-
Maybe a bird flew into it.
Words you never want to hear a contractor who is working on your home say: “Oh, that was dumb.” At long last, our flooring guys arrived this morning to tear out the carpeting in the living room and hallway and install the vinyl planking. I naïvely thought it wouldn’t be too disruptive to work from…
-
Let’s hope for sunny skies ahead!
When we had that recent brush with tornadoes I might not have known exactly what to do, but I knew one thing we couldn’t do: take shelter in the basement. Because it turns out we don’t even have a basement. You may be confused given that I wrote about how most of the boxes we’d…
-
Wishing for a well & how to speak wuh-Scahnsin.
Growing up a city boy, buying a rural(ish) property in a small town has been a learning experience. Take the well, for instance. When I learned our house had a well, I was super excited. I envisioned tossing coins down there and making wishes, hauling buckets of water up by hand, the whole works. At…
-
The boy who cried tornado.
I accidentally invented an Indian/Mexican fusion dish Friday night. I blame it on a mild case of weather-related panic. As you’ll recall, when last we talked–well, I talked; you just read–it was Friday afternoon and we were under a Tornado Watch. I wasn’t really worried, despite the ominous sky and intense-looking line of storms the…
-
Feng shui is exhausting.
Friday afternoon. I’m kicking back in my recliner, feet up, sipping a hard seltzer. I was going to take advantage of the first warm day of the year–it’s 67°, guys!–by hanging out on the deck. I spent 15 minutes searching for folding camp chairs and a little side table, lugged them upstairs to the deck,…
-
French fries and free checking.
Friday afternoon, Tara and I stopped by our local credit union to open a new account. The receptionist had us take a seat while waiting for an available account representative and asked if she could get us anything, like water or coffee. “I’d love some French fries,” I replied. My dear wife didn’t even bat…
TAG! YOU’RE IT.
Black Hills blogging camping cats Christmas cold cooking COVID-19 Facebook Food Fort Atkinson gardening Halloween Hiking holidays house Madison Midwest moving music NaNoWriMo Nevada No Time for Kings novel Oregon Oregon coast Pacific Northwest Portland Rapid City road trip Snow social media South Dakota television Thanksgiving thunderstorms Travel unemployment United States Washington Weather winter Wisconsin Work Writing
Subscribe
Tired of constantly refreshing your screen to see if there’s a new blog post? Enter your email to have updates sent directly to your inbox. No spam, I promise. Unless you’re looking for the delicious canned meat, in which case, here’s a handy link!
Mark My Words 