My first Month in our new State

I am going backwards a bit…but I just wanted to revisit so I can congratulate myself on not freaking out.¬† no joke

We landed in town with little fanfare, got settled in, the girls into their new school, etc, etc, etc.¬† On my second day of work a giant blizzard rolled into town.¬† Now, normally I would be prepared and know exactly when I need to close up shop and head home BUT this was my second day of work and I was not connected to the right news stations or social media contacts, nor was my phone up to date on storm warnings in my new location.¬† I left work about an hour later than I should have.¬† That left me driving in a full on white out blizzard…20 miles to home.¬† I *could* have turned back to town and stayed the night with Dave’s Aunt but my girls were already on the bus headed to the house.¬† I was determined to make it there, so that there would be no way they would be left alone.¬† I turned on the GPS on my phone to ensure that I did not miss the turn south on the highway….and thank goodness I did.¬† You lose track of how far you’ve gone when you are creeping down the road at 2 to 5 mph.¬†¬† I needed to make a left hand turn and I could not see across the road to verify that GPS was even right, I just turned and prayed.

Imagine looking into a wall of white and not seeing anything until you look out the driver side window, look down and only see a yellow line and nothing out in front of you.  And since I obviously did not stop for pics.   Here is a road pic from a town just down the road.

About 5 miles from home the girls’ bus suddenly appeared to my left and I knew that they at least made it home and were not stuck somewhere.¬† As the GPS announced that Kramer was approaching, I took the first entrance in….mistake.¬† I turned directly into an unseen snow drift and got stuck.¬† I called my sis in law at the bar (that she just purchased) and asked if the girls were with her (they were) and if I could leave the truck in the snow (no).¬† She sent a patron who was stuck in town as well to pull me out.¬† I will ALWAYS hold this gentleman in high regard.¬† The snow and wind was brutal, but still he came to help me.¬† We were snowed in for 2 1/2 days.¬† Crazy!

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North Dakota Highway Patrol: Facebook

As a result of that snow storm, I was also involved in a car fire.¬† After the town and roads were cleared, I drove the truck into town for work….mistake.¬† As I was leaving to go home for the day, the truck started acting funny, so I pulled down the street that has a truck shop.¬† My truck starts filling up with smoke.¬† The girls are freaking out and I am trying to figure out how I am going to put it out.¬† As I am pulling the kids out, a very nice man from across the street ran over with an extinguisher.¬† Fire Doused!¬† he was an off duty fireman…..seriously!!¬† Issue?¬† Compacted snow.¬† Arg.¬† Obviously no pic of that either.

As an added bonus my beloved Land Rover (totally vintage at 1998 hahahahaha) blew a hole in the side of the engine as I was taking Dave to the airport….60 miles away in sub zero weather.¬† Ack.¬† What a nightmare.

All in all Рnot the best start that I could have hoped for.  But I put on my big girl panties and kept it together.

Dave ended up purchasing a Monte Carlo to drive back and forth to the airport with and its a been a great car for commuting.


Super cute, right?

And I now drive a White Chevy Pickup the Dave has christened Snow White.  just to annoy me

It was a dramatic start, but everything seems to have calmed down.  We are house hunting and I cannot wait to show you whats up with that.

Have a good day Peeps!



Hey Peeps – It’s been awhile and I apologize.¬† There have been some major changes for our family and I am just feeling settled enough to start typing/talking about it.¬† I have accepted a position in a different state and we have up and moved.¬†¬† We now live in Dave’s hometown in North Dakota. ¬† To give you some insight into how small his hometown is….our addition to the town has increased the population by 13%.


Dave grew up on a farm 2 miles from a town of 30-ish, 20 miles from a town of 2,500 and 60 miles from a town of 30,000.


View from the farm yard into the field



Looking across the highway into the fields west of town



Moon is high over the Fire Hall Fundraiser

If you follow me on Instagram you have seen the change in locale.

