Dear Mr. Wonderful, The lovely kitchen timer you installed just after we started dating is beeping irregularly. And I'm not even cooking. Do these things wear out? Loveyabye.
Gratitude… Every. Single. Day.
"Gratitude, thankfulness, gratefulness, or appreciation is a feeling or attitude in acknowledgment of a benefit that one has received or will receive. The experience of gratitude has historically been a focus of several world religions, and has been considered extensively by moral philosophers..." . -Wikipedia. (Link below.) This is Jade. Her mom, our friend Danielle,... Continue Reading →
Treasures, Part One
In 2007, in preparation for The Funny Farm's 100th birthday, several family documents surfaced. Here are some of my favorites: It looks like Great Grandma Augusta Peterson came to Tower, MN from Sweden in 1888 as a servant girl. On Halloween of 1900, Great Grandpa paid $9.19 for The Farm. (Yes, it always has been... Continue Reading →
Our Halloween Adventure
What you are about to read is a true story. I couldn't make this stuff up. Okay... I could. But I didn't. After an un-Minnesota-like (no snow or rain), pleasant evening of trick-or-treating, The Boy and I hurried home to light our Jack-O-Lanterns and relax a little. The Barn was crazy busy the last few... Continue Reading →
Chicken Wire Ghosts
These ghosts made out of chicken wire were one of my first discoveries on Pinterest. I messed around with chicken wire for the Dancing Ghost Bride, and it was trickier than I thought it would be. They are beautiful, ethereal, and I want to make four of them at least, using real pajarigirls for the... Continue Reading →
Mr. Stinky Droolface Part 2
If you're raising your hand (because you fell behind,) here's Part One. Long story short, Mr. Stinky Droolface seemed to be in good spirits today around lunchtime. Got him to eat, and he still insists the water bucket outside tastes much better. He isn't using his right hind foot much, but he made the rounds,... Continue Reading →
On a Brighter Note…
"'Not a morning person' doesn't even begin to cover it." I woke up thinking someone was knocking on my door, but it was a woodpecker outside and directly above my bed. I knocked back and yelled, and tried to go back to sleep. Every time I almost dozed off the hungry little SOB came back.... Continue Reading →
Mr. Stinky Droolface
"Stinky's getting to be a Grampa Dog," my sister pointed out two years ago when gray started showing in his muzzle and he started limping like me on rainy days. Impossible. In my head he is still a puppy. He's 180 lbs of drooling, woofing, farting Mastiffosaurus Wrecks, so it's not his size... I guess... Continue Reading →
Pajari, Spelled Just Like How It Sounds
Pajari: (Finnish, meaning smithy) pronounced PIE-ree in the USA, BYE-a-rrrree (I think-but since I can't roll my rrrrrr's, it's kind of a moot point) in Finland. Also means we know how to pronounce SAUNA. SOW-nuh. Damn it. A big thank-you to Don Simonson of http://www.cookmn.com for the great pics of Cook's 1952 phone book 🙂
Pajari Girl 
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