tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35286281889839632642012-03-16T15:29:15.447-05:00Just an east coast southern girl moved to the middle of the vast prairies of ND, Who's daily life includes but not limited to... chasing after 3 small cowboys (kids) and 1 large cowboy/soldier (national guard husband). I share my stories of the prairie, mothering and being a military wife. Wish me luck this is the next chapter in my already chaotic life story.Cowgirl Ladyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12947384847636772432noreply@blogger.comBlogger611100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3528628188983963264.post-29061563711489308822010-04-13T13:20:00.003-05:002010-04-13T14:07:37.873-05:00

Yes I'm alive, no I didn't fall of the face of the Earth and the plot thickens... my darling Soldier only did part of his deployment.Last I left you, I had moved to the new house and was dealing with and getting into the swing of my husband was deployed, I just did a move by myself, I now had 2 kids in school not 1 and besides the every two month my hubby was gone for some sort of school and

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I said I would so here it is...The last weekend of August is when our county fair is. Which in my house means all the training and chores and work my now 9 year old son has been doing with his spring lamb will be put to the test.4H..it's a great organization, my husband and I as has our families before us have all been a part of this group. It's part of being a farm kid. It's right up there with

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I know I know it's been so long since I wrote and I said once my hubby deployed I would keep up with this blog thingy better. Give me some slack..I had to find a house and move and be at the fair and start two kids all in two weeks by Myself.I did it!I can honestly say this has to be without a doubt one of the toughest things I've ever done in my life. All's well that end's well though, only

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I found a house. It's not exactly what I was looking but do we ever really find exactly what we are looking for. I'm not exactly in any position to be picky right now either. It's in the same school district for the kids, it's in the country, so I don't have to adjust myself and kids to town, it's got enough bedrooms, I can take the dogs and it's really an upgrade as far as structurally sound.

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Yesterday under gray skies and slow drizzle (pretty par for the course) I laid my head on my soldier's shoulder as he nested his face in my neck whispering our love for each other and our parting words before we kissed and said goodbye as he departs for a year long deployment to Kosovo on a peace keeping mission.The drive home is always one of the worst parts of a send off. I'm crying, the older

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Father's day is almost here and no daddy. But, hear me out on this one. Since I am currently in one of those married single mom times. I am being the mommy and daddy both. I cook, clean and cuddle. But, I am also doing the yard work, the trash, breaking out the toolbox to fix what needs fixed, being the strong voice when they are in trouble, I've tried doing the low voice too but it just doesn't

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I wouldn't say I'm a super chipper person, but I'm not a total crank either. I'm usually just a normal, contented housewife, mom of 3 cowboybabies and proud soldier's wife. I'm just having one of those no ambition, no pep, and just blah kind of days.Those that are thinking it..yes I'm fine. I'm not all depressed and mopeing about or anything. I have my support sisters (another military wife and /

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Summer is here, well in the fact that kids are out of school, bathing suits are hanging on the racks at all the stores, taunting me, telling me oh hell no girl, have you looked at your butt lately and hopefully the sun will continue to shine and days will stay warm.My soldier man is once again gone. Far away, well not really,only a few hours north, but still he's gone. He's off playing soldier

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Spring has sprung er sprang maybe come or came...you know what I mean regardless of how I phrase it. The flooding has passed, sandbags and clay dikes are being removed. The rivers are finally going back in their banks and ground water is slowly very slowly evaporating or flowing away in the nearest creek if possible. There is still water water everywhere but the farmers are making the best of it

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Flooding has subsided but not completely gone. Fargo and the Red River has already crested a second time, started going down and now they are removing the sandbags and dikes. I would like to take a moment to step on my soapbox yet again. Don't roll your eyes at me, young lady/man.I believe, that the rest of the Nation can learn a valuable lesson from the city of Fargo. A lesson of pride in what

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I think I'm beginning to cave under the stress/pressure. It has been 9 days since I've been flooded in and in those, usually not a problem being a married single mom 9 days, I've had Cowboy in Cammie's go to Fargo to assist with the Red River flooding, I've had two snow storms, every exit route (meaning dirt roads) from my house have been either flooded over or washed out, my oldest cowboybaby

