HNT...special spa edition

The morning started beautifully then filled quickly with smoke as the fire north of town flared. But by the time we were done with our spa day it was blue big skies again. Joslyn, Heather, and I were joined by Joslyn's mom at the spa and had a wonderful afternoon.

Chocolate coffee, water with lemon, and a great robe...what more can a girl ask for?

The bride was a bit vegged out at this point. And she still looks radiant!

These pretty toes kicked over the bottle of nail polish after she got a full pedi with a flavored scrub and everything. Silly girl!

Joslyn, Heather, and I half way through the afternoon.

I moved out of the pedi room so Joslyn's mom could start soaking. That little settee was wonderful and I was nearly asleep.

A finished product for all of us :)

I couldn't just do a plain pink and white mani...I did pink on pink. Now that this is posted, I'm taking a quick nap before another pre-wedding function.

HNT...a not so bashful bride

This week I'm posting a picture of my best friend Heather. This young lady is tying the knot this Saturday and she's ready to take on the world. Can't ya tell? Please wish her all the best in the world, she means the world to me and seeing her this calm and collected just days before her big day makes me so proud.

The gals got together for a nice dinner and then hit some of our old stomping grounds (actually made it to the first bar after dinner and that's where we stayed). A good time was had by all, the bride is tired now and we are all home safely.


Have a wonderful HNT!...the wedding chaos has begun!

Always an adventure

There is always an adventure when I head out west. This time the heat was just too much for my car. As I mentioned yesterday, my car overheated as I drove over McDonald Pass on my way to Deer Lodge. I made it over fine but then the car got hot and hot fast. Well, I got the radiator flushed and all seemed well. Last night the light came back on and this morning it was still on. I took it in again, it was low again and they recommended I have a radiator shop take a peek. They took a peek...there's a crack in one of the tank portions of the system at the point where the water is the hottest. I could replace just the tank but it's cheaper to replace the whole system. I'll be spending $380 to fix my sick car.

Last night I did have a wonderful time at York though. Os let me borrow this picture. This young woman is getting married in 3 days! 3 days! The celebration starts tonight with a girls only dinner. Should be a good time for all of us. Gosh, I'm so excited for here! I love ya Heather!

Dinner and a View

I eat when I travel. There aren't very many places where I have lived nor visited that I don't have a "favorite" place to eat at. You know...the crab at the Wharf in San Francisco, the Cuban place in Norfolk VA, City Cafe in Rochester. In Montana I always stop at Miles City's 4B's restaurant for a cup of tomato soup. In Helena, York burgers are always on the list. This trip is no exception.

Tonight Rachel, Os, Heather and I made the annual trip. This place is an old cabin moved to it's current spot. They serve burgers. That's it. Burgers. They have a few appetizers too if you want. They have a full bar, keno machines, and a pool table. Dollar bills cover the walls, you've all seen mine from my going away party four years ago in past posts.

Tonight was no exception to my usual. See the grease on the bun. It's delicious. You can see the big slab of onion hiding under the burger. This is the mushroom and swiss; yes, the whole piece of onion when on that baby. Just mayo and a touch of ketchup. Pure heaven. "MY" drink when I have a burger at York is a Caeser. Vodka, Worchestorshire sauce, Pepperchini pepper juice, fresh pepper, and homemade Clamato Juice. It's a "lighter" version of a bloody mary. I have ordered this drink in numerous states and none of them taste right. I even had some place ask me if I wanted a beer chaser to go with it. UH? I had four of them tonight and won't have another one until I come back next year.

Dinner, of course, was with a view. It finally cooled off a bit today (didn't get to 90 degrees here) but you can still see the forest fire haze in the first picture. But talk about "Big Sky". No matter where you look it's amazingly majestic.



Another beautiful Montana sunset in the books on this great trip. The only hitch in my day was a bone dry radiator on my way to Deer Lodge but two nice young gentleman having lunch at the Avon cafe helped me out with a jug of water and a half jug of coolant to get me home. Cars fine and I'm grateful for Jon and Brian today. Another example of why I miss Montana.

Sweet Home Montana

1251.7 miles in 2.5 days, 18 hours worth of the new Harry Potter on CD, 4 stops for gas, a few extra stops for potty breaks, 100 degree temps, one dead pheasant, and a pleasant conversation with a hottie South Dakota high patrolman and I’m back in MONTANA! It’s wedding week! My best friend Heather will be saying her “I do’s” this coming Saturday and I’m in town for the next 10 days.

First things first, no spilling the beans on Potter. I have three hours left to listen to. Tomorrow I’m driving over the mountains to meet a friend for lunch so I’ll have at least 1.5 hours more to listen. My boyfriend is flying in on Friday for the wedding and I have to drive up to Great Falls to get him so if I haven’t finished it by then I should be able to. It’s pretty darn good so far but I definitely wouldn’t read it to a small child. This one’s completely dark.

