Norma's Wanderings around a small section of Montana |
Today was a fundraiser for the Musselshell County Historical Museum. I recently joined the board, so I was asked to help. The Chuckwagon Breakfast from 8-1 fed about 150 people. Pretty good deal. We served pancakes, scrambled eggs, biscuits and gravy, plus sliced strawberries and watermelon. Beverages were coffee, orange juice and water. All food was donated by Museum board members. I donated some butter, 7# of strawberries, and 2 large Costco size bottles of Log Cabin syrup. Plus I donated 5 hours of time. Good grief. I thought I am 20 years old again, working in the Big Boy restaurant in Ashtabula, Ohio. Clearing plates and getting drinks. But this time I wasn't working for wages or tips. Just volunteering. With no break. But it was for a good cause. I couldn't even eat the food. I'm gluten intolerant, so no pancakes or biscuits. I don't eat pork, so no pork gravy. Right now I'm having some digestive problems, so I'm fasting so not even the eggs or fruit. I just drank a bit of juice. It could have been worse, I could have been the dishwasher, she stood with her hands in soapy water for 5 hours. So after all the guests left, I cleaned up and headed home. Right across the street. I came home and lay on the porch swing for a spell. Rested my poor feet and legs. Enjoyed a quiet time for about an hour. But I did hear that my little entry in The Bard's Hall Contest earned 2nd place. Hooray! I have another entry out there in the Dialogue 500. I've been writing a lot for The Daily Flash Fiction and The Writer's Cramp when the prompts seem interesting and time allows. Sometimes I win, The weather here is looking better this year. We're getting a bit more rain this Spring. Sure beats last year. We didn't have much rain at all. We're still in a drought, but a bit of rain now and then is welcome. Pray for everyone in the West. Drought and fuel prices are hurting all the farmers. |
Well what do you know! I have been nominated for a 2022 Quills for a Flash Fiction story. Talk about surprised! I am honored folks. Thank you to whoever thought my story,
I was a frequent contributor to that contest for a few years, now it's a few times a month. I seem to hang out at Andre's Banana Bar quite a bit. it's a fun place to be. I don't go for the drinks, but for the interesting conversations. But when I see interesting prompts, like these, well I'll take a chance. These were the words I had to use: mountain hand leaf What would you write, in 300 words, in 24 hours, using those three words? Sounds easy? Give it a try. You may win the contest. Or a Quills nomination. You never know. |
It actually rained today. We just could not believe it. Rain does exist. It fell from the sky. We felt like the people in the time of Noah who never knew rain. He told them it would rain. Before the flood, it never rained. Water rose from the ground as mist. Well, here in Musselshell County in Montana, for two years, nothing so much as a drop of rain has fallen before the last few weeks. I looked out at a small tree in my front yard a few weeks ago. No leaves. A few days of rain and it suddenly sprouted tiny leaves all over. A miracle. Our yard is now three inches high. The trees and flowers everywhere are rejoicing in the wet. Is this the end of our drought? We pray it is. Then tonight I went to the store. I saw a sign on the dairy case. Egg shortage. Only one dozen per customer. And that dozen now will cost you $4.99. What? I'm glad I get eggs from a friend. She comes once a week with two dozen fresh eggs. No shortages with her chickens. And no price increase. Gas went up again here. It's now $4.29 a gallon. I'm glad I walk here in town, or ride my bike, most everywhere. Life is going to start getting tougher, so I'm glad we're getting a garden going again. Canning jars are being purchased next week. Freezing and canning more food is in our future. |
I don't have enough to do. So I signed up with the National Weather Service to be a Weather Spotter. We had an informational meeting tonight. I have to laugh as I read that first sentence. I have WAY too many things to do. Today I led prayer for the town for National Day of Prayer. I also yesterday made a new Facebook page for our church, and set up an email contact system for our church as well as updated our church's website. I also volunteered at the thrift store in town. We are remodeling a room in our home. I think I've mentioned this. But the new wrinkle, the contractor/handyman quit. Ha! And the kicker? He said, "Well, you don't really need that room anyway." Well, pardon me. Yes, I do. My dresser is in the dining room. My husband's office is in the dining room. The cedar chest is in the dining room. The only other closet for some of our clothes is not in existence, so my clothes are all over the house. Annoyance beyond belief. So we are doing the rest of this on our own. I am getting ready to start the garden again. The weather is finally warming up. Tomorrow we start our volunteering for the museum again. Every Friday til the end of September. So, yes, now I will be watching the weather in addition to my many other jobs. Tightly packed isobars and wall clouds and anvil clouds and cumulonimbus clouds and hail and flash floods and all that fun weather stuff. Hurrah! |
