Okay, so the last time I posted I talked about "acquaintance" friends I have made in the small town we live in. Now, I can write about having actually made a friend here. I mean an actual friend, who I am comfortable around and can share things with and our kids like to play together friend. I had to share this because it has been a long time coming. We've lived in Fairfield for almost 3 years and before this I was very lonely and bitter about not having any friends. Now I have a friend, who I very much enjoy hanging out with even if we don't see eye to eye on everything.
I'll give you her name, so I don't have to keep writing friend all the time. Her name is Ashley, her husband's name is Casey and they have a 22 month old boy and a 5 week old boy. Preston has play dates with the older boy. They are super nice people and just moved here from Nevada. For those who do not believe in the power of prayer, I poo-poo that. I have been praying since we moved here for either Jason to find a new call as soon as humanly possible, or for us to make some friends that will make our time here less lonely and more bearable. And my prayer has been answered with these new people who have recently entered our lives. I am just so excited about all this, that I had to share.
Okay, now for the crazy up and down of the weather here. Yesterday was 70 degrees with light winds, today there was a very chilly wind, but the bank said it was 52 when Preston and I were outside this morning. Saturday the high is going to be in the 30s. What gives?! I just want summer to be here already. Or at least have the temperature not dip below 50. And as I am writing this post, I am freezing my ass off in my creative space in the basement. But I'm too damn stubborn to turn the heat up because it is almost the middle of April and I shouldn't have to. Yeah, some logic, huh.... I'll survive this crazy weather. I have every other year thus far and will again in the future. It doesn't mean I'm not going to bitch about it though. That's what we in the northern United States do. We bitch about the weather. It's too dry, too wet, too hot, too cold, too humid....etc... We are hardly satisfied, but on the days we are, well, those are the days that I am longing for and the sooner they arrive the better.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Our First Family Birding Outing...
On Saturday we took our first family birding outing with Preston. Here are some of the highlights:
Snow geese hanging out on one of Freeze Out WMA ponds.
More snow geese and other bird species at Freeze Out WMA
Flock of snow geese taking off to head to the fields in the area to eat.
Flock getting into formation to fly off to the fields
Preston watching the geese got pooped on as the geese flew over head of us.
Snow geese hanging out on one of Freeze Out WMA ponds.
More snow geese and other bird species at Freeze Out WMA
Flock of snow geese taking off to head to the fields in the area to eat.
Flock getting into formation to fly off to the fields
Preston watching the geese got pooped on as the geese flew over head of us.
Over all, a fun family trip birding in the area!!! :)
Other Goings On.....
Finding things to keep myself sane in small town Montana has proved difficult recently. I have enough time on my hand to do little things like crochet and stream tv shows on netflix and hulu plus, but I don't have enough time to sit down and start working on a writing project that has become fully developed in my head. I have enough time to write this blog post, but not enough time to write my stories. That's what happens during the church Lenten season; being just busy enough to not be able to do what I really want to do, but having enough time that I need to find things to fill it up with so I don't go crazy from boredom.
My son, Preston is now 20 months old. He takes a lot of energy to watch after because he has discovered his climbing abilities, as well as curiosity about everything he sees. I constantly have to make sure he is not getting into things he shouldn't be getting into. It's exhausting and fun to see him learn and love learning. He loves to read and be read to. He's my miracle child and he's amazing.
So you may be wondering how I even have time to do anything for myself. It's called nap time. And he takes long naps. Lately his naps have been anywhere from 2 1/2 to almost 4 hrs. So while he is sleeping I have time to myself to do whatever I want to. You may be wondering why that much time is not enough time to work on my stories, etc.... Well the best explanation is that I get preoccupied with what I am doing and forget about everything else. So if Preston woke up from his nap in the middle of what I was working on, one of two things would happen: 1) I'd ignore it until I was at a place I felt I could stop and easily pick up where I left off; or 2) I'd go and get him and completely lose my train of thought and end up scrapping what I had been working on and feel like I wasted several hours of my life on crap. Damn being a perfectionist!
And I've also been very homesick for my friends and family and Minnesota. Please don't get me wrong, I wouldn't want to be anywhere, where my husband and son are not, but sometimes I sit at home and wonder what my life would be like if I lived closer to friends. Of course, several of my favorite people are not even in Minnesota. Some are out east, one goes back and forth between MN and Canada (that would be you VB!), one is in Washington state, a few are even in Montana. Our friends that live the closest to us in Montana are a little over 2 hrs away so it is hard for us to get together very often. Our other friends who live in Montana are over 4 hrs away, so we hardly ever see each other, except for at synod events. I've made a few "friends" here in the small town we live in, but they are more acquaintances who I see every once in a while, rather than soul bearing, really love for each other friends. But this too shall pass and I continually pray for sooner rather than later.
But every once in a while, we find something fun to go do as a family, which is what my next post will be about. Not everything here is terrible. The nature here is friggin' amazing as you will see. :)
My son, Preston is now 20 months old. He takes a lot of energy to watch after because he has discovered his climbing abilities, as well as curiosity about everything he sees. I constantly have to make sure he is not getting into things he shouldn't be getting into. It's exhausting and fun to see him learn and love learning. He loves to read and be read to. He's my miracle child and he's amazing.
So you may be wondering how I even have time to do anything for myself. It's called nap time. And he takes long naps. Lately his naps have been anywhere from 2 1/2 to almost 4 hrs. So while he is sleeping I have time to myself to do whatever I want to. You may be wondering why that much time is not enough time to work on my stories, etc.... Well the best explanation is that I get preoccupied with what I am doing and forget about everything else. So if Preston woke up from his nap in the middle of what I was working on, one of two things would happen: 1) I'd ignore it until I was at a place I felt I could stop and easily pick up where I left off; or 2) I'd go and get him and completely lose my train of thought and end up scrapping what I had been working on and feel like I wasted several hours of my life on crap. Damn being a perfectionist!
And I've also been very homesick for my friends and family and Minnesota. Please don't get me wrong, I wouldn't want to be anywhere, where my husband and son are not, but sometimes I sit at home and wonder what my life would be like if I lived closer to friends. Of course, several of my favorite people are not even in Minnesota. Some are out east, one goes back and forth between MN and Canada (that would be you VB!), one is in Washington state, a few are even in Montana. Our friends that live the closest to us in Montana are a little over 2 hrs away so it is hard for us to get together very often. Our other friends who live in Montana are over 4 hrs away, so we hardly ever see each other, except for at synod events. I've made a few "friends" here in the small town we live in, but they are more acquaintances who I see every once in a while, rather than soul bearing, really love for each other friends. But this too shall pass and I continually pray for sooner rather than later.
But every once in a while, we find something fun to go do as a family, which is what my next post will be about. Not everything here is terrible. The nature here is friggin' amazing as you will see. :)
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