Saturday evening about 70 miles from my parent’s house I got pulled over by a South Dakota Highway Patrolman. He was very polite, asked me if the car I was driving was mine, gave me a verbal warning and sent me on my way. Very nice man. I rolled into Montana then Sunday evening after a night in my old bedroom. The skies are blue without a cloud to be seen and the temps just kept rising as I moved westward. A pleasant 75 degrees when I left Rochester, MN to a dry dusty 107 at lunch time yesterday. Now I’m in Helena and it’s not quite a 100 degrees out but the skies are filled with a haze of forest fire smoke from a fire north of town.

No exciting pictures yet, it was too darn hot to get out and take any a long the way yesterday. I'll see what I can catch maybe for a sunset tonight with the smoke in the air, usually gives some pretty colors. In spite of the heat though I'm grinning from ear to ear and tonight Rachel, Os, Heather, and I are going to devour a grease dripping Howard's Pizza at home with a cold Kokanee.

July Non-Fiction Review

Title and author of book? If You Lived Here, I Would Know Your Name by Heather Lende

What led you to pick up this book? The big awkward MOOSE on the cover of course! My aunt wanted to buy me something when I was in Duluth for Grandma's Marathon so I let her get me this book.

Summarize the plot, but don’t give away the ending!
The author is a local journalist in Haines, Alaska. The book chapters begin with excerpts from her column "Duly Noted". The chapters tell the story of life in this small Alaskan town. The topics of life, death, friends, the outdoors, children, pets...and how they are all related make this a down to earth story sat in a beautiful land.

What did you like most about the book?
Finding my friend Andrew Friske's name in one of the Duly Noted sections! We went to college together. But I also have always had a fascination with Alaska and Heather's story make you feel like you really "know" the locals. The stories she tells about the locals touched my heart and made them seem like friends too.

What did you think of the main character?
There wasn't really a "main" character to this story other than the author who is sharing the stories of the community. Heather's love for this community as an adopted Alaskan stirred the feelings I have as an adopted Montanan. She moved to this community and now is one with it and it's people. Heather embraces life and takes on the challenges of living in remote Alaska as an adventure not a burden.

Share a favorite scene from the book.
As staff of the local newspaper, Heather also writes the obituaries for the paper. She doesn't write just any obituary, she takes the time to tell the story of the individual. I think the most touching story she told was of a friend of her children's who was killed on his fishing boat at a very tender age. Just the way she honored him not only in her obituary but in the chapter in the book was very moving. It captured the spirit of the community.

What about the ending?
The ending made me smile a content smile while silent tears fell down my cheeks. I wanted to hear more stories of this little community and I'm ready to book a flight to go visit.

Rockin' Girl Bloggers

Lime and Kelly nominated me as a "Rockin' Girl Blogger". The honor of recognition from such Rockin' gals themselves made me smile this week. Now it's my turn to give a shout out to a few other Rockin' Girl Bloggers but not before I give a few kudos to these two.

Lime caught my attention first with her love of life but now I value her for her genuine love of people. This woman has a heart purer than gold and a spirit as big as the heavens. From her tie dyed "happy" socks to her beautiful wild locks, this gal is one Rockin' Chick! She has lived life and is kind enough to share it with us all while she continues on new adventures wither Mr. Lime and the Limelettes. Thanks for being a friend!

I found My Utopia through Lime and this is one blog I can judge by it's cover. One quick glance down her sidebar and you know Kelly has a true love of books. She works some long hard hours but finds escape and a solid ground in the books she reads and so openly shares with her readers. Through Kelly I found the Non-Fiction Five Challenge and am expanding my own reading library. She's had some tough times too and was there for her husband's family staying strong herself as well. We continue to swap reviews of books but I think the reason she's so Rockin' is she's a Northern with those quality Northern characters of honesty and loyalty.

Boobs, Injuries, and Dr Pepper is my comic relief. This woman is brutally honest about life and isn't afraid to share even the craziest mishaps with her readers. Her audience is quite large but it hasn't gone to her head. Her satire about work, her kids, and life down South have made me laugh until I cried on days I wanted to cry myself into oblivion. Crystal's stories aren't all peaches and cream but even the ones which tug at your heart strings will still make you laugh. She has recently found the love of her life and I'm happy for her. They have a beautiful new baby too! She Rocks!

Leesa actively contributes to my Peace of Mind on a daily basis. I left Montana for my job in Minnesota 3 and a half years ago. Through the pictures and stories of her Montana escape, Leesa keeps me sane. The mountains of Montana bring a peace all their own to any own who takes the time to listen to them. This fellow adopted Montanan has listened well. She is a rockin' independent woman in touch with her surroundings. She recently found new digs in Seattle as well so now she has the perks of her mountain retreat and the conveniences of the city with it's own culture to explore. Her cats are by her side as she begins another adventure. Thanks for bringing Montana back to me every day!