Merit badge challenge Would you rather: a) Go back to being 10 years old but all the knowledge you have now, or b) Skip forward 10 years but have $50 million in the bank? SO, to answer Elle's question on the newsfeed, I think I'd like to go back 10 years. Answer A. With all the knowledge I have now but live back then, well now life would have been so much different. Of course it would. But would I upset the time/space continuum if that would be possible? I don't want to gamble on that money being there in the same form in 10 years. And besides, what is money anyways. It can't buy much these days. |
It's Easter Sunday. Those of us who are Christians celebrate the resurrection of Christ. It's a big deal, the resurrection. What to me is NOT a big deal is all the chicks and bunnies, the colored eggs, the Easter baskets, an Easter egg hunt, the chocolate treats, the ham dinners. Easter any more has taken on the secular trappings of Christmas. More about the hoopla and less and less about the actual reason for the season. I don't do a big ham dinner, we are two people. I don't eat pork. We don't do colored eggs or hide them. And anymore that is just filling plastic eggs with candy, which kids don't need in abundance. Real eggs are food and food is getting expensive. It's not a game. Chicks and bunnies, the same thing. People here buy baby chicks, they come by plane or in the mail. They are babied along in an incubator to become chickens to produce eggs and eventually meat. Or some raise them from eggs. Same thing with rabbits, raise them for meat. Right now we still have 3 inches of snow on the ground. Tradition says to plant potatoes on Good Friday. I still have my seed potatoes waiting. Once the snow melts, I'll have to wait for the ground to thaw. I figure I'll be about 2 weeks behind on that chore. Guess I'm a bit grumpy. So I'll stop with the lecture. The sun is out. Christ is risen. It'll be a nice day. |
Looks like it's been a while since I posted on this blog. I was busy in the Banana Blog for a time. Let's see, we're waiting for a winter storm. Yeah, right. It probably won't do much. They always threaten storms lately but we never get much of anything. This area sure could use a good rain or snowstorm. The drought here is severe and going on three years. I am still involved in planning a Renaissance Festival for September. Some of the planners have dropped off the radar screen, but not before accusing me of being the most hateful person on the face of the earth. Hmm. First I was the death of civilization as we know it. That was the accusation from a person on that Amtrak trip to California. Now I am considered the most hateful person on the face of the earth. Goodness gracious. Those are some pretty ugly accusations. Let me just say, I am not perfect. No one is. I apologized. I said I was sorry for whatever I did that irked these latest accusers so. But, whatever it was, they still hold their anger. So that to me is a bigger storm than this blizzard that may or may not form. A word to the wise - don't hold your anger. Be humble. Apologize. No one is perfect. |
I have the honor of being mentioned in the Blogging Newsletter. Terrific! "March 2022 Blogging Bliss Newsletter - One Hundred Eleven" |
Well hello there! When was the last time you saw yourself on a billboard? I have the privilege of being on a tourism billboard for our town. The picture was taken some months ago on a VERY cold day down on the Riverwalk by the Musselshell River in Roundup. I decided to wear an excellent coat that I have that's rated to -30°. I'm the one in the bright blue coat. What a good choice that was! Gotta say, when I heard that Morgan, the gentleman in the picture, was renting a billboard for a year for promoting our little town, I was excited. He and I serve on the SE Montana Tourism board. And he is the manager of the Big Sky Motel in town. Then when I heard that this picture was on the first billboard Morgan sponsored, well, I had to laugh. What a hoot! First chance I had, I got a picture of it. Life comes at you fast sometimes. Enjoy it while you can! (hint - click on the picture for bigger image) |