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Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Cheap Entertainment, By Natalie Brooksby
Yes, we're cheap around here...but not THAT cheap!! We have been to the swimming pool 4 times in the last week as a family and EVERYDAY for 2 weeks for swimming lessons. She's getting plenty of time in the water. But, today, she had to try out her new goggles. And, since her mother couldn't spend ANOTHER day at the pool accomplishing nothing but a darker tan, she had to improvise. And to top it all off, she came out with clean hair!
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Welcome to No Dak
I'm finally getting around to uploading all the pictures we took in North Dakota. I'm sure that you've all been anxiously waiting for them....and, I'm sorry to disappoint, but they're not all that great. I had all these intentions of spending a day just snapping pictures to share when I got home, but didn't get around to it. So, here are a few of my favorites that I did take. Enjoy the tour....
As we crossed the border into North Dakota, the kids were patient enough to stop (one more time) and take a picture....after about 12-13 hours on the road, it was a welcome site. The kids were a little disappointed when I told them we still had 6-7 hours to Grandma and Grandpa's house!
Yes, I took this one while driving....I thought it kind of funny that as we crossed into ND this was my GPS picture the ENTIRE time we drove across the state. Occasionally, it would show a small body of water off to the side, but mostly, just the purple STRAIGHT line.
This is how we know we're close to Grandma's house....the OREO cows!! Their true name is a Belted Galloway cow, but around these parts, they're known as the Oreo cows. There is a pasture just a mile or two from town and they are peacefully grazing there, just minding their own business. The kids think they're pretty cool and almost positive that these cows are solely responsible for the cream in the Oreo cookie. I won't tell them, if you won't....
These are a staple on every farm - grain bins. They are everywhere. And, so are the GREEN, GREEN fields and the trees that line the acres and acres of open land. The trees are specifically planted to line the roads and are called shelterbelts. They are used to keep the soil from eroding away and keep the ice and snow to a minimum along the roadways.
Hay bales line the fields. I remember on my grandpa's farm, as a child, we used to jump across these. They still make me sneeze like crazy, but way back in those days, I didn't care if my eyes swelled shut - we jumped on them anyway!
Okay, now the truth comes out. Even though I grew up here in these miles and miles of green lush earth, I did NOT grow up on a farm. We lived in town - I walked to school (in mile high snow, barefoot, both ways...at least that's what I'm telling my kids) and though many of my friends lived on farms, I really don't know the first thing about farming. But, I do know that these fields of yellow-blooming something-or-other are BEAUTIFUL. If I had to make an educated guess, I would say that it's an alfalfa field....but, seeing I am/was a city girl, don't take my word on it. Whatever it is, I thought it was a pretty site.
As we crossed the border into North Dakota, the kids were patient enough to stop (one more time) and take a picture....after about 12-13 hours on the road, it was a welcome site. The kids were a little disappointed when I told them we still had 6-7 hours to Grandma and Grandpa's house!
Yes, I took this one while driving....I thought it kind of funny that as we crossed into ND this was my GPS picture the ENTIRE time we drove across the state. Occasionally, it would show a small body of water off to the side, but mostly, just the purple STRAIGHT line.
This is how we know we're close to Grandma's house....the OREO cows!! Their true name is a Belted Galloway cow, but around these parts, they're known as the Oreo cows. There is a pasture just a mile or two from town and they are peacefully grazing there, just minding their own business. The kids think they're pretty cool and almost positive that these cows are solely responsible for the cream in the Oreo cookie. I won't tell them, if you won't....
These are a staple on every farm - grain bins. They are everywhere. And, so are the GREEN, GREEN fields and the trees that line the acres and acres of open land. The trees are specifically planted to line the roads and are called shelterbelts. They are used to keep the soil from eroding away and keep the ice and snow to a minimum along the roadways.
Hay bales line the fields. I remember on my grandpa's farm, as a child, we used to jump across these. They still make me sneeze like crazy, but way back in those days, I didn't care if my eyes swelled shut - we jumped on them anyway!
Okay, now the truth comes out. Even though I grew up here in these miles and miles of green lush earth, I did NOT grow up on a farm. We lived in town - I walked to school (in mile high snow, barefoot, both ways...at least that's what I'm telling my kids) and though many of my friends lived on farms, I really don't know the first thing about farming. But, I do know that these fields of yellow-blooming something-or-other are BEAUTIFUL. If I had to make an educated guess, I would say that it's an alfalfa field....but, seeing I am/was a city girl, don't take my word on it. Whatever it is, I thought it was a pretty site.
