I admit I have been neglecting my little infant blog for Face Book.  I resisted Face Book for oh so long…alas, I have fallen victim to it’s promise of friends…

In other news, TallBoy and I went on a drive over the weekend and detoured to drive by Devil’s Tower because it’s a weird mountain/geographical anomaly that never gets old. 

Mitzy: Wow, it really is Phallic isn’t it? I wonder if it was every worshiped as a fertility mountain or anything…

TallBoy: What’s Phallic mean?

Mitzy: Seriously?

TallBoy: Sorry! I don’t know what that is Ms. Hoity Toity!

MItzy: It’s shaped like a Phallus… (I pointed at the corresponding part on his body…)

TallBoy: So…size apparently does matter…

Mitzy: I’m not sure where your going with this.


Taken with SmartPhone from moving car...Pretty good, huh?

Devil's Tower - Taken with SmartPhone from moving car...Pretty good, huh?



I’m sure this is old, but I just saw it for the first time today and I thought it was funny.  My “blonde” sister sent it to me.

Our Sidewalk

Our Sidewalk

4 feet of snow + wind + 15 foot drifts = snowed in for 3 days

snowed in for 3 days + tv channels out + Ran out of Guinness + constant cabin fever TallBoy = I would soo rather be at work



 I took crap for pictures (these were taken with my phone) because I basically lost my mind after the third straight day.  It is too bad, cause we actually had to hire a guy with a tractor to come break down the wall of snow the plow left in front of our driveway – and that would have been some cool pictures.  We had power though, and many many people did not. So I can’t complain…to much…Ok, I’ve pretty much been complaining for 5 days.

If you have a burning desire to read more about the infamous South Dakota Blizzard of ’08, you can start here:

Blizzard pummels South Dakota, stranding motorists


Join the Club!

Join the Club!

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TallBoy’s daily commute is between 120 and 200 miles every day.  Mine is 50 round-trip.  (Welcome to South Dakota y’all).  And today, we felt our belts loosen a little…drum-roll………………………….

I will, though, be giving my first child to the monastery to lead a life of service because that’s the deal I had with God.  Pity, I had already sold my soul so that Bon Jovi could make another album.  That turned out to be a mistake.

Scary, scary, scary.  I leave you with an Adam’s Family-esque portrait of myself.  No special effects! I really am just this creepy…

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Loook Away!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Loook Away!


TallBoy was out of state for training all week and he is getting back tonight in time for a few costume parties we have been invited to. 

I saw this costume at Walmart today (though I can’t find the link on Walmart’s site) for $20.  I’m pretty sure it’s perfect:

He will love it, right?!

He will love it, right?!

One of my many irrational fears is having my arms tore off by a bear… But, my heart broke when I read this headline and then the article.

Momma bear retrieves dead cub hit by car

I know, totally killed the mood.  My heart ached.

Here is a cute picture of an alive bear (sorry – I suck and I can’t get the picture bigger, I’m still learning people) that my brother sent me:


 Poor bear, though, was used as a political pawn as his picture was the feature in an e-mail that my extremely conservative brother delightfully forwarded to my extremely liberal sister.  The picture was accompanied by this caption:

              Animals that were formerly self-sufficient are now showing signs of belonging to the Democratic Party… as they have apparently learned to just sit and wait for the government to step in and provide for their care and sustenance. This photo is of a Democrat black bear in Montana nicknamed ‘Bearack Obama‘!

And then I’m sure my brother laughed and my sister got very mad and I am staying out of it because I get to cast a secret ballot as per my right as a citizen. 

To distract you from the impending political argument, here is a picture of me getting ‘A Little Nukey.’

Picture taken by Betsy.

Dearest Rachel, a.k.a co-surprise birthday party planner

I accidently sent a text to Dana that was meant for you… confirming the time I was to bring her to her Surprise Birthday Party on Saturday.  I suck.  She promises to act surprised and I plan to pinch her really hard when everyone shouts Surprise! to elicit a realistic emotional response. Again, so sorry I suck.

                                                                                                                         Yup I Suck,


P.S – She said she is really touched that we are throwing her a surprise party! And, she will be dressed as a cheerleader, I will be a pirate and TallBoy is going to be a giant Whoopie Cushion…Just so there are absolutely no surprises for anyone…