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As we advance through this adventure called life, there are certain uncomfortable truths that soon become evident—like death.  From a fairly early age, we come to understand that there will most likely people we know and love who will take … Continue reading →

Spring has finally arrived and with it the need to start the process of moving north.  We’ll harness Sophie (my Yukon) to the ‘ol covered wagon and begin the long trek to Montana. The house is still on the market.  … Continue reading →

For the first time in six years, I feel moved to write a Christmas letter. Up until 2006, it had been a yearly event, a way to keep family and friends in the loop with what was going on in … Continue reading →

Everyone thinks I’m crazy. Not just a little on the tweaked side, but undeniably, certifiably nuts. I guess I can’t really blame them. From their perspective, it must seem like Grant and I have lost our ever loving minds. We’re … Continue reading →

Today’s my Mom’s birthday.  It’s caused me to pause and reflect both on what it means to be a mom, and what me and my brothers put my poor mom through over the years. We moved to the mountains when … Continue reading →

I’ve always thought I was pretty strong. Years ago, as a teenager, I remember hay season with my Dad. Back at our barn, he’d stand on the trailer and, with a hay hook, toss those eighty-pound bales up to me, … Continue reading →

Having grown up in a family for whom food was not just something, but the thing, its not surprising that, as an adult, I’ve evolved into someone known as a “Foodie.” I think it started with the sugar substitute “Aspartame.” … Continue reading →

Got my wisdom teeth out last week. That brings the total number of teeth extracted from my mouth to a whopping eight. I opened wide today in front of the mirror and tried to imagine another eight teeth in there. … Continue reading →

With today being Superbowl Sunday, I have to admit that sporting events such as this, or specifically the human behavior related to sporting events such as this, completely baffle me. The last football game I watched from beginning to end … Continue reading →

Curtain-climbers, crumb-crunchers, rug-rats—people have all sorts of names to describe the kids in their lives. This time of year, they become germ-incubators. Don’t get me wrong. I love kids; which is probably why I tend to be sick from Christmas … Continue reading →