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As I said in the previous post we are flooding. My Cowboy Soldier is in Fargo dealing with the mighty "Red" and I'm trapped at home. Yes, trapped. I promise no exaggeration there, though I do tend to use the writers gift and word things a slightly bit more animated than it might have been but that is my God given right as a writer. I am literally and completely trapped. Sure I could get out of my

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Yep, flood. All that record breaking snow we got this winter is leading to record breaking flooding. I personally, along with my cowboy babies are dealing with overland flooding, meaning, fields now look like ponds and lakes and it's rushing over the roads and around farmsteads and towns and making travel near impossible. Trust me I know, I ventured out yesterday to find that my road to the east

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I'm so sorry It's been weeks since I've wrote. My Cowboy/Soldier is home and has been doing lots of military stuff and family stuff as well as he is a serious computer hog. Not looking forward to spending the money, but will be nice when he finally gets his laptop and can quit hogging the family pc. Geesh, guess that's what I get being married to a handsome Commo. Soldier guy.He returns back to

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One week. The count down is on. The calender has a big daddy comes home and circled with magic marker. Every night a bright pink or army green marker X's out another day closer to Yea! daddy's back. We have almost successfully managed another 6 weeks of daddy being gone, with only minimal minor disasters.Now the other half of the title of this post... The mystery flowers. don don daaa (mystery

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We were ready for some football. If you hadn't guessed by my littlest imp's shirt, I'm a bit of a Steelers fan. Now, now, no getting ticked, we all have our favorite teams and mine has happen to be the black and gold since I was about the age of my oldest. I had my baby dressed in his jersey only because that cheese head fan of a husband of mine wasn't home as you well know. I did get plenty of

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Just a quick update to the previous post...That darling, sweet and mildly obnoxious Cowboy Soldier of mine called this morning. He got into Phase 2 of the classes needed for his soldiering.Where does that leave me? That leaves me a married single mom for three more weeks. I'm optimistic though, the boys have gotten accustomed to daddy being gone, I've got my schedule without him down pretty good,

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I am one of those odd people that like knowing stuff in advance. I like to have stuff planned and not real good at dealing with a pop up surprise of you have 2 days to have this done. Now let me make something very clear. I am not a control freak and I don't suffer from any disorders, at least I don't think I do. Nope, take a look around my house. Mount washmore is still staring at me. I just

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This is one of those recipes I don't even remember where it came from. I do know that it has been perfect from the git-go, I haven't changed anything and this is by far a family favorite around here.This bread, which derives from an Amish recipe comes out perfect every time. I use it for plain bread but also found the sweetness of the dough makes fantastic carmel rolls.I think my favorite thing

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Nine years ago today, in a tiny little wedding chapel across the road from the courthouse in Winchester, VA. I became the wife of my Cowboy Soldier, then bull riding Cowboy Sailor.Unknown at the time ,but I'm sure it was destiny, there were two other Winchester weddings many years prior. They were similar to my marriage to that baby faced Sailor soon deploying. We each had very small weddings and

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Sigh! Yesterday was my middle little's 5th birthday. A day which was spent running around the house singing happy birthday to me, each time the lyrics change into some of the oddest renditions, but hey he's five, all five year olds are odd aren't they? Please tell me they are!We started out our day with a breakfast of cereal which wasn't what his pallet apparently had in mind so we had to throw

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I'm snowed in and it's beyond COLD.Since the beginning of Dec. it has been a regular occurrence to have a winter storm every weekend. Well apparently January has decided that it must 1 up good ole December like an attention getting sibling. So instead of winter storms they are upgrading to blizzards and negative temps.Let me take this moment to explain negative temps and windchill. Temperature is

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I'm going to give you fair warning, this is a post that most likely I'll be whining and possibly have self-pity.On Sunday morning, I might add the buttcrack of dawn after a huge winter storm. We once again had to drive that hunky cowboy soldier of mine to the airport to hop a flight to California for the next six weeks. Yeah, I know, California...sometimes life's just not fair. Anywho, after

