Imagine this; It’s a pristine snowy winter’s morning at the cabin you just bought from somewhere like zook cabins in the rural mountain town set amidst the pines. The morning air smells of wood smoke and pine sap from the surrounding wilderness as you stand on the front porch in your favorite Ugg’s and North …
It’s St Patrick’s Day and that has everyone asking the question, just how Irish am I? Our families heritage is not Irish at all but somehow my dad has a red beard and both my brothers have red hair. Yet we are not Irish. I was over at my parent’s house recently and my dad …
January, 2019. My day at work was ninety percent awesome and ten percent I need a beer. Today I tried to drive a golf cart for the first time. I more then less failed but now I can write “Can operate a golf cart” on my resume. I’ve driven an eighteen wheeler with thirty-two gears, …
I never thought I would be that stranded stressed out motorist that you see on the news in a rainstorm who slept in her car because the rural mountain road washed out. You know the ones I’m talking about during the great blizzard of ’06, shivering in her car and wondering if she’s going to …
Winter. Its somehow already the second week in February and our chilly mountain town has heated up on this snowy Sunday to a balmy thirty-two degrees. And we are thrilled because last week it was three degrees when I got up, bundled up in my fleece balaclava. North Face jacket, leg warmers and my two …