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Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Less Than Average Accomodations

Last week hubby and I went to Montana and Wyoming for a business trip/wedding.  We went through Yellowstone Park again and Teton National park and then proceeded to go to the Montana towns where he needed to go.  Parts of the drive were exceptionally beautiful in Montana.  We went to northern Montana and saw beautiful fields of grass and trees changing color.  His business went well and since it was the end of September, we thought it wouldn't be hard to find a motel.  WRONG! The oil pipeline being built  had brought men from all over the country to a place that has jobs for everyone and the motels were full up for miles and miles.  From Wolf Point to Glendive to Miles City they were full.  After calling all around, we found a tiny, scary, dirty motel that had a room.  We stayed here for the night and quickly got the heck out of there as early as possible the next morning.

Here is the bathroom window, peeling paint and plastic covering.  The bottom window was covered but the top was clear and anyone outside could just peek in.  I had to shut the shower curtain to use the bathroom.

This was the tub drain.  Enough said.

Funny enough, the floor was dirty and stained and we would not walk around bare foot, but the sheets were clean (no bed bugs) and the counter was a cute 1950's tiled area that I kind of  took a liking to.  It was the most light I had all week to apply make-up.  The house in front of the motel had a red light in the window. Hmmmm

We will take Colett's advise and call ahead for motel rooms the next time we pass this way.

Monday, September 19, 2011


Signs of Fall have started around here.

1.  The corn is done and the husks are drying in the garden, waiting for Wayne to put them on the front porch as part of the Halloween decorations.
2.  Spiders are climbing on the windows and flies come in every chance they get.  They know there time is almost done.
3.  All the stores have their Halloween decorations up.
4.  The bazaars have begun.
5.  Wayne picked all the apples because we saw the robins fly into the tree and start their gorging.
6.  We leave the windows open at night and it gets pretty cool before morning.
7.  Our  Grandson Nick has football practices and games all week long.
8.  Our chorus group is practicing Christmas songs.
9.  I'm bringing hoodies with me on my outings.
10.  My neighbor's maple tree is turning red.
11.  Roast turkey and stuffing are starting to sound really good.
12,  General Conference is just 2 weeks away.
13.  I'm actually getting a little tired of pulling weeds, deadheading flowers and picking beans.
14.  I have already bought a few stocking stuffers.
15.  My hummingbirds are thinking of leaving.  Yes, I asked them.

Friday, September 16, 2011

A Poem

I went to the doctor yesterday and he scheduled me for a mammogram and ultrasound.  I have always had problems with mammograms not being able to do their job for me and then having to go back for another one and then an ultrasound.  Why can't they just do one ultrasound and be done with it?  I guess it's better to be safe than sorry.  A friend in Cowley had a mastectomy last year and I was heart broken for her.  Her sister Maurine wanted to make her feel good with a little humor and asked all her friends to write a limerick to help her see some humor in the situation.  I wrote this one for Allison and her husband Pony.  I know it seems a litttle irreverent but it was done with love.

They stood on her chest like a hill
giving Pony a veritable thrill,
They had always been there
neath her flowing red hair,
But now her bra they will have to faux-fill.

Everyone, go get your mammograms!!!

Friday, September 02, 2011


This is a photo from trip # 2 to Wyoming this summer.  It's on top of the Big Horn Mountains and on top of a big old rock that the family had to climb.  From here, they could yell and hear their echoes a second later.  They all said it was one of their favorite places and things to do. Ah.... open spaces, no people, family togetherness and the smell of pine trees. Click to enlarge.