This last gal literally rocks! Robyn took an immense amount of time this past year to organize a series of benefit rock concerts to help a friend. This was all on top of so bravely and openly going through the lose of her mom. My own mom is dying of cancer and having watched this young, strong woman care so lovingly and whole heartedly for her mom through the very end has given me my own strength. This young woman is a loving wife and mother who rocks what ever she sets her mind too!

There are many, many other rockin' gals out there too! For all the ones I read and have become friends with, I'm grateful! To Lime and Kelly for the nod...thanks for making me smile!

Another weekend adventure

This weekend I pailed on work early again (I've been gone every single weekend in June) and headed north with the boys to Eagle River, WI. Our friend's family has a cottage which is a great retreat and his dad lets us borrow the boat. It was a great escape into the woods for me and this big gal was the highlight of my weekend. I might not be in Montana any more but I can still get my wildlife on occasion!

Momma bear was foraging along the road on the way back to the main highway. She could not have had less interest in us, she had food on the brain. Never did get her to look up just right for a head shot.

Remember the pretty lab I have dog sat for in the past? She got to have a family reunion this weekend. That's her on the left, her full sister Niki in the middle, and her half sister Maddy on the right. The boyfriend and the girls had a blast with their nearly torn apart tennis ball. They were a blast and Kenzie crashed with me in the backseat on the way home last night. She was a tuckered out pooch.

Of course, the guys had to show off their sporting skills on the water skies and wake board. I was the official spotter and photographer. Something about being pulled at high speeds across open water on skis just doesn't appeal to me.

On Friday we didn't feel very adventurous. The day consisted of breakfast, naps, sun, a canoe ride and mini-golf. The 18th hole was a toilet. I was the "ringer" getting my ball into the throne and thus winning myself a free game the next time we go. We had a blast and afterwards hit the grocery store for the makin's of a brat dinner. After gorging ourselves on brats, corn on the cob, salad, and beans we curled up in our blankets to watch The Goonies! Man, I forget what a great movie that is.

The guys proved to be better all around golfers than I. As you can see Dave teeing off, Tim's taking a picture of my ball's fine resting point. But doesn't it make a great picture?

"What do you think, Tiger?"

Moosekisses!

This gives a whole new meaning to Moose kisses! Aren't they adorable? Supposedly this is a 12 hour old baby moose and it's mommy in the front yard of someone's house in Anchorage, Alaska. Hopefully they were able to let the pair wander out of town on their own.

Whirlwind Weekend Montana Style

It was a surprise trip to Montana for my best friend Heather. Os and Rachel, Heather's parents, and the Matron of Honor knew. I've had my tickets for months. I told Heather I couldn't afford to come and that I couldn't get the time off work. I actually booked my ticket the week after the date of the shower was agreed upon. I've been stringing her along since late March/early April.

Remember the cute little baby squatting in the wading pool last summer? Well, she's grown up enough to be the flower girl. As the shower on Saturday she found herself a little nook near the fountain while we were all chatting. Isn't she precious? She's practicing wearing dresses...she's not so sure about a dress at the wedding.


Heather is looking beautiful and glowing. That's here standing with her hand on her chin. I've never seen her hair so long. And for a month from her wedding this girl has her shit together and is completely calm. Man, I love her. The groomsmen took the groom to Missoula for his bachelor's party on Friday night so I was able to spend the night at Heather's house and we hung out just like old times (minus the pizza sticks and movies because we went to dinner at the Windbag instead). I'm so happy for her.


The other surprise of the weekend was that our friend's Ben and Laura also came to Helena for the shower. They live in Spokane. I hadn't seen them since the fall I moved to Rochester when I spent a week with them prior to getting the job in Minnesota. I still remember their first date...poor laura got dragged to Star Wars with 6 or 7 other guys. It's a match made in heaven and last night we got to spend a few hours catching up.


Since Heather was in the dark about my arrival I had to make sure I had somewhere to stay. Os would have had to spend weeks cleaning his bathroom for me to stay with him. I've used it in it's "unclean" state but can't say I would do it again. Rachel was kind enough to not only allow me to crash at her place but chauffeur me around too. Last night we had a blast at the Brewhouse until we could hardly keep our eyes open.


We got Os drunk too! Any guesses on how much beer it takes to get the Great and Powerful Os drunk? At least 6 or 7 quaffs full! We bought him one, the bar bought him one or two and he bought a lot more. He kept bringing up his damn tooth though and by the end of the night I was sick of the stories. Also, when Os is "happy" he sometimes like to pick a fight. Likes to push people's buttons.

