovely summer evening can take you straight to olfactory heaven. It’s difficult to describe, but I would have to say it’s kind of a sweet smell, like fresh mown hay, punctuated with wood smoke from people’s backyard fire pits, and the occasional whiff of a farm added in. It’s one thing to smell all of this as it drifts by you while you are sitting in your back yard, but it’s another thing altogether when you are tootling around the countryside on a motorcycle. The way it made me feel to have access to all that good smelling fresh air, at speed, defies adequate description. One thing I can say for sure is that I will sleep very, very well tonight.

The picture I posted here isn’t from my local area, though it easily could be. There is no other place on Earth I would rather live than on my beloved High Plains.

Here’s wishing you all lots of good smelling fresh air to share with your sweethearts, and a lovely night’s rest…sweet dreams all!