We had a fabulous time....I'm sure that Grandma was not sorry to see us go, however. We disturbed her peace and quiet and destroyed her house. The kids played in the orchard, swam everyday, and blew over $120 at the local Dairy Queen. I enjoyed seeing my family, visiting with friends, and attending the All Class Reunion. Most of all, I enjoyed giving my kids a little piece of what I grew up with....a couple of weeks of slower life, good people, and good old fresh air. We miss it already....
I've updated our slide show at the top of the blog with pictures from our trip....please, stop by and have a look.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Top Ten's for ND
Top Ten Ways You Know You're in North Dakota
10. You've been driving for no less than 12 hours and you cross the state line (after you stop to take a picture of the "Welcome to North Dakota sign) and your GPS shows nothing but a STRAIGHT line for the next six hours. If you're lucky, you may see a little standing water off to the side of the road.
9. After driving approximately 3 more hours, you see the largest cow ever made off to the side of the road. Welcome to New Salem, North Dakota. You know you've been here a few times when your children no longer have any kind of reaction to the giant cow. And, if you don't have a clue about the giant cow, you have no business being here.
8. After the sun sets gently in the west, you now have to keep your eyes peeled in the distance for those dumb deer that think they own the highways around here.
7. You pull into a gas station at 11 pm and literally cannot see through the windshield becuase of all thebug guts. You have to spend an extra 15 minutes just cleaning your windshield.
6. After several days of being in North Dakota and being with your sisters all day, everyday, they are already showing signs that your children are driving them nuts. Admit it, Brenna. I know you're annoyed.
5. After several days of being in North Dakota, you don't care that your sisters are annoyed with your children and you leave them with your sisters anyway to adventure into the closest city with a Wal-mart. Walmart has never looked so good.....did I mention that we had to drive at least 45 min to get to that Walmart? Okay, it really was like 1 1/2 hours because my mom drives like an old lady...seriously, mom....you CAN drive the speed limit. It's allowed!
4. On the third consecutive day of being a return "North Dakotan" you catch yourself mid sentence saying "Yah, you betcha!" or "Don-cha know?" Tonight, I caught myself saying the "correct" pronunciation of "tacos"......"taaaahhhh-cos". It's all coming back to me now. Next thing you know, I'll be asking for a "bay-g" (bag) or a "soooo-da" (as in soda pop for you non-North Dakotans).
3. After a few days of being in ND, you think you've seen it all and then Mother Nature shows you what it's like to REALLY have a storm. Lightening, thunder, and hail the size of softballs. Maybe, if you're really lucky, you'll get a tornado warning!! (Seriously, the last few trips we've had here, we've had some rockin' storms!)
2. On your way over to the next largest town (Lisbon, where I grew up), you see white caps on the slough. You then have to explain the term "slough" to your sheltered brother-in-law who has no clue what a "slough" is. And, if you don't know what a "slough" is, you probably don't belong here....
1. And, the #1 way to know you're in North Dakota is.....drumroll, please..... you have a mosquito bite on every square inch of your body!!
**I have plans for a "Tour of North Dakota" for the month of July....please stay tuned for a photo post of all the lovely things that I do LOVE about being here. It's home....always has been, always will be. And, although I jest in fun, I do LOVE it here. There are going to be a bazillion things to show you, but, I can only get dressed and leave the house a few times while I am here. So, stay tuned. I'm sure you're just itchin' to see all there is to see about the great state of North Dakota.**
P.S. I am not being paid as a tourism guide from the state of North Dakota. However, I will entertain offers....
10. You've been driving for no less than 12 hours and you cross the state line (after you stop to take a picture of the "Welcome to North Dakota sign) and your GPS shows nothing but a STRAIGHT line for the next six hours. If you're lucky, you may see a little standing water off to the side of the road.
9. After driving approximately 3 more hours, you see the largest cow ever made off to the side of the road. Welcome to New Salem, North Dakota. You know you've been here a few times when your children no longer have any kind of reaction to the giant cow. And, if you don't have a clue about the giant cow, you have no business being here.
8. After the sun sets gently in the west, you now have to keep your eyes peeled in the distance for those dumb deer that think they own the highways around here.
7. You pull into a gas station at 11 pm and literally cannot see through the windshield becuase of all thebug guts. You have to spend an extra 15 minutes just cleaning your windshield.
6. After several days of being in North Dakota and being with your sisters all day, everyday, they are already showing signs that your children are driving them nuts. Admit it, Brenna. I know you're annoyed.
5. After several days of being in North Dakota, you don't care that your sisters are annoyed with your children and you leave them with your sisters anyway to adventure into the closest city with a Wal-mart. Walmart has never looked so good.....did I mention that we had to drive at least 45 min to get to that Walmart? Okay, it really was like 1 1/2 hours because my mom drives like an old lady...seriously, mom....you CAN drive the speed limit. It's allowed!