He pushed mine enough, I had to put him in his place. I think I won :)

After a quick right he straightened up and even remembered to pick me up to take me to the airport this morning. He was early, my departure was a half hour late though. I've made it home though, had a nice nap and an evening with the gals from the church. Now I'm trying to will myself to stay awake at least until midnight so I don't get my sleeping schedule completely messed up. The earliest I went to bed this weekend was 1:30 am (did I mention I passed on Thursday night?!?!)

So to Os, Rachel, Heather, Ben and Laura...thank you for a wonderful weekend at HOME! It was a quick trip but you people mean the world to me and with just a hug can set even the greatest unease to rest. I love you all...we need to do this again!

Home Again HNT

I'm home again. At 10:44 PM MDT, I touched down in Helena, my adopted hometown. There's nothing quite like it. Os, of course, picked me up at the airport, and it took us all of 5 minutes to get to our favorite hangout, The Brewhouse. I had my Miner's Gold. Os had Northern Light. It's a surprise that I'm in town--I'll give more details later. Just suffice it to say--I'm home!

The shirt is green.  Really!

Good to the last drop!

Grandma's Again

This past weekend was the 31st running of Grandma's Marathon in Duluth, Minnesota. My sister and I again converged on my aunt's house and the three of us volunteered to work in the medical tent for the racers. What a weekend to run a marathon!

I don't have any photos yet from my sister but once she shares them I'll post a few. On Friday we sat along the North Shore of Lake Superior watching the lake fog sweep upwards into the sky to form huge storm clouds. As they accumulated and drifted over land we were repeatedly hit with an onslaught of heavy rain. In spite of the rain though the land temp stayed in the high 70's and low 80's making for a sauna of a day. The sweltering heat and downpours were no match for the "Kahl" girls...we successively shopped are way through Duluth and feasted at Olive Garden at the request of the youngest.

Race day dawned bright and early but still sweltering. The temperature was already in the 70's by the start of the race. It was also my little sister's birthday that day so once we wished her a happy 26th we split up to work the day. My aunt and sister worked mile marker 19 and I worked the finish line tent. It was a long, hot race for a lot of runners. Even the elites were slow. My aunt and sister came to the finish tent around 2:30 in the afternoon and things were starting to slow a bit so I said my good-byes and we went to Grandma's Restaurant so the birthday girl could have her Full Monty (A Grandma's special...a three decker house club sandwich dipped in beer batter and deep fat fried). The next task was a LONG nap.

All in all it was a very good weekend. In the midst of the weekend I over half completed a 1000 piece puzzle of my aunt's and I also expanded my book collection. You'd a thunk it!


The best purchase of the stack was Agate: What Good is a Moose? Agate is a children's book written and illustrated by a Duluth authors. The watercolors are beautiful and it's a story about accepting who you are. I'll post pictures of it too.

I picked up two of Thomas Sparrow's books as well, another Northern. I added Suite Francoise since I finished The Things We Remember and enjoyed the WWII theme. My aunt bought me a novel with a big awkward moose on the cover about a small town in Alaska (the title escapes me). I finished listening to The Thirteenth Tale and The Cat Who Dropped A Bombshell too. I am now reading Eye Contact by Cammie McGovern and listened to the first CD of some Faye Kellerman novel. Good thing I have a few long weekends coming up to relax with a good book!

HNT...they're naked!

Sand volleyball did in my toe nails. Tonight I had to take the remaining nail polish off my Hobbit feet; I just couldn't bear the scratches and rough edges of color. My toe nails haven't been naked in forever! If you look really close, you can see how my toes and nails are stained from the sand too. But man, feeling all sweaty, diving in the sand, winning...it's all worth it!

Happy HNT

Spring flowers

This morning the neighbors and I got together to clean up our bushes and such. Earlier this month, my immediate neighbor and I both planted some new flowers too. I don't have pictures yet of the one's we did ourselves but thought I would post these. I have a huge white hydragea already and after clearing out a few dying shrubs and a lot of old mulch I had room for two more. They aren't nearly as tall as my white one but they are quickly catching up. The new hydragea are colored "endless summer". The color of the blooms change based on the pH of the soil. So far mine are staying blue.

Two truck loads of dead branches and evergreen trimmings as well as one truck full of bagged grass and leaves all went to the recycling center today. Amazing how fall leaves can accumulate and survive the winter without disintegrating. The evergreen shrubs look much more controlled and less haphazard for sure! It felt good to be outside for a while and it was a beautiful morning.

I've been a bit bummed with our spring weather this year. Everything is beautifully green and the flowers are doing well but that's because we seem to have had endless rains. And the trigger for all the rain...me leaving work! Every day this week that I had a chance to leave early or had noticed a nice day developing it turned to rain, wind or grayness. The only benefit of it all was on Wednesday curling up with a blanket and a good book. I had started reading it on Sunday and only had about 40 pages done. I finished the rest of it that day in the rain and the rain cleared up in time for volleyball.