J Clark Salyer National Wildlife Refuge


Storm rolls in over the pasture

Join me as I document our new adventure on the prairie.

Losing my ever loving parent mind

Have you ever taken a good look around at your life and wondered how you are still sane?¬† That’s me right now.¬† Dave has been getting his work travel on, which leaves me with the girls.¬† The girls¬†have decided to up their game in the bickering department, the dogs are at an all-time high in annoying-ness, the cat cannot decide whether she wants to be outside or inside¬†and the chickens have decided that flying over our fence is a good idea. ¬† Out of all of that, the kid fighting is the worst.

Background: I have a sister but she graduated high school while I was still in elementary school.¬† I have no memory of being a bickering kid with her.¬† I do remember fun visits, letters, phone calls, being ecstatic when she came home and teary eyed when it was time for her to go.¬† Given that this is my experience with siblings…I have a hard time with how my girls interact.

I wanted more than 1 child, we tried for years to have Jane. ¬†When she finally got around to making an appearance, Jules and Jane ended up¬†almost 5 years apart. ¬† Jules was so easy as a child that the difficulties that Jane presented almost broke me. ¬†Jane scream cried every afternoon and would never take a nap. ¬†She hated being on her stomach, hated being on her back, hated being in a vibrating chair, hated being in a swing…..on and on. ¬†Getting her to sleep was an exercise in Mary Poppins Ninja moves. ¬†Sigh…Parent mind. ¬†I miss those days….Sigh. ¬†See? ¬†CRAZY!¬† When she outgrew that stage, there was this wonderful lull in which she hadn‚Äôt started talking a whole lot.¬† Then there was the game changer, Jane decided she had a voice and started using it.¬† Much to Jules‚Äô dismay¬† The fights started almost overnight.¬† Jane did not want to be Jules‚Äô minion anymore and let us all know about it.

I know that they have fun and can play well together.  


the happy crazy house jules and jane play

But man oh man, their noise level drives me out of my ever loving mind. ¬†Or maybe it’s the constant MOM, MOM, MOM??

The ultimate crazy comes from the fact that I hate to be parted from them. ¬†Example: ¬†My mom and I spoke and saw each other multiple times last week. ¬†I must have had that crazy eyed, visible nerves running along the skin parent look about me, as she volunteered to have the girls over for a sleepover. ¬†My instant response was, Are you sure? ¬†Mainly because I love waking up to them in the mornings. ¬†The girls had their sleepover with mom and enjoyed themselves immensely, while I dealt with misbehaving dogs and chickens.¬† the chickens had to get their wings clipped ‚Äď a necessary step to keep them safe.¬† see this video for an example. ¬†¬†Not the relaxing morning that I had hoped for, but what can you do?¬† ¬†HA!

I love those girls so much that it hurts sometimes.  They are so smart, cute, complicated, and challenging.  But apparently, I am surprised by how annoyed I can get by the whole being a mom thing.  I NEVER thought this would happen to me. Delusional?  Hell yeah.

but…..then¬†they do something ridiculously cute and I melt.

the happy crazy house kids

iPhone pic in the car….sorry….but you see what I am dealing with right??!! ¬†


Our new cat – Harriet

Well – in my last post I introduced you to our new kitty, Harriet.

Not gunna lie…Lillian (my last cat, that passed away last year) was a special cat.¬† She loved to cuddle, came when called, allowed the girls to pet, love on and cart around.¬† I was doubtful that another cat could come into the house and be as cool with the girls as Lillian was.¬† Well…..this cat is super cool with the girls.

Harriet is a pretty chill cat.  She has a semi routine now and it revolves around this kitty bed I purchased just for her.

Isn’t she gorgeous?¬† Jane loves to chit chat with Harriet….see that colored paper in the bed?¬† that’s a gift from Jane to Harriet.


Harriet loves her chin and cheeks to be scratched.

Seriously, this cat is super chill.

Man oh Man….so pretty and so good natured.

Yeah for Harriet!


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