Hmmmm.....

I seem to have run out of things to post, perhaps another trip to Spring Valley is needed to liven up this blog..... until next time....

Lake Vermilion, that is the place to be!

I recently traveled up to Lake Vermilion, and I must say my critque of this place is an A+. I went up to the lake with my family to meet family. I had a beautiful view, very little stranger interaction, cute guys in boats that I could stare at and did not have to talk to unless I felt like trolling closer, a fun activity to partake in, and fresh fish to eat when I was through (never mind the fact that it cost 18 dollars to get a right to fish, we caught 6 fish and only one 2 pounder was big enough to keep). Awe yes, staring at the lake fishing with minimal distractions. On my next trip I would like to make it up further north for even less distractions, but for now I must travel back to cozy little Red Wing to deal with my little delinquents at work.

On my next evaluation, I will be heading to Door County Michigan in Augusty. After that, I will be heading to north central Minnesota to Bemidji, then on South West to Hallock, then back down to Midwestern Minnesota to Grand Forks, back to Bemidji, and finally I will travel back down to Red Wing to settle in for the fall months.

Hibbing, single people need not apply

I recently visited Hibbing, Minnesota and I realize now why I moved far far away. The times have changed, so to speak. What once harbored many single, fun loving people now harbors married, fun loving parents. Yuck, what are the Hibbingites thinking!
It was great to see many smiling friendly people that are better at making a person feel wlecome then any other congregation of people I know of. Yes, Hibbing is a welcoming place by far, and I miss it dreafully for the preaching is grand, the people sincere, and the place warms ones heart. One problem stands in the way! I have no children, and for one who does not want children it is best to run far far away before one gets sucked into the mess of parenthood. Perhaps I need to visit Echo lake next time, where I feel much more in my element without talking about babys, marriages, and all that goes along with these subjects. Congratualtions to all who have fulfilled some of there dreams. I myself refuse such things, for care free singlehood is the way to go. If you can't beat them, move!!!!

Course, it is a good thing that most of you do not know that I spent the next five hours after church with my best friend and her one month old son. No one needs to know this! Of course my first reaction was to stare at the child thinking, what are we suppose to do with THAT thing! I did warm up eventually, but I would never make a good parent. I would be liable to leave the child in the truck and forget about it, or be over protective and not leave its side. No..... I prefer my children that run away and commit crimes. Children that I can leave at the end of the day, children I get paid to watch, and children who do all the cleaning. Yes, let freedom continue on!

Spring Valley, Minnesota is the Perfect Vacation Get Away, or Husband Catching Town for those in Dire Straights

The Perfect Vacation Spot I now declare to be Spring Valley, Minnesota. One is sure to endure many giggles upon arrive in this lovely town of 2,500. Giggles, laughs, nice people, and a good time make the best of vacations, and for this reason, I will glady drive to Spring Valley. The towns people are dreadfully entertaining. I was giggling my whole time there (though some times I had to keep the giggling inside, as not to offend anyone)!!! No one would surely never visit this far away town in never never land unless prompted to do so. As an entertainer this past week, a drove my lovely Mother to Spring Valley to look at a horse.
Once at Spring Valley, the true entertainment began! First we had horse trainer, farmer Joe jumping up and down, running backwards, flinging his arms every which way, and jumping on this horse's back slightly. His actions were accompanied by a fast speech, overly zealous personality, round tummy, older appearance, a white t-shirt, and suspenders to boot. I tried my hardest to behave properly! Next I had the cute young Farrier with twinkly eyes approach the frensy, being most attentive to the new young lady in the area (me). I tried my hardest to not look at him, and avoid the attention. He did seem to be a rather nice lad though. I must confess I payed enough attention to note his sparkly eyes and good looks. Needless to say, without him saying a word, I could tell he was only looking at the horse because he found this "stranger" in town to be of some interest. He listened to every word I said. How unnerving!!! At least I imagined this to be the case, perhaps I am miss interpreting the whole stituation. Now this lady and her husband were the nicest folks you could meet, but they came off as a bit farmer/Red Neckish some how, and with the older farmer/trainer around in his suspenders, white t-shirt, big belly, fast speech, jolly smile, and frenzied activity, it was all very entertaining.
So we left the happy little gathering down unmarked roads (not kidding, there were no signs on about three dirt roads that came off a highway with multiple curves). On the travels down these unmarked roads we ran into another jubilant male about my age, taking a walk. I must say I do not believe I am not mistaken in this interpretation for the young male jumped up and down as we passed with two thumbs pointed upward, moving them vigorously up and down while jumping. I dare say either he didn't know how to hitch hike properly at all, or he was jubilant to the umpteeth degree. All of this leads me to believe that if I ever do get terribly desperate I shall visit this cute little town and find a jolly husband in a matter of days!!!

Alas, I have been neglectful in my writings!

Aye, one should not read so much Scottish fiction, for one soon develops strange ways of speaking and writing at that! Yikes, back to normal. Once I figure out what normal means? Middle child, do you suffer from changes in language as well after reading for a few hours? I would like to know that I am not the only abnormal one.
Any how, back to exciting news! I........................ um....................................... hmmm.................... Okay, onward to upcoming news. I am coming up north from June 12th to the 16th, and if I leave really, really early I will make it to my beloved church in time for the ten o'clock service. I know this is not incredibly exciting to you guys, but it is to me. So Sunday I go to church, Monday I make post haste to fulfill my social obligations that are sorely lacking. Tuesday I shall impose upon my father's good will, and have him take the day off so we can lose some lures..... I mean go fishing. Wednesday, I shall weasel my way into an invitation to one place or another, and Thursday I shall drive on back to Red Wing to join the church here for some delightful fellowship! I cannot wait! Of course, today is Monday, and I have three days off now, but I long to go back home. The only thing I shall miss will be my horse while I am up north, but I shall take care of that down fall by riding a lot this Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, especially since my Mom is coming down in but an hour to hang out and look at horses!
Hmmm.. I should have put my name as Nell the horse wrangler since I tend to write about such boring things. Anyone want to know how to train a horse? I should write lessons out! Don't worry, I shall not bore you all. I am deprived of good friendships as is, and I do not wish to push those I know farther away! As far as horses go, however, I musn't be neglegent in my praise of God! I must give God praise, because even though I am the worst kind of ingrate, and not imposing the proper amount of praise and time with my Father, Redeemer, and Savior; His mercy and kindness is unimaginable. You see God keeps opening door after door in the horse business for me. Now the horse I looked at for my Mom happens to be owned by the Team Penning Vice President. I know some of you are lost, but the smallest desires of my heart God has opened up and made possible through coincidences that could in no way be coincidences. Why give me so much thought? I am blessed in deed, and God is wonderful. God opened the door for an apprenticeship, then brought me to the perfect hjorse boarding place where I have a friend, and a way to make money by training horses there, and finally God brought me to a guy who offered to teach me and bring my horse for free to the exact events I had told myself I would never find a way to attend! The doors opened to me would be considered hard and almost impossible to open if one was trying in their human power to open them, and here without even trying they swing wide open. I fear I shall never ever be thankful enough for such kindness. God is great. I pray all who read this are blessed by God in the smalls things as well, for our heavenly Father careth for you!