The rest of my weekends this month are full. I've been running since this morning and the next weekend's to come aren't going to get any better. The weekends will be filled with fun, friends, travel, the river, and a few surprises. I'm looking forward to it all!

Happy SPRING!

HNT...Once bitten

Any creative explanations for work for me? I could wear a collared shirt today, Thursday I'm stuck in scrubs. First time since the hair cut I've missed the long locks. But what a good night.

Happy HNT!

Non-fiction five challenge--The Children's Blizzard.

This was the second of five books I am reading for the Non-fiction Five Challenge. It took me nearly all of May to get to my first book and this one took me 2.5 days to finish. The Children's Blizzard by David Laskin occurred on January 12, 1888 and roared across the country from Montana across to Bismarck, ND and then south-southeast across eastern South Dakota, western Minnesota, northeastern Nebraska and ultimately hitting Galveston, TX and dropping temperatures there to the high 30 degree mark.

High 30's would have been a God-send for the poor children of southern Dakota Territory, northern Nebraska and western Minnesota. The morning dawned with temperatures unexpectedly above zero. Parents finally let their kids head off to their one-room schoolhouses that morning and many left their coats and heavy winter wear at home in this welcomed break from the typical subzero January temperatures. By 3:30 pm temperatures had dropped 40 degrees or more with a driving, blinding wind so strong snow and ice were reduced to a powder. By dawn the next day hundreds of people were frozen to death, the majority of them school children overtaken by the storm while trying to find their houses.

At the time the storm blew through the Midwest was in it's infancy. The author often included the modern day references so the reader could locate themselves geographically. What made this so interesting to me is I grew up west of the area and am very familiar with the landscape in the book. I have friends and family who grew up in some of the towns most strongly affected by the blizzard. I also grew up in my own "Dakota Territory" blizzards and know exactly what a "snow day" meant for us...usually the snow came in the night but the wind howled across the treeless flatness relentlessly dropping temps to the 40 below or lower point easily; snow days were actually COLD days. These kids and teachers didn't have the prediction nor the communication instruments that now make planning things so much easier.

I was fascinated reading this story because I could literally picture the landscape in my mind. I could also picture these strong, independent frontiersmen doing what they knew to do...protect the children, the livestock, and only then yourself. Their were heroes, their were fools, their were near misses that cost lives, their were miracles that others survived. The children of the blizzard are still remembered today. A lot of the towns and homesteads so devastated by that storm are their today and are still fighting each season against the harshness of the Dakota weather.

HNT...a bit homesick

Why shouldn't I be happy? I have a great job, I have my good health, I have a boyfriend, I own a house. I travel, I have great friends, I have two pets that love me, friends and family that love me. But I'm a bit blue.

I want to be here...

With my feet spread out in good ole Montana dirt. I miss "home". I didn't grow up there but pretty much got adopted when I lived there. Montana runs in my blood. I miss it lately.

Happy HNT!

Rhubarb recipes

Since I was gone into the land of dial-up it wasn't until now that I reviewed most of my HNT comments. Looks like I need to leave you a few rhubarb recipes to enjoy! I brought another bag home from mom and dad's too so I'll have more to come.

Rhubarb Coffee Cake
One box super moist white cake mix (make as box instructs)
2-3 cups rhubarb chopped (mix into cake mix in the pan)
Topping: 1 cup brown sugar, 3-4 tablespoons cinnamon, and 1/2 cup pecans (chopped). Mix with fork and sprinkle over the top.
Bake for 35-45 minutes

Rhubarb Apple Crisp
In a 9 x 13 pan cut up enough Granny Smith apples to thoroughly cover the bottom. Add in enough chopped rhubarb to completely fill the pan. Sprinkle with 1/2 to 3/4 cup white sugar. Add 1/4 cup water over top.

For topping...mix one package DRY white cake mix with one stick butter, one cup brown sugar, and two tablespoons ice cold water. Mix just enough to make it crumbly. Sprinkle over the top of the apples and rhubarb.

Bake until top is completely brown and juices of apple are bubbling. This recipe gets juicy so I like to serve it chilled instead of warm and with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. Enjoy!

Non-fiction five challenge

I was a bit worried if I would get this done this month but a trip to Mom and Dad's in South Dakota with not much else to do but read let me finish this one. Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil was my first book for the Non-fiction Five Challenge...5 non-fiction selections in five months. I picked this one because I read a lot of murder/forensic fiction and thought delving into a true crime story would be fun.

The crime story in this isn't all that. Yes, a man is murdered in Savannah. Yes, a man is tried for his murder (4 times to be exact!). Yes, he's convicted. Yes, it's overturned. No, the crime story did not fascinate me. What did fascinate me were the people! Oh, the characters in this book!

