I’ve been meaning to take the bus since Earth Day. Earth Day was in April. That’s almost six months ago. Alright, so it took some courage building, but I finally gave it a go yesterday. Contrary to popular belief, it wasn’t confusing, inconvenient, creepy or life threatening. I’m still living and breathing and to my …
Women in Business
Each year, I get the honor of interviewing and writing stories about some of the area’s most interesting, successful women. “Women in Business” is on my top 5 list of favorite publications to compile for The Forum. Every year, a select few of Fargo’s successful women open their door to prove it’s possible to make a …
Lessons from the Garden
If you’re a regular reader, you may remember the trouble I went through to create my first garden this spring. As stated in the mid-May column, I hadn’t a clue what I was doing. My sister was questioning me and the garden’s cost quickly quadrupled the allotted budget. Even the dog crushed my dreams by …
Puppy Love II
Remember that “damn dog” I was complaining about mid-March? (See “Puppy Love = Tough Love“) That’d be my brother’s Labrador retriever. At the time, I expressed an unbearable amount of frustration towards an animal in the process of being trained. During that very long, lengthy, drawn-out process (which lasted for an extended amount of time), …
I'm a coupon addict
This coupon thing is out of control. Americans have become obsessed with Extreme Couponing. Ladies lose it over exclusions at department store registers. People are stockpiling on newspaper fliers – whether via purchase or dumpster diving. I used to be the girl everyone made fun of – the dork who is obviously “slightly” obsessed. What …
Trying out the green thumb
I have officially dove into the world of gardening. I don’t have a clue what I’m doing. It all began with a friend who shared his love of farming and gardening. He told me of the abundance of fruits and vegetables I could easily produce on my own – eventually making jellies and salsas to …
Doing the Pot
I’ve come to love my crock pot. Not like puppy love where you love them until they chew up your camera cord. Not like brotherly love where you love ‘em cause you have to. Not even the love you have for your new high heels that cause a world of pain. Just sheer, undying, perfect, …
The grocery store dream
I had big dreams as a kid. Being an Olympic swimmer would have been ideal. Having the strength to pin my older brother to create a turn of events in our wrestling matches was always a goal. Getting chased by a herd of boys on the playground was a nice thought. And I could never …
An Italian dish – American Style
When you think Italian, most people picture delicious food. You know… fabulous pasta dishes like you’d order at Olive Garden and Johnny Carino’s! This was the perception I had until a visit to Italy last fall. My sister, even less willing to try new things than me, tried to stick to the “safe” items on …
Public Grooming
It’s amazing what some people do in public. Not amazing as in heroically saving a grandma from getting clobbered by a bus or picking up the tab for the person behind you in the drive-thru. Amazing as in I-can’t-believe-you-just-did-that-and-now-you’re-doing-it-again-please-stop-now kind of amazing. So not really all that amazing. I’m not solely referring to the people …