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Christmas was lovely here on the prairie. We didn't go anywhere this year. We stayed at home, partially do to being snowed in and partially because we wanted just a quaint quiet Christmas with just us, savoring every moment of being all together just the five of us and making memories to hold us through next Christmas when that barrel chested cowboy of mine will be deployed to the other side of

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A Soldier's GirlOne night a soldier looked up into the heavens and made a plea to God."God I'm so alone down here. All I do is fight and face the demons of the earth.Please send me someone"So God called forth his angels and asked them to help create a soldiers' girl."Boss give her strength!" cried Michael"So that she can bear the weight and pressure of always packing up and going with her man at

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Hi, Hello and Howdy.All is pretty typical in the northern prairie of NoDak. Yep, pretty typical we now have a ground covered with that fluffy white stuff and it's cold. Break out the wool socks and flannel sheets.Bit of useless information for you... Put flannel sheets on a child's bed and then flannel pj pants on an eight year old long legged lil munchkin and DO NOT expect him to go to sleep

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Happy belated Turkey day. I hope everyone had a good day and besides being the national day of gluttony. I hope everyone had their friends and family close and were thankful for something besides a day off work.What am I thankful for? When asked at the dinner table yesterday my oldest son piped up for me before I even got a chance..."kids". LOL. Out of the mouth of babes. Yes, I am ever so

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This picture tickles me to no extent and makes me feel sorry for any bad guys who ever cross this boy...because if he can't kick your butt he's going to have you on the ground laughing uncontrollably.All sit down grab a blankie and a lovey it's story time...Every since that roughrider cowboy of mine stepped off the plane and started giving me hot flashes in his ACU's (sorry but I like the ACU's

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My latest and most recent favorite recipe would come from a darling little cookbook from a tiny little rural school in WY. I just happen to know the writer of the recipe too. She's a very dear, very feisty, kick butt Rancher/Ranch wife in you guessed it WY. Oh yeah she's a close friend of mine which could be because she's Cowboy's Aunt and kinda unbiological Mom. Thank You Jodi.Do not go running

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I just realized upon looking at the calender that we have a mere two weeks till Thanksgiving. Where is the time going. Besides marching straight across my body...hello muffin tops, grey hair and ghetto booty.Thanksgiving in two weeks, good grief that means I need to realize Christmas is coming. Oh dear, Christmas. I'm not ready I tell you. I'm not ready for it. I haven't even considered the idea

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He's home. Which I'm sure ya'll have figured and technically he's been home over two weeks, but if you've read the previous post you know my computer completely pooped out on me. It was a very very sad day in mudville. Come on, most people can't live without their pc and I am no exception.I am so ashamed of myself. I have no pictures of picking up Cowboy at the airport. No pics of seeing him come

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That cowboy of mine is home, he has been for a week. Then why haven't I written to inform ya'll of his being back on North Dakota soil and the tear jerking homecoming (not really).... my computer pooped out on me that's why. Sitting here uploading some pictures my honey took while in Santa Fe and there's a power surge and my computer will not turn back on. Whaaaaaaaaaa! I'm writing on a super

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We have now entered the final week of that Cowboy who is so missed returning from his six weeks of training. I will admit I even surprised myself with how well I have done though. It only took a day for me to get back in the swing of being a military wife who's man is gone making me a married single mom of three little cowboys. I was worried that it would be harder than it was seeing as its been

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There are moments when I am one of those mothers that have to run in the house and grab the camera because you get such a perfect glimpse into the innocence of a child. When those moments unfold before me I want a picture to always remember the fascination and curiosity of the world around us in the eyes of a child.This afternoon that moment confronted me in the form of a 4 year old and a

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First things this morning, OK not first thing, I got the oldest out the door, down the driveway and on the little bus prior to. Yes my son rides a smaller than normal bus. Stop it! Stop your laughing right now, you know who I'm talking to. The reason for the little bus is we are in the middle of nowhere ND. Our school is K-12 in the same building and has around 300 kiddos total. You calculate

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We are halfway through week 3 of that cowboy of mine being away for 6 weeks of training, learning the Army way since he's ex Navy. We'd be at hump day if it was a deployment.I've been fine, which anyone who knows me really isn't a big surprise, I handle military separations pretty well. The kids have been my biggest surprise. Last time cowboy left for any amount of time was while he was active

