My mom has a picture of me when I was about 6 years old, riding my dad’s Harley with him. That was the coolest I’ve ever been and the pinnacle of my biker days. Except for a brief period in my early 20’s when I found myself in possession of a “crotch rocket” I couldn’t…
I have one little girl. Down the road there are four. And Sunday they all came over to play, I sent them to check the eggs and let the chickens out for their evening stroll. Almost immediately there were shrieks of terror and thundering footsteps. I knew before I heard a word the first snake…
To be perfectly honest I don’t recall the events leading up to my walk last Wednesday, April the 8th. I just remember I walked late and my sister was with me. Which was a little sad because I knew it would be the last time she joined me for a walk in quite some time,…
My husband was a professional calf roper for around 20 years. While he was pounding the rodeo trail across the American mid-west during the eighties I was braiding My Little Ponies tail and pretending to be John Wayne. In the early nineties he was winning belt buckles, saddles and cash whilst I was lip-syncing to…
Some things get worse with age. Onions, potatoes, garlic, computers, grey hair, flab, swimming pools and Wal-Mart’s. Just to name a few. Other things get better with age. Wine, certain cheeses, men, movies (with Hugh Jackman, Robert Redford, Julia Andrews, Charlton Heston and Meryl Streep. Obviously, not all on the same film), books and true…
I have a friend and her name is Amanda. She is funny, out-going, talented, thoughtful, forgetful and completely adorable. She is my opposite. I am neither funny nor outgoing, I am thoughtful (I think), I am not forgetful (although I did forget to go to work one time but that is another post) and I’m…
Remember when you were little and someone sent you a surprise in the mail? Can you recall how totally awesome and exciting it was to have a package with YOUR name on it? I recently discovered those feelings are the same in your early thirties. I arrived home a few days ago, weary from work…
I discovered something Thanksgiving day. I totally, absolutely, undoubtedly am the worst washer player. Ever. I found myself comforted somewhat by the fact I was playing with my brother and sister who were almost as bad. However, I was the lone player who didn’t make a single point the entire game. I managed to hit…
Love is found in many forms and fashions. There have been numerous tomes penned on the subject of love by people much smarter than I could ever hope to be. The poems, songs and movies dedicated to this complicated emotion are endless. For me, love is simple and love is pictured here. My Two Great…
Elk Camp was very unique this year. Every year is special in its own way but this was one for the books, I think there may be a poorly rated, low-budget Lifetime movie in the works someday soon but until then I’ll just give you the pleasant high-lights and leave the rest for your imagination. …
The Wicked Chicken 