The author is a Yankee who becomes fascinated with the little world Savannah is all on it's one. It's a city of pride, nostalgia, voo-doo, and hospitality. It's a city with a personality all it's own. The author tells the story of Savannah more than that of a murder and a messed up trial. Yes, the mistakes of the local prosecutors rival that of those in The Innocent Man. Yes, the defendant has money to rival that of OJ Simpson. But the people of the city are unique all to themselves without the crime.

I enjoyed the stories the author wove of the town and how if one looked hard enough every one was some how connected whether by blood, secrets, or prestige. The author's slow fall in love with the city reminded me of my own fall into love with Montana. I was an outsider but the people took me as one of their own...calling me a lost adopted Montanan. The people of Savannah took the author in and allowed him to weave a wonderful tale of their lives. That was the story worth reading.

I'm making a jump start on June's selection...The Children's Blizzard by David Laskin. Take the time to pick up a book or two this summer, it just might take you away!

HNT...Scorched

A co-worker brought me a huge bag of rhubarb. I love rhubarb. I made a rhubarb coffee cake on Monday and took it to work on Tuesday. It was devoured by 10:30 am. This afternoon I made a rhubarb apple crisp...two of them in fact; one for work and one for the neighbor. This is the end result. I caught the knuckle of my left thumb on the top rack. It blistered immediately. And of course it's right on the damn crease and it hurts every time I move my thumb. It's amazing I have any sensation left in any of my fingers from all the hot and cold shit I have stuck them in while cooking never mind the 3 months as a barista with the scolding hot espresso shots. Just one more scar to add to my culinary career.

Just an FYI: The rhubarb apple crisp is scrumptous!

Happy HNT!

The Food Meme

I was tagged with the food meme by Osbasso.

The rules:

1. Add a direct link to your post below the name of the person who tagged you. Include the city/state and country you’re in.

Nicole (Sydney, Australia)
velverse (Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia)
LB (San Giovanni in Marignano, Italy)
Selba (Jakarta, Indonesia)
Olivia (London, England)
ML (Utah, USA)
Lotus (Toronto, Canada)
tanabata (Saitama, Japan)
Andi (Dallas [ish], Texas, United States)
Todd (Louisville, Kentucky, United States)
miss kendra (los angeles, california, u.s.a)
Jiggs Casey (Berkeley, CA, USA! USA! USA!)
Lee Ann (Birmingham, AL, United States)
Osbasso (Helena, MT, USA)
Moose (Rochester, MN, USA)

2. List out your top 5 favorite places to eat at your location.

City Cafe: Os has eaten here with me. As have guests from out of town that I have taken to this place. I first found it in October of 2003 when I flew back to Rochester to find a place to live and complete my new employee physical and such. I didn't have a car so I checked out places close. When i ordered a pumpkin cheesecake for dessert I was hooked. The atmosphere in the place is great too...rough stecco/concrete walls in a muted mustard, a moon mural with a bottle of wine, a great whine list, stall like booths, and a menu that changes seasonally.

China Star: Best Chinese take out in town. The portions are huge, the price is cheap and the flavor is to die for. I usually get two full meals and a snack out of one serving. I always get the crab rangoons instead of the egg roll. Fried or white rice depends on my mood. Favorite entree is Orange Chicken.

Rollie Pollie: This place has gone out of business because they opened in a bad location. The idea behind this place was deli sandwich shop but all the sandwiches were made in wraps. The hot ones were pressed onto a flatiron very quickly. The sauces, which I always got on the side, were very good and creative. The wraps came in different flavors and the "fillings" were unique. One of my favorites included turkey, brie cheese, and bacon. I miss it.

Michael's: This place is a legend of an establishment in Rochester. It's been here since the Mayo brothers were first operating. It's located downtown. Michael's is a steakhouse but all the elderly, rich "Clinic" patients frequent it on a regular basis in their best attire. But at the very next table you will find locals in jeans and a sweatshirt. The prices are more geared towards the "Clinic" clientele but the food is Midwestern steak done to perfection no matter how you order it.

The Canadian Honker: This is directly across from the hospital. They are famous for their Coconut Cake. It's so moist, comes in gigantic servings, and tastes like nothing I have tasted before. I also am fond of the Honker Melt. Sourdough bread, turkey, bacon, and coleslaw. They cater a lot of events in town as well and on the weekends they have live music (usually one man shows). We usually end each quarter here when the boss takes the residents and I out to lunch.

