...need to continue the boot search!

Yay! By now I hope you have all read my previous boohooblog about not being able to find rain boots in a flooding town. Well, there is no need to worry about my poor feet anymore! Here's a brief rundown of my adventurous day:
It started raining last night and soon turned into snow. I woke up at 5:30 this morning to be at football practice at 6:15. It's a good thing I woke up early enough because I soon realized that mother nature is a bitch. In order to get to my car I had to walk through snow drifts up to my butt in the middle of a "blizzard" (I say "blizzard" because it was somewhat mild...) As soon as I get to my car I see drifts of snow going above my bumper. Being the South Dakota girl that I am, I tell myself that I can get through that...with my impala... But I did! I had to drive on unplowed roads but got over to football and after everyone had shown up, found out that classes were cancelled for the day. Yes, UND actually cancelled classes. Amazing! But then I had to drive back. So around noonish, my suitemate tells me that she reserved a pair of rainboots at Target but her parents had other ones for her so if I wanted, I could get the boots. Well, of course I did! So we thought it would be a fantastic idea to head out into the blizzard to go to Target. Driving over there was fine but we got stuck trying to park. A very nice man came to push us out. Well, Kylie and this man pushing with me reversing were no match for the snow. He eventually gave up and got his pickup to tow us out a little bit (I don't know why we had to wait so long for him to come to this conclusion but...) Anyway it all worked out okay. Kylie and I are now safe in our rooms, watching the snow from the windows. And I have a sweet pair of rain boots! Check them out!

Pretty sweet, huh?

-kels

more excuses!!! EVER!

I have become quite a bad blogger...more like a non-existent blogger. Kels seems to take up my slack...not really, but, she does do her part, unlike me!

So, over the months I have not posted I have stored aside stories that I wanted to get posted.

Let's start!

GOOSE HUNTING
This was long ago, I do remember telling you all though in a previous post that I was going to tell you about my first experience of the great outdoors and the "wild game hunt." I was invited by a best friend Kenzie. Her, her brother, and her dad were going to go goose hunting on a Sunday. So, to my amazement, I agreed to go and had a very good time. I did not and do not have a hunting license though and so I decided to just go along for the ride. I woke up at an hour of the morning (I would still call this hour night time!) that I didn't know existed...I'm pretty sure it redefines the saying "the early bird gets the worm." From my estimation, I'm pretty sure the night owl hadn't even thought about bed yet!
THE DRIVE-We drove for about an hour to a once-upon-a-time corn field. And I'm thinking where do we go from here...I have heard of duck/goose blinds (pits) but, I didn't not know what said thing looked like. I'm thinking fire pit. A nine foot hole six feet wide dug in the ground. That's it. BUT, to my surprise, this was quite a fancy pit!
THE DECOY'S-We park the vehicle and unload the decoy's we had somewhere between 100 and 200 (but hey, who's counting). We had to make sure they were strategically placed. Spaced out just right, facing the correct direction...all over my head, they are fake birds to fake out the real birds which I didn't think were that smart to begin with. But, who am I...
THE PIT-The bird decoy's are all set up and it is time to get started. I'm looking around for my hole in the ground, but have no idea where it is...I turn to Kenzie and said, "Where do we go from here?" I was informed we go "down there" which was some unidentified area we were standing next to. How do you get "down there" well, you have to move the cover of the pit which looks just like the ground you are standing on. How about that, camo and hunting they are said to go hand in hand. The pit was then exposed. it was a big rectangle box built into the ground. Pit Dimensions approximately = 5'deep, 20' long, 3' wide. Equipped with a dog pit right next door for the ever faithful bird dog. Inside the pit was a bench that ran along one wall about 6"wide. there were also 4 propane heaters that were used as heating devices and a grill when it was time to make lunch. Pretty fancy stuff if you ask me!
THE HUNT-One person, usually 1 of the 3 most experience guys would stand with their head barely peaking out of the top of the blind keeping a watchful eye out for a flock of geese to be heading our way. When a flock appeared we were told to be at the ready, people would grab their guns and the adrenaline would start to flow. The watch out guy would then proceed to tell us the whereabouts of the geese. With one hand inside the pit, he would point a finger in the direction of where we were to shoot. When the geese would start to make their decent and were close enough, he would yell, "Take-em." Then, 6 people would pop their heads out of the ground and BANG, BANG, BANG! Though as I said before, I don't have a licence, so I got to watch all of this go down and the sight was priceless!