4. On the third consecutive day of being a return "North Dakotan" you catch yourself mid sentence saying "Yah, you betcha!" or "Don-cha know?" Tonight, I caught myself saying the "correct" pronunciation of "tacos"......"taaaahhhh-cos". It's all coming back to me now. Next thing you know, I'll be asking for a "bay-g" (bag) or a "soooo-da" (as in soda pop for you non-North Dakotans).
3. After a few days of being in ND, you think you've seen it all and then Mother Nature shows you what it's like to REALLY have a storm. Lightening, thunder, and hail the size of softballs. Maybe, if you're really lucky, you'll get a tornado warning!! (Seriously, the last few trips we've had here, we've had some rockin' storms!)
2. On your way over to the next largest town (Lisbon, where I grew up), you see white caps on the slough. You then have to explain the term "slough" to your sheltered brother-in-law who has no clue what a "slough" is. And, if you don't know what a "slough" is, you probably don't belong here....
1. And, the #1 way to know you're in North Dakota is.....drumroll, please..... you have a mosquito bite on every square inch of your body!!
**I have plans for a "Tour of North Dakota" for the month of July....please stay tuned for a photo post of all the lovely things that I do LOVE about being here. It's home....always has been, always will be. And, although I jest in fun, I do LOVE it here. There are going to be a bazillion things to show you, but, I can only get dressed and leave the house a few times while I am here. So, stay tuned. I'm sure you're just itchin' to see all there is to see about the great state of North Dakota.**
P.S. I am not being paid as a tourism guide from the state of North Dakota. However, I will entertain offers....
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
WWJD?
It's day ONE. Summer vacation.....oh, the dread that consumes my soul.... I honestly have anxiety just thinking about the LONG summer ahead. I know I am probably the ONLY soul who feels this way - any old June Cleaver would relish in the fact that her children were at her side - constantly, asking for snacks, food, rides, money for the stupid ice cream man, money for the pool, movies and trips to Maceys - All the while they are avoiding chores like the plauge. In fact, any old Mrs. June Cleaver would probably do their chores for them, while they enjoyed several hours of extra sleep, TV time and relaxation. And, she'd do it in a starched white apron with a smile. So, as we begin these few months of mother/children time, I find myself asking this question: What Would June Do??
My guess is that behind the starched, white apron and the painted on smile, June Cleaver herself was a summer-hater. She probably was driven crazy by the Beaver and Wally and had a few not-so-nice words about cooking dinner in the roasting hot house. She probably ached for the quiet house that September brings and quietly anticipated those hours she could sit and watch soap operas and eat Bon Bons. So, as I ask myself WWJD, I know the answer....
If she were not a fictional character in TV land, she would let the house fall apart, make dinner in the crockpot or on the grill, give her kids a chore list EVERYDAY! She'd spend time at the pool, read a few books, take a vacation, ride her cruiser bike, sleep in a little, and for heaven's sake....DITCH the starched white apron. Flip flops and ponytails ROCK, Mrs. Cleaver!!
Ladies and Gentleman, Boys and Girls: I will try, try, try to enjoy the summer with my kids. I will try not to lose my patience more than once a day (or twice, if they really deserve it!). I will try to enjoy the squeals from the backyard as they jump on the trampoline with the sprinkler under it. I will try to ignore the sticky mess that the lemonade stands make in the driveway and the ants that come along with it. I will clean up hundreds of Otter Pop wrappers and listen to Kim yell at the kids for dripping them everywhere. I will try to have patience as I play taxi driver, entertainer, and referee. And, I do assure you that I will be counting the days until school starts again. 85 and counting....
My guess is that behind the starched, white apron and the painted on smile, June Cleaver herself was a summer-hater. She probably was driven crazy by the Beaver and Wally and had a few not-so-nice words about cooking dinner in the roasting hot house. She probably ached for the quiet house that September brings and quietly anticipated those hours she could sit and watch soap operas and eat Bon Bons. So, as I ask myself WWJD, I know the answer....If she were not a fictional character in TV land, she would let the house fall apart, make dinner in the crockpot or on the grill, give her kids a chore list EVERYDAY! She'd spend time at the pool, read a few books, take a vacation, ride her cruiser bike, sleep in a little, and for heaven's sake....DITCH the starched white apron. Flip flops and ponytails ROCK, Mrs. Cleaver!!
Ladies and Gentleman, Boys and Girls: I will try, try, try to enjoy the summer with my kids. I will try not to lose my patience more than once a day (or twice, if they really deserve it!). I will try to enjoy the squeals from the backyard as they jump on the trampoline with the sprinkler under it. I will try to ignore the sticky mess that the lemonade stands make in the driveway and the ants that come along with it. I will clean up hundreds of Otter Pop wrappers and listen to Kim yell at the kids for dripping them everywhere. I will try to have patience as I play taxi driver, entertainer, and referee. And, I do assure you that I will be counting the days until school starts again. 85 and counting....