3. Tag 5 other people (preferably from other countries/states) and let them know they’ve been tagged.
Those with their feet up on the coffee table or desk as you read this
Those of you with cats
Those of you who have planted any flowers or plants this spring
Those of you road tripping for Memorial day
Those of you that have eaten ostrich (yes, I have and it's very good)

Makin' a trip of it

This morning I needed to drive to Minneapolis/St. Paul to drop the boyfriend off at the airport for a conference. I decided earlier in the week I need to make a trip out of it other than just stopping long enough to leave him and his bag at the terminal doors. I tried to find contact info for a gal from work who moved up their with no avail. I knew a couples gals who I knew for sure would be around. On Wednesday I started up a chat with Sandi to see if I could crash her weekend with Chelle.

These two know how to throw a girls' weekend. They have a kick-ass suite, their computers rigged out in the room, and a party is goin' down. They were kind enough to let me crash it this afternoon and we headed out to lunch together. It was a good time and we even got the hostess to click a picture for us. These two gals are amazing and I'm in awe of their friendship...Thanks for letting me tag along briefly today!

The Things I Wear HNT 4...Killers

Last night three of us went to see The Killer's live. What a great show! The opening acts were horrendous though so we wasted time goofing off with the camera. This was supposedly an "accident". I saw it and insisted it needed to be my HNT this week. That's another recent jewelry purchase. I'm addicted...The only problem with last night is that I got to bed at 1 am and was up at 6 am. I'm posted and I'm heading to bed.

Happy HNT!

A day for nothing

I'm busy. I thrive on being busy. I have a tendency to put things off unless I have multiple things to accomplish. Only when I am really pressed for time due I most efficiently use the time I have. Last week was busy. With a call day from hell, meetings, housesitting, a church event, etc., Monday through Saturday evening was pure chaos. Saturday night I got home around 6:30 pm and I swear I just stared for at least a hour at nothing coming down from it all. I actually crawled into bed after a glass of wine around 9:30 which is very unusual for me.

Sunday morning was a perfect morning for sleeping in. There was a thunderstorm late on Saturday night and Sunday morning dawned on the dark side a bit. It was also cool. I didn't wake up until 8 am and then stayed in bed until 9:30. I moved to the couch, wrapped up in a blanket and started watching a movie. I woke up again around 11. I moved back to bed for 45 minutes. At noon I drove to the gym and got a great massage. I got home around 1:30 pm. I snoozed on the couch again for another hour or so. Watched a little more TV, read a bit of a book, snoozed again.

I have not taken a day to do nothing for so long. It felt good but at the same time each time I woke from a little snooze I felt a bit guilty as well. Is that just a curse of the idle mind? I managed a conference call last night and watched the Survivor Finale with a friend but even that was pretty mindless. Today, I feel a bit refreshed.

A day for nothing felt so wonderously good. I need more of those...

Tagged...

I'm wearing a blue shirt, I have green eyes, and I love lattes so I guess I'm stuck doing this one :) Thanks, Lime.

What was the name of the teacher that was most influential in your life from grades K through 6?
Probably Mrs B in 5th and 6th grade. I went to a very small school and Mrs B taught both 5th and 6th grade in the same classroom. She taught more than the "usual" stuff. The words "shut-up" were NOT allowed in her classroom. We had to memorize poems...real literature. We learned geography by self-directed projects not writing papers. We could give a book report by acting things out instead of just reading a paper out loud. Her classroom was interactive. We only had commador pet computers at the time but she let me play "where in the world is carmen sandiego" when I had spare time. She let me check out "older student" books from the library. Not to mention in the summer as a kid Mrs B also baby sat us and let us make "pop" with this little machine thing and a powder mix. We also played Mousetrap at her house. That was fun too.

She still goes to my hometown church and even though I'm near 30 I still call her Mrs B. She asks me to call her M, but she will always be Mrs B.

Did you argue with teachers? (I saw this question on another meme somewhere else)
Duh. My goal in high school geometry was to do the proof in less steps than the teacher. Sort of took the same approach in college calculus. Two of my favorite college courses were Bioethics and Moral Theology where the purpose of the class was to argue.

What subject did you favor in high school?
Building Trades was fun. We got to learn how to draft, use power tools, and the class project was building a garage for an elderly woman in town.

Did you attend a university and if so, did you attain a degree?
Yes, Masters in Physician Assistant Studies

Do you learn best through books, by watching, or hands-on?
Usually hand on or with pictures. I'm very visual.

Has education been an ongoing process for you?
Definitely!

What seven people are you tagging to do this?
I doubt seven people will even read this so whomever wants to can fill it out.

The Things I Wear HNT 3

If you have read the post below you know that today got a little down and dirty at work. That's when I feel like I have had the best day. So yes, I did come home in my surgical blues (technically, against hospital policy) and I wil not answer what could possibly be on them if someone notices a spot and asks what it is but doesn't that necklace look nice with the drab hospital scrubs?

happy HNT!