That's it, the big hunt. Sorry if you thought it would be more exciting. But, for you girls, there was no "hiding spot" so Kenzie and I had to hold our pee ALL DAY!!! Needless to say, I drank very little. Please, feel sorry for us :)


MOVING FURNITURE
Can you believe it, I know I can't. Burgie's has now been open for 3 years. Wow, that blows my mind. Well to make things interesting my mom decided that it was time for a change. Mostly because the tables and chairs had been in the same spot for 3 years and her floors were starting to wear out in the "regular's" spots.
THE COFFEE TABLE-We have a big wooden table that, before we owned Burgie's was our kitchen table. This table is now used every morning by the regular "old town men" who come in every morning for coffee. At most, I have seen up to 20 men sit around this table on any given day of the week discussing who knows what and acting like a bunch of women. The gossip is thick, the stories are filled with exaggerations, and the company is made up of life-long friends. The "coffee table" was located straight in front of the door about 12'. One would walk in and go straight to "HIS" spot at the table. Well, this table got moved to the right of the door, meaning, one would have to walk in turn to the right and walk 6' to come to the newly moved "coffee table." You wouldn't think it would be that hard. Apparently, it was.
HOW THEY TOOK THE BIG MOVE-The old men walked in the next day and walked straight ahead to the table that was supposed to be there, but of course, it was not. Instead a few tables had been placed in this area and the men would run into them...That is right, run into them, they didn't even notice things were different, they did no looking, until they hit their thighs on a chair or table corner that was in the "wrong" spot. Then, they would look around with these dumbfound faces and a look of worry would flash in their eyes. How no one had a heart attack is beyond even me. The look on their faces was enough to almost think that we had killed them. They didn't know what to do. We moved the table less than 20' and we turned their worlds upside down. Completely threw off the balance of their daily routine. Needless to say, they acted like a bunch of little girls who were just scared at a birthday party. We had criers and whiners and angry old men. The protests were ridiculous and I finally got fed up with it! I told them that change was good for them, and if they couldn't stop acting like a bunch of babies that they could start serving themselves coffee, stop coming in, or *I would beat them with their canes. It didn't stop all of the whining but it has started to stop. Which only means, they forget to complain about it.

*As I told a friend of mine, Allie, "The old men are acting like a bunch of babies. I'm really get sick of them." Her fix to my problem, was to beat them with their canes. I did tell them what she had told me to do and they all thought the idea was pretty funny. They were glad to know that I wasn't the only smart mouthed girl around. But, to put up with them, you have to hold your own ground and being a little sassy and throwing in a smart mouthed comment helps keep them grounded.


This is it for now, I'm tired and ready for bed...But, I do have all week so I will continue working on my posts for mediocre entertainment.

...Rain boots...

There is a massive flood going on sixty miles from here and rumor has it, its on its way here. Although our dyke system is 60 feet, there is a chance that the river may crest higher than that. And its supposed to rain tomorrow, in fact, it rained this night for a little bit. So I decided that I was going to get a pair of rain boots to protect my little feetsies. This is what went down:
I went to...
-Target
-Wal-Mart
-TJ Maxx
-Gordman's
-Two (2) Payless Shoe Stores
-JC Penney's
-Sears
-Macey's
-Famous Footwear
-And two random shoe stores in the mall

I found...nothing...at all. Oh wait, Macey's had one (1) ugly pair that was one (1) size too small. I tried them anyway. I couldn't walk.

You would think that in a town that has a history of flooding, one of the said stores would find a cash cow in having plenty of pairs of rain boots. Especially since the weathermen and farmers have been predicting this flood for a while (btw: farmers usually seem to be more reliable at forecasting the weather than the actual weathermen...) Two universities cancelled classes and sent their students to sandbag. All public schools were cancelled and the high schoolers were bussed over to help with sandbagging. And the president of our university told teachers to be lenient and allow us to go help with the sandbagging if we choose without punishment for missing class.


But in all seriousness, this flood is very bad in the places it is starting to hit and could get worse. Please keep the people in the region in your thoughts and prayers. Thanks.

-Kels

..BREAKING NEWS!

I have received information from a very reliable source that my usually-silent partner in crime will, in fact, be posting a blog in the coming days.

-kels

...classes for everyone else...

I think when every other university and school in a 60 mile radius has canceled class and shut down campus due to the blizzard, this school should too. I don't care that the last time it cancelled class was 1950-something and the temp was -75. Its ridiculous outside. We should not be walking across campus in the middle of a blizzard. In March.

-Kels