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Another Milestone
I'm thinking about these things more frequently these days...the things that Nat's doing that will be the last. Yesterday, she "graduated" from pre-school. She was entirely too proud of herself and it was a little wrenching to the heart for mom.Last week, we did her kindergarten shots. She didn't even cry. She's getting older, more independent, more stubborn. She's almost 5....just a few weeks to go and my "baby" will be 5!! Can't believe it.
And, then there's this photo....we came home from graduation and I was busy painting and planting in the garden. Apparently, Nat graced the neighborhood with this outfit all afternoon....lucky them.....
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Redemption
As you may remember, my Mother's Day last year was, well... uneventful. If you don't remember, you may re-read my exciting post here. This year, I was sure to make my "wish list" early....way early. Like, March. I was a bit surprised last week, when Kim called me and asked me what I wanted for Mother's Day....I was shocked for 2 reasons: #1 - He was thinking about it before Sunday morning and #2 - I'd been TELLING him, not even HINTING at what I wanted for months now. So, me trying to be gentle, reminded him that all I was wishing for was new shutters for the outside of the house.
We've lived here for 3+ years now. We've needed new outdoor shutters for 3+ years now. I've decided on the kind I want, settled on a color, and made my request a FEW times. I volunteered to do all the priming and painting myself. All he had to do was build them. And, I'm happy to report that my request was granted!!!
Mother's Day this year was better, MUCH BETTER. I can honestly say that compared to last year, any efforts had to be an improvement. I had breakfast in bed (french toast...it's the only thing he cooks) and didn't even come out of my room until a few minutes before church. After church, Kim grilled steaks and as I retreated to my room (again), he rousted the children into cleaning the kitchen and picking up the TV room. I was lazy for the rest of the day. It felt nice.
I've been admiring my new shutters for a few days now and I feel as though my husband has redeemed himself. Now, I'm waiting for Mother Nature to cooperate and dry up the sky so I can get busy with my priming and painting. I dare say, in a week or so, I may have newly painted shutters on the outside of my windows and a newly painted front door. Stay tuned for the results....
We've lived here for 3+ years now. We've needed new outdoor shutters for 3+ years now. I've decided on the kind I want, settled on a color, and made my request a FEW times. I volunteered to do all the priming and painting myself. All he had to do was build them. And, I'm happy to report that my request was granted!!!
Mother's Day this year was better, MUCH BETTER. I can honestly say that compared to last year, any efforts had to be an improvement. I had breakfast in bed (french toast...it's the only thing he cooks) and didn't even come out of my room until a few minutes before church. After church, Kim grilled steaks and as I retreated to my room (again), he rousted the children into cleaning the kitchen and picking up the TV room. I was lazy for the rest of the day. It felt nice.
I've been admiring my new shutters for a few days now and I feel as though my husband has redeemed himself. Now, I'm waiting for Mother Nature to cooperate and dry up the sky so I can get busy with my priming and painting. I dare say, in a week or so, I may have newly painted shutters on the outside of my windows and a newly painted front door. Stay tuned for the results....
My New Shutters
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Fourteen
Fourteen years ago:1. You and I got hitched. Forever. Yep, you're stuck with me.
2. You and I didn't have any money. Yep, still the case. Sorry, Dear.
3. You and I could go anywhere, do anything, at any time. Now, not the case.
4. You and I could sleep in till noon. Those days are over.
5. You and I could have peace and quiet. Those days are definitely over.
6. You and I could have dinner out, by ourselves, anytime we wanted. Over.
7. You and I didn't drive a minivan. Or, I should say, we didn't HAVE to drive a minivan.
8. You and I could make out in the car. *Probably WHY we have to drive the minivan....
9. You and I didn't own a home, didn't have car payments, and had few responsibilities.
10. You and I didn't have 4 children that can make us laugh and cry and want to strangle them all in the same breath.
11. You and I didn't have 12+ years of parenting under our belts.
12. You and I didn't know the shear happiness of seeing our kids do something great.
13. You and I didn't know that having hardship and tough times in our marriage would make us strong.
14. You and I didn't know that after 14+ years together, we'd be as happy, healthy, wealthy, and wise as we are today.
I'm glad that we've had all the happiness and heartache. I'm glad that we've stuck it all out. I'm glad that you can tolerate my mood swings, my obsessive/compulsiveness, my hair all over the bathroom floor (and shower drain, and bathroom sink drain **BTW, could you fix that drain??). I'm glad that you are still happy to come home, happy to drive the minivan, and happy to be married to me. You are, aren't' you???
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