Mrs. A

Hi there, I must have gotten the writing bug. Two posts in one week. I have just been chuckling all week as I have watched these events unfold and had to share my slice of country. It's that time of year when hunting enthusiasts walk around in their special camouflage duds. Guns are being sighted in. Secret spots are being guarded yet bragged about. Old stories are being compared. Pickups are being loaded up. Just normal things in my neck of the woods. outwriteoutdoors.com Did I mention students are missing school? Yep, it's a big deal. Yesterday was opening season for the general deer hunt. My normal drive to school that usually consists of two cars, a couple of truckers with a load of hay, and several antelope is now faced with many hunters and their rigs - trailers, four wheelers, gas grills, tree stands and duds for the next two weeks. You know, just the essentials. They pull off the road, hike into their 'secret' spot, and await their opportunity to...

Dear Reader, (This is a girlish post with girlish information. If you're not into that sort of stuff, now is the time to exit.) I have gone back and forth on whether I should post about recent experiences I have had. They are very personal, scary, and insightful all at the same time. I have come to the conclusion though, that great insights come when we are challenged. So here it goes... It all started with this body of mine. I got married and figured birth control would simplify my life. I have had friends/family who were on various forms and had no problems or side effects whatsoever. Plus, Cowboy and I wanted time to be married and not rush into babyland. I went to visit the OB/GYN and found it simple enough to get a prescription. I asked good questions and was informed that I shouldn't be worried about side effects or problems. I figured that the doctor's word should be good enough for me. I was good to go for the first few months. I gained some weight, bu...