Either I’m getting desensitized to life in the sticks, or nothing “what-in-the-hecky” has happened here lately. I’d like to think it’s the latter. So, instead I borrowed an idea from Christie. I spent most of the morning digging through boxes of exceptionally disorganized scrapbook paraphernalia looking for Christmas cards of the past. When I resurfaced …
I chose this picture for today’s Memory Monday post because I think it shows what kind of “salt of the earth” people my husband comes from. There are so many facinating stories of post war life in Austria that I’ve heard from his family. One day I’d love to get them all down on paper …
Question: WHAT IN THE HECK! would convince me to allow this guy to take my 7 year-old son out of school in the middle of the day, to another town, in a pimped up Lincoln with tinted windows for an hour WITHOUT ME??? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? …
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Over the River and Through the sagebrush, To Grandmother’s house we drive; The Dad knows the plan, to carry the fam, So we can make it to Utah alive. Over the river and through the sagebrush, The cousins, aunts, uncles say “Hi”; We all play Rock Band, Quelf, Playstation and Candyland, (not really but it …
If your house is anything like ours, these would be perfect! We’re crazily running amok getting ready to leave in the morning. Happy Treasure Tuesday!
This is another of my favorites from the pile of pictures Ralf brought back from his trip to Austria. It just makes me smile. I was hoping to get a little story behind this picture, but it was new to Charlotte. Here’s what she did say. My dad (Robert) is 2nd from the left, sitting …
It’s the little things that count, right? So here’s my list for this week: I’m thankful: For Facebook. It’s my lifeline to the world outside of small town Idaho. And I’ve found so many old friends that I never would have connected with otherwise. That my car battery didn’t die after being on all night …
So I don’t have any crazy, off-the-wall, rural, farm land, cows “multiplying and replenishing the earth” type pictures or stories today. I do have a question to ask though. Isn’t there a law against collecting rubbish from around your property, setting fire to it, and burning the dickens out of it for like two days …
When I first met my husband, little did I know that I would become part of such a ski-loving family. Having grown up near the Alps in Austria, generations grew up skiing. And they were all really good at it. I tagged along a few times with the whole family when they came to Utah …
I just love this guy. Jack’s the kind of kid that looks sweet and unassuming on the outside but who quietly observes and takes mental notes on the inside. Just when you’re least expecting it he’ll regurgitate these tidbits in the form dry and wry humor. He’s always been this way. I remember how his …
Will and I have been stuck at home all week spending some quality time together while he fights an inconvenient snot-covered, fever inducing bug . The other day, while playing Star Wars action figure pretend, Will looks out our back window and says to me: Mom! Look at those silly cows out there. Oh, the …