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If you'd have told me this past weekend that fall would be upon us on Monday, I might very well have laughed at you. We had one of the most beautiful weekends of the summer. It was bright, sunny, nice little NoDak breeze, low humidity and just an all around play outside till the mosquitoes come to attack sort of weekends. Today, well, yep it's Fall. Moseying my way down my driveway, out of the

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It's taken over a week, and we are officially in the swing of doing things around here minus the barrel chested man of the house. Sure, we miss him and he wonders into our thoughts through out the day, but emotional moments are dwindling as each day goes by and bed time can go off with out whimpers of "I wish daddy was here." OH, tug tug at the heart strings I'm glad that we are settling in to

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Hello, my dears. Yes I'm still around. Obviously, that goodygasm coconut cookie recipe didn't post itself, then yet again, my house does have pixies in it, maybe they posted it.For real I swear it does. Well, I prefer to think that I have some some sort of little mischievous fairy realm creatures over the other option...I'm haunted. wooooooooooooo. bwaaa haaa haaa. Sorry Halloween is coming and I

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Oh my, this is by far the best coconut cookie recipe I've had. It took adding a little more of this and a little less of that but by George I did it. I'd pat myself on the back if I could reach.So, if you like coconut cookies these are goodygasm guaranteed.....they are both crispy and chewy and oh lordy good.Now, it's not like I've made it my life long mission to create the perfect coconut cookie

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Everybody who wasn't of a wee little age can remember that day. The morning we all where going about our business as normal and when the first plane hit, thinking what the hell, a huge plane just ran into a building, who couldn't see a building in front of them. When the second tower was hit, every one's thoughts turned to the worst and within time the whole country was glued to our televisions,

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Deep Breath, here we go again. This morning at 0600 holding myself together best I could I watched the love of my life walk out the door of our hotel room in the city, going to catch a plane to begin his six week training of WTC. I've known this was coming, I've been fine. I was fine this morning till my oldest hugged his dad and I saw the tears start running down his cheeks. That was it, I was

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I know, he's too cute! Don't let that adorable grin and big blue eyes fool you though. He's good, real good at getting one over on you. I don't mean the naughty bad sort of things. Like all my boys he's a good boy. OK, all my boys except maybe that tall, big armed mildly cocky cowboy of mine. He can be naughty and bad and have an I don't care what other people think attitude, but that's a

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This recipe came from one of the wives from my husband's Guard unit.Two weekends ago we went to the the unit picnic and this recipe was a hit. I am sad to admit, I didn't have any. I was too busy helping get an indecisive 4 yr old through the food line, without him dropping his plate and filling it with nothing but watermellon and chips. My son did have a big healthy scoop of it though, and it

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Summer break is officially over. My big little went back to school today.It's hard to believe that he's in second grade already. But, time does go by. This is my last year having my middle little home, this time next year he'll be climbing on the bus with his big brother and off to kindergarten. That will also be the beginning of one of the biggest challenges of my life thus far. Because next

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Bummer! On Monday I have to share my oldest cowbaby with the public school system yet again. I wouldn't say he's excited about going back, but he's not upset about it either. I chalk a lot of his liking his little feller career of school to the fact that it's still easy.I cross my fingers and say my prayers that nothing happens that will cause his liking of school to come to a screeching halt.

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I know, I know I'm terrible, it's been a week since I've wrote. I got busy...school starts in a little over two weeks, hubby leaves for a month to WTC in about three weeks, I've got three boxes of peaches, to make jam, can and freeze. Ahhhh, deep breath. I love how some weeks are pretty mellow. Wake up, take care of kids, deal with minor child induced dilemma's, clean, cook and type on here at

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Summer... I remember as a wee little child all those summers running around the farm. Climbing trees, swimming in the pond, being pirates on grand adventures on our hay wagon , playing cowboys on our trusty steads. Many a days, Soaking up the sun, just laying on our backs in the pasture till mom called for us to come in or till the mosquitoes got so annoying we went in on our own accord. Which