Why I do what I do

Today....I

1. Saw first mummified foot
2. Took care of SUV versus semi-truck patient
3. Took care of grain truck versus train patient
4. Took care of moped-vs car patient
5. Saw a proximal and a distal humerus fracture in two separate patients
6. Saw a guy who jumped 12 feet to "get away"
7. Explained to a retired doctor why it had been four hours before we saw his friend with a hip fracture

Doing 2-7 between 3:30 pm and 9 pm tonight! Just awesome....

I smelled it, but...

I didn't deal it...

At first there was just a whiff. A hint. Was it there? Yeah, I think I smell it? Then, then...ooohh, yup, I smell it! The full nostril clearing whiff. A completely distinctive ordor. It could only be one thing...

Happy Spring!

A request

I read Kelly on a regular basis because she is as obsessed with books as I am. If you have a chance, head over to her site and give her a shout and a hug. It's her anniversary today but this weekend her brother-in-law lost a long battle with cancer. She could probably use a hug. Thanks

Moose revealed

Poor Lime got tagged about five times with this list of five so I thought I would let her ask me a few questions too. It's taken me a bit to get them since I was home in South Dakota with dial-up only! For gosh sakes, dial-up is slow! Anyway, here's my go at her questions...

1. First of all, I have always wondered how you got the nickname "moose?'
You've all seen pictures of me, I'm not the size of a moose. Sometimes I am as awkward as a moose but neither of those are how I got my nickname. My grandparents traveled all summer long and if they left town I was in the backseat. Except for one trip. My grandmother is from Maine and they always went the first week of school to get out their and spend a few weeks in the fall to watch the colors change. Mom and Dad refused to let me go because I would miss school. Grandma took to bringing me home stuffed "meese". Then I went to college in Montana with my stuffed "meese" collection. Also a lot of moose stuff there to be had. My collection grew from not just stuffed "meese" but to moose everything including the nickname. My maiden name was "Kahl" pronounced "call" so the email of moosekahl came to be followed by customized Moose Kiss license plates and so forth. So...I'm Moose :)

2. Second, your love of all things moose-ish makes me wonder if you are familiar with Harry & David's 'Moose Munch' snack and what your opinion on moose tracks ice cream is? what other moosey delights do you enjoy?
I've never HAD Harry and David's Moose Munch but a lovely lady with a very kind heart sent me a box this week while I was away and I plan to make lunch out of it :) I do love moose tracks ice cream though...it's like a speciality version rocky road with a bit of everything. Nuts, peanut butter, caramel...what more could you ask for?

I think my favorite moose delight has to have been the Moose Nuts my friend Rachel gave me though...you can't help but put on a naughty grin when you are chewing away on chocolate covered moose nuts.

3. I know your mom has been seriously ill and her health is in decline. Would you share the greatest lesson you have learned from her?
Never give up. This woman knows what she wants and does it. She went to college after high school to be a nurse because back then that's what women did...you went to college to be a teacher, a secretary, or a nurse. It's not what she wanted though. She quit after just a few years of working as a nurse so she could run the farm with my dad. She wanted to be outdoors ranching and farming so she did it.

She was diagnosed with cancer in February of 2001. The statistics gave a 2 year survival rate of 20%. This past February was 6 years. 6 years with an incurable cancer that has made everything hard. In the early years, you know what she did the day after chemo? She went out in the field and raked alfalfa on the tractor all day. Now she's bound to a bed or chair pretty much and it's literally killing her to not be "doing". She's a doer.

Now, I'm a stubborn, go-getting doer too!

4. I love non-fiction and i was excited to read why you chose the books you did. How is that non-fiction reading challenge coming along?
Yesterday was the official day one of the challenge. I have decided to read Midnight In The Garden of Good and Evil first. I've been on a forensic fictional spurt lately so I might as well continue with the non-fiction version. I'm fascinated by "normal" people so I'm even more excited to delve into the mind of "abnormal" people who commit such crimes.

5. Since you are in the medical field can you please explain why childproof caps are so easy for kids to get off and so maddening for adults to remove?
It's all a conspiracy. Those companies know adults can't get them off. It's a con technique to keep kids at home. They are working with the FBI, the CIA, the DEA to keep kids at home to care for their ailing parents. It's an attempt to fix a generation that is forgetting their parents and all the stuff they did for us. It's an attempt to keep kids off the streets and out of the law enforcements hands. They can get there drugs from mom and dad now. Grandpa Jones too. And if the poor adult does manage to fumble their way into the bottle they spill half on the floor and have to go to the store to buy a new bottle for more money in the pharmacy companies pockets. Like I said...Just one big conspiracy :)

Made it back

I'm tired, I'm emotionally exhausted, I'm glad I went back to SD to see mom. Too worn out for any details now but I'm home. Yeah! Tomorrow I "get" to go back to work.