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Now You See's It, Now You Don't
When I was a child I remember going to my grandma's house for Christmas and, of the many gifts she received, she always had a box of See's Candies by her side that she never shared, and I mean never. I grew up in California, which is synonymous with See's since it is headquartered in San Francisco, but now you can get it almost anywhere--even in airports and libraries--but there is still one place you can't get it: where I live. So this year when I found out my local library had a few dozen boxes for sale, and knowing the closest See's location is like 2.5 hours away, I was attached to my box like a baby to a pacifier dipped in sugar water. READ MORE HERE.
It's Beginning to Look a lot Like...Flu Season
I wish I could say it was beginning to look a lot like Christmas in the Bradshaw household, but no matter how many gummie vitamins I force feed my children, there's only one thing going on, and it isn't the holiday spirit. Disclaimer alert: the child to the left isn't mine, but the look on her face matches that of my youngest right about now. Moving on...Last Saturday I took my smalls to see Santa and noticed the smaller of my smalls wasn't looking too hot. Her face was flushed and had a chalky grey hue to it. So I asked her about it and all she said was, "My head hurts." I thought hmmm...maybe she should go home and rest. READ MORE HERE.
Welcome to Wyoming...Part One (If it flies, it dies)
Four years ago I lived in Park City. I loved it there. I've never been a fan of cold weather, but the gorgeous mountains kinda offset that for me. And the summers, talk about...mmm...mmm...good. There was also something exciting about living in a town that people flocked to for vacation--everyone always seemed to be in a such a good mood.
When I married my husband a few years ago, he didn't want to live in Park City, or any city for that matter, and that was really hard for me at first. He'd grown up in the wide open spaces of Wyoming, so in that respect, I could see how Park City wasn't very inviting. READ MORE HERE.
Welcome to Wyoming...Part Two (One-Eyed Willie)
If you are sensitive to animals and don't agree with hunting, look away--baby--look away.
And now for the rest of you...I present part two:
After I'd gotten over the initial shock of moving to Wyoming, it was time for my husband to break me into life as a hunter's wife.
Now, don't get me wrong, my idea of shooting something is stacking glass bottles out in a field and picking them off one by one. My husband's idea is, well...a lot different than that.