College has been on my mind lately. I think it’s because Keegan, one of my 15 year old twins, has been contemplating attending a community college program through our local high school. The program would have given him a jump start on an Associate’s, without the financial cost, but he ultimately would have had to…

Every family has those stories. You know the ones I’m referring to. They are the stories that come out at the end of an evening gathered around the campfire, or maybe a night of playing Euchre with friends. Usually everyone has heard the tale many times before, but they all sit back and listen again…

If you’ve ever lived on a farm, you know that feeling you get when you realize the animals are out of their pen. About 15 years ago, my parents had two of their Holstein steers get loose and wander the neighborhood. It was such a memorable experience that I can’t drive down certain back roads…

For as long as I can remember, our family has been visiting Rice Lake, Canada for summer vacations. While we have not made the trek every year, we’ve definitely made the journey dozens of times. I used to visit and go on these fishing trips as a little girl. I now go as an adult…

I’m missing Mom a little more than normal today. I thought I’d share a story that is about holding onto memories, along with an example of my husband’s kindness. When I was Little… When I was a young girl, I was in awe with the many different items Mom had in her bathroom and jewelry…

Let me start off by first saying, it’s not what you think. Honestly. This post is going to be a quick, family story, about how a harmless little cabinet became known in our household as, ‘The Marijuana Cabinet.’ A Birthday Present Gone Somewhat Wrong… Sometime in the first few years of our marriage, my husband…

The current snowy weather has had me reminiscing of winter memories from my childhood. When I was little, there were many different occasions of snowmen in the front yard, snow forts with epic snowball battles, and ice skating trips on the pond near our house. The one thing I remember most about winter fun, however,…

My Grandma Rose was a very loving, but formidable, woman. If you have read some of the other blog posts, you’ll know that she was my maternal grandmother that lived directly across the road from me growing up. I have many wonderful memories of Grandma, as well as some very interesting ones. Grandma taught me…

Ever since I can remember, our family has heated our home with wood. When my parents built our house, they installed a boiler/wood system in the basement. It was our practice to cut wood and then throw the pieces into the basement to be fed into the furnace. Many of my young, childhood memories revolve…

Growing up, it was expected that my siblings and I would get a job as soon as we could drive. Our parents bought us our first car. (My mom was very much in favor of us kids, her girls especially, having access to a car so that they could be independent. She didn’t want us…