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Barrington, New Jersey resident Louis Angelino III has earned the title of Cleaning Fairy after a Cherry Hill, New Jersey, couple arrived home to find that Angelino had mistakenly entered their home June 28 and not only cleaned the entire townhouse, which was messy from a remodeling project, but also played with and fed the couple’s cats. Angelino has been cleaning homes on the side to make some extra money and that morning had set out to find and clean the home of a new c...
If only I could live my life over knowing what I now know? Well, guess what. If you woke up this morning still breathing, you can indeed. Live your life over. Start right now. What? You think you need a special invite? A ticket? An epiphany? I’m not preaching to the choir here. I’m preaching to myself. After a miserable few days of standing knee deep in the mud of an alligator swamp, of feeling like I should be more Important, like I should be Special, maybe better edu...
I’m not sure when a house becomes a home, but I don’t think we’re quite there yet. My husband, Peter, and I have moved into the new place. All our stuff is here, but that doesn’t mean we know where anything is. “Have you seen the strainer?” “Which strainer?” “You know, the fine one.” “No.” We have about two dozen conversations like this every day. We got rid of a lot of stuff and now it’s hard to remember what we kept. Then I unpacked by myself, so Peter had to go on a scaveng...
This whole thing started, as many trips down the rabbit hole of research do, with a random shared post on Facebook. This one shared a lot of cool things about horses, my passion, … buuuuuut there were just so many unsupported “facts” littered into this short essay that the nerd in me just could not let my finger hit the share button. It’s kind of an illness in itself, being a nerd, and it’s not the easy road. It’s kind of like the thug life, but with fewer bullets and less se...
Are we in a drought or aren’t we? Is it dry here or isn’t it? The National Weather Service and USDA both say we are and say it is. And it’s those kinds of institutions that I trust. So, if we’re in a drought, and Hill County has already been declared a disaster area, then I just have one question for the people who make these types of decisions. And that question is, why were fireworks allowed over this past Fourth of July holiday? I just don’t understand the thinking...
You know how I love the rains, right? As with grandchildren, I love them more when they behave. You know. Sunshine days and rain in the early evenings. Another morning listening to rain pound down while the stupid birds are singing at the top of their lungs, “Here comes the sun.” Stupid birds. There is a lesson in here somewhere. After a leisurely trip visiting relatives along the route from Mexico to Minnesota, John and Carol wrote that they are home, having been towed the...
It was a good party. Of course you would expect me to say that, since it was our going-away party and I am bound to be biased. But there were six dogs and plenty of food and lots of laughter and some tears and even a little barking and if that doesn’t qualify as a good party, I don’t know what does. Jake, the mixed-breed pup who showed up first, was pretty chill when the entire family of border collies showed up — all on leashes and looking like they owned the place. The b...
I just spent a week on a tractor cleaning my corrals and doing some dirt work, which gave my brain far too much time to get lost in philosophical contemplation, and this week my brain settled in to ponder the Law of Unintended Consequences. I know, that sounds intriguing, right? Most of us are familiar with Murphy’s Law — Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong — but Unintended Consequences is like Murphy’s intellectually deeper and marginally more optimistic cousin....
My back yard is full of baby doves foraging. Worms? Could be any number of bugs. They have a huge, juicy selection. All sizes, all colors. Last night we had a Bing-Bang-Boom-Jingle-Jangle-Whoop of a storm, precursor to rains tonight, all courtesy of Hurricane Enrique. I had to get up in the night and put rugs in front of the door and towels on the window sills to soak up the water. Did I tell you my house is anything but tight? When I went out to survey my kingdom I found a...
My husband, Peter, is looking around our empty living room. “I’ll always have good memories of this place.” “I will too,” I assure him. We are packing up the last of our possessions and heading across the country in a few days. We won’t be coming back. This is the home Peter bought as a single person, when he retired a bit early. He wasn’t sure how much he could afford, but he bought this condo in the town where his sister, Lori, lived, sight unseen. Lori drove by the house...
Weed, bug and heat season is not the time to be made of soft, fleshy parts — and, yet, here I am. Again. There’s this one part of spring that I really look forward to each year. Not that there’s anything wrong with spring as a whole. It’s no autumn, and, as a whole, it beats the pants off of summer and winter, but there’s that sweet spot of spring when everything has turned green and it makes my eyes sigh. That sweet spot isn’t only about everything being green — it’s pret...
Last Saturday night, I did something I am pretty proud of. I summited Mount Otis in exactly 28 minutes from my car to the bench at the top. I don’t know if this is a good time, a great time, or nothing to write home about, but for me, it was pretty fast. However, that isn’t what I’m most proud of myself for on my quick trip up and down one of the more iconic peaks in the Bear Paw Mountains. Instead, the pride I feel comes from the amount of trash I carried down with me on my descent. Of course, pride isn’t the emotion...
To the tune of “Just Another Manic Monday,” the rains, they came, “just another rainy Monday,” Tuesday, Wednesday. Every day, the rains, they came. I’ve no idea why that old tune came to me. There certainly is nothing manic about my life. I am the definition of life-in-the-slow-lane. Sunday, for the first time in a year and a half, I went out to lunch at a restaurant, the Etza Grill in town. Ate a meal I didn’t prepare myself. Sat with friends at a table and added laughter to...
