Friday, May 15, 2015. The older son a jock with anorexia.

Saturday, April 7, 2018. It is 14 degrees outside tonite. Mother Nature really needs an attitude adjustment. Even with the cold temps, I am finding out that popsicles are a good thing. Just ask my kids who are feeding my addiction. A cleaning lady who will swamp out the inside of my refrigerator without being asked is worth her weight in gold. Grandma is proud of you. More snow is on the way Sunday.

In-your-face stuff from an opinionated rural north Idaho housewife. Tuesday, August 11, 2015. Have cows on the brain. In fact, her wanderings may have to do with being in heat, and our neighbor would like her in with the bull at some point, but that will wait. Meanwhile they got back from their trip and Cowbella is back where she belongs. Next issue, little Lucy.

Friday, August 14, 2015. Today I leave for a weekend of throwing. Well, really a two days of helping and a day of throwing, plus set up and break down. My reward for this endeavor? Heat, sweat, a floor to sleep on, a ride to and from, water, snacks, and a shirt suitable for wearing. Oh, and seeing the best group of people of the world. And pushing the heck out of myself to try. Thursday, August 13, 2015.