We have landed

So, the beagle and I have landed in Wisco., and it's not a great feeling. It's been raining a lot. And the beagle has been hating the weather. She's been shaking and sticking out her tongue.

...we've landed

The beagle and I have made some life changes... including moving back to Wisconsin. So far, I spent one day resting and spending time with people. I have spent the last two days applying for jobs and dog walking when I need a break. I've also managed to find time to plant some beans, peas and sunflowers. My beagle has already managed to learn to open the fridge here, and learn how to open the cupboards, only to discover the garbage can. My beagle is intelligent. But, unfortunately for my mom, the dog is lovable. And she's growing on people. My grandma's husband has fallen for her- which is the opposite of what I expected, but it works. So, it's good. Plus the beagle is cute. So, I've applied at the Fleet Farm, several coffee shops, a temp agency, and the Jansport place. Hopefully, something will come through quickly. I've also applied at a few stores. Hopefully, all will work out....

On the Road Again...

So, since it's been a while since I've described my adventuras, I feel there might be a lot to cover. Conviently, I've lots of time. But, I've a certian lack of energy to accompany this. Oh well, wherever we get to, we get to.

By now, I'm sure you've all heard about the restraining order and my move. So, lets start at the new place. I met the cool neighbor, she brought me to the 'Bow. Despite the fact that she's moved back to Nort Dakota, I still go there, and occasionally have a few too many "soda pops." I live in Billings, Montana. Seriously, can you blame me?

The work is getting old, and draining, relativly quickly. I've spoken to people who have been here for a while, and I've got no clue how they do it. Sure, it's cool to see kids come and change then get discharged to whatever their future might have in store for them... but then you never hear back from the ones you want to suceed, and then there are the others, who have been discharged into the families and expierences that have landed them here to begin with. What does the second group have to look forward to? Sure, they have gained stuff. But will they be able to take it with 'em? Who knows. But, I know one thing for sure. It's hard to support myself when I'm not making bank and I get bitten/scratched/sworn at/hasseled on a daily basis.

So, Bailey Beagle and I are packin' up and moving back to the state of beer, cheese and the Packers. Be prepared. I then plan to get a job asap, as I have, as my grandma so kindly puts it, "financial responsibilities."

Sure, I'll miss the Miles City hippies, the Rainbow Bar regulars, and the Ranch family up in Terry, but we have a magical device called the internet.

So, don't pick 'em up and try to find me, I'm much happier to be on my own... Oh, that's not true, that's why I'm headed home.

another day out... with a beagle.

So, as I continue to spend time in the land of Big Sky, I continue to try to learn about myself and my beliefs about God, and my beagle. Bailey beagle is usually the most helpful as far as learning about every thing goes. Clearly, she's a work of God given everything she's survived since I've had her-- there have been a series of mis-adventures, usually out door type things including a wolf attak and a hike...

Montana-rama continues

So, now that the joys of the holidays have passed us, I haven't had any more pressing issues with creepy neighbors. I have, however, fallen in love with the idea of getting my masters in Social Work, and eventually returning to Montana. I aspire to live in a small, rual town near the mountians. Or, maybe Missoula. I could settle there, and get some land. Then, raise beagles. Or coonhounds. Or both! Brilliant! This is my goal. I will be the crazy old dog lady.
I've finally gotten around to submitting my grad application in it's entirety to UW GB. I hope to get in and return home soon.

So, its been a while since I've spilled my soul to the internet. And, since then, things continue to be an adventure. I've received inappropriate gifts from weird people, been bitten three times by a kid, and have locked myself out of my apartment. Or, rather, my key snapped in half, then I was out. Ive made friends, and spent Christmas with one of them. And, so did Bailey Beagle. She's still quite an impressive dog.

My house currently has a mouse. It's gross. And disturbing. And, of course, Bailey does not appear to have any interest in killing it. I set up a trap, which doesn't appear to be working. Maybe Bail will be more interested once it has already died.

At any rate, I shall continue sipping on Woodchuck and watching family Guy reruns until I hear a delightful "SNAP!"

Hopes, Dreams, ect.

So, as of recent, I have moved. And have, as a result, been readjusting to my life as it currently stands. I've gotten used to passing time alone, and with my beagle. I have managed to make new friends. I have a new appreciation for NPR. I have a new appreciation for new places, new people. People who have had many different life experiences than me. And people who love their pets as much as I love mine. It's cool. Ive been applying for grad schools again. I've been planning for the future as it goes. I'm hoping to spend the summer as a ranch hand before school starts in the fall, assuming I get in. It would be the best job ever. I'd get to live on a ranch for a few months, then return to the school and then, back to the ranch in the off season. I could be a grown up cowgirl! The possibilities are endless. I am 23, and my responsibilities are limited to me and my dog. Its quite nice.