Tanner wasn’t waiting for me at the fence yesterday. Dakota and Tanner, my two oldest dogs, are always waiting for me at the chain-link fence. Dakota can’t hear and doesn’t see well, so she stays close to the fence in the afternoon when I walk by in order to collect her treat. Tanner really can’t see or hear at all, so he keeps close to Dakota. Yesterday he wasn’t there. The thing about giving out dog treats is that, even though I have a relationship with all these dogs, I d...
A 38-year-old man was stuck for two days inside the pipe base of a giant fan in a California vineyard. And I think this might be a sign. The man is, The Associate Press reported June 9, expected to recover, though the photo shows a barely-larger-than-human sized pipe with a bare knee and thigh sticking out of an access hole. The guy said he climbed the fan to get a good view of the nearby tractor for a photo. Before you all succumb to the urge to roll your eyes and say, “Californians,” you should know that officers rep...
“Ba ba ba ba boom. Take me in your lovin’ arms and never let me go. Whisper to me softly while the moon is low.” I woke in the night with the inimitable voice of Jo Stafford as she swayed in her chiffon dress, singing at the mike, complete with the “Ba ba ba ba booms,” the band members behind her, all in handsome suits, well, handsome for that nugget in time. “Hold me close and tell me what I wanna know; Say it to me gently, let the sweet talk flow.” Remember when all the...
A cousin of mine reportedly said, “I can’t imagine living in a house where other people have lived!” I don’t know if she really said this, as I heard the story secondhand. But it stuck in my mind because every home I’ve owned has been lived in by other people, and a few people have died in them as well. So far, this has not bothered me in the least. I’m used to living in the homes of dead people. The first house I bought was owned by a woman named Ruby. She was still living th...
I hope that this communication finds you enjoying the summer! We are busy preparing for the return to school in August. It is exciting to see so many students involved in our Summer Learning Program under the direction of many of our highly-qualified teachers and paraprofessionals in the district. Additionally, our summer driver’s education program and Extended School Year programs are providing essential instruction and preparing students for the 2021-2022 school year. As a reminder, our summer meal program is available a...
We at the Havre Area Chamber of Commerce would like to extend a heartfelt thank you to everyone who participated in the inaugural Bear Paw Marathon this last weekend. With both in-person and virtual events we had a combined 306 registrants! We could not have put this amazing event together without the help of our supporters. Thank you to our sponsors that gave both monetarily and in the form of donations: Enell, Havre/Hill County Tourism Business Improvement District, BNSF, Treasure State Title Company, NorthWestern Energy,...
You know I love a good nature article, one that will amaze, amuse or confuse me, even startle, horrify or repulse a little bit. I look for these articles in the news, but I didn’t expect to live them this week. Who would, really. It started Monday with the call of a new bird and the sound of a strange cat among the chattering of birds in the jungle of our yard. I quickly spotted a little gray bird flitting among the chokecherry branches and grasses, blathering on with some s...
Funny how some things never change. Remember back in school days when you had a big test coming up? Perhaps you went to bed worried and woke queasy, not wanting breakfast? I’m sure we all approached tests differently yet we each felt tinges of apprehension, dreadlocks of fear? I did well on tests, especially essay tests. I disliked multiple choice, gambler’s choice, because I had a tendency to overthink the possibilities. I could generally reason out how A, B, C and D cou...
“Do you have time for this?” my husband, Peter, asked. Peter almost never questions what I’m doing unless I’m doing something particularly stupid. Yesterday, I had a meeting on Zoom. I figured I could finish my work, take my walk early, then run downtown and get my errands done all in time for my meeting. “Sure!” I assured him. Peter looked skeptical. “Maybe I’ll skip the stop at the hardware store,” I added, to pacify him. But the hardware store was right on the way, as I...
I’ll ease you into things with a light-hearted science story, but I’m wrapping it up with some serious monkey business, so you might want to sit down. Scientists have figured out that bees can tell time, but the results are not the most interesting thing about this research. A scientist put a container of sugar water outside a beehive every day at 4 p.m. and one day he didn’t put the sugar water out, but the bees showed up anyway. Ta-dah, the researcher said, they tell time....
Spring in Montana has brought hopeful signs that the pandemic is loosening its grip. And with summer arriving, we can start to focus on recovery. For Montana’s school-aged youth, recovery may mean making up for lost learning, regaining stability and enjoying more fun, carefree moments with their peers. Despite the heroic efforts of educators & community partners across our state, many students lost ground over the past year, struggling with lost instruction time, social isolation, hunger and mental health challenges. W...
During the 2021 Legislative Session, our legislators worked to find bipartisan solutions to some of Montana’s most challenging issues. Problems with no silver-bullet solutions, like increasing access to affordable childcare, housing that everyday Montanans can afford, and food security – something as basic as knowing where your next meal might come from. One in 10 Montanans lives in a food insecure household, including 35,500 children. Double SNAP Dollars is a nutrition program that stretches the dollars of SNAP cus...