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Today starts the annual X games. I know, why is a ND country mama writing about the X games. Well, that's easy I can explain it in 1 word....Cody.Cody is my almost 8 yr. old. He's the oldest of my cowbabies, he's the only one that was around when my Cowboy man was in the military before. The only one to have previously gone through deployments. He's also my preemie, oh my tiny little orange

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I know there comes a time in most every woman's life when you just need a moment to take a breath.Just that single solitary second, when you can tune out the cleaning, cooking, the feeling of being pulled this way and that, a diaper needs changed, baths need run, teeth need brushed, boo boo's kissed, endless laundry, honey where's this or fix that, the older two are fighting, the dogs are barking

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Of course I'm cooking beef. What did you expect, don't answer that.Since, bless the big guy above, I've got an abundant amount of beef in my freezer from our local meat locker. You betcha! No buying beef from a grocery store here. I can tell you who owned the cows too. I love it here and not wondering where my food's from.Anywho... sorry sidetracked again.I've gotten a bit creative on what to do

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You would think being on my third baby I would have been better prepared and expecting this. Ha, Ha. Baby RJ is officially in that, I'm independent and mobile, I will do anything I want and if you try and stop me I will scream till the my face turns red and do it anyway. {deep breath}...here we go again. Oh I know he's cute peeking over the gate at me. He's wanting so bad to be in the kitchen and

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It's HOT, I'm thinking today is going to be one of those goofy weather guy "hottest days of the summer, phewww weeee."I can handle the warm weather, much better than I can the cold I'd like to add, but my littlest one can't. Oh, it's miserable.It Could be because he's taking after me, the Irish part that is; reddish hair, fair skin, temper, oh lord that one worries me the most. Whatever the

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I know I live in the middle of the amber waves of grain state of ND. Yes, I understand we are a bit behind, or as I prefer to think of it, still in the simple times of trusting your neighbor, no crime rate and it's ok for kids to be dirty and never lock our doors, times. But I do enjoy indoor plumbing and hot water.Yesterday evening after a full day of my little cowpokes running around outside,

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Since it's becoming that time of year when all the good fresh fruits are readily available I though it would be a good time to share my perfect pie crust recipe. For years I've been fighting with pie crusts. Do you use lard, butter or shortening...vinegar or no vinegar, does all the ingredients have to be cold etc. Also, since I like to make apple dumplings in advance and freeze them

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Those sleeveless shirts, knobby knees and big muscled creatures up there.. those are my life blood, those are my world... the joy, the love, the humor and yet still makes me wonder why do I even bother doing my hair.I can't recall how many times I hear... "Got tickets to the gun show" as the three older boys (combat boot cowboy included) give me their biggest muscle man faces and show off their

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These are an example of just a few of the flowers around my place and I might add I am quite proud of the green thumb I didn't even know I had. Who knew, that I could grow such beautiful foliage, not a victory garden by no means but give me time, my cowboy darling has created a monster building me all the flower beds I want and letting me fill them with all kinds of budding beauties. If you've

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Top photo: My life, my family, last time my husband was militaryBottom photo: My life, my family now, my husband has decided to get back in the military.Notice any differences?OK, I know you are asking, why the two pictures, well ya'll, I will tell you. Because I'm thinking about the changes in my life since my husband was in the military. Confused are ya? Let me clarify...my husband, that's the

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Let me give you a quick hint, something I've learned from years of chocolate and candy making.Dipping Chocolate.For dipping in milk, semi sweet and even bitter sweet chocolate. The special little buy by the pound discs aren't necessary. There is just a quick little ratio you need to learn.For every 12 oz bag of chocolate chips You'll need to add 1 - 2 Tablespoon of shortening, (plain, not butter

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I've lived out here on the prairie for over two years now and this my friend, is my third summer. Now I've pretty much gotten used to the fact that the weather changes without warning here and that being in big sky country it's usually gorgeous and fun. But... When it comes to the kind of season we've been having this year as far as Tornado warnings and touchdowns, it's both thrilling, neat and

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I love summer Saturdays. Not that Saturdays during school are that much different it's just nice during the summer.Wake up run around in my pj's till probably around noon. Kids either eat cereal or we have a later than 7am breakfast along the line of what you'd order at IHOP except better, why better you ask...because I made it that's why. After a nice big later than breakfast but earlier than

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