Category Archive:inspiration

When hubby and I visited Hawaii and Ali (hello, Ali, wherever you are!) for our 35th anniversary three years ago we were amused at the directions we received from nearly everyone . . . . “keep going, keep going . . .” and eventually we would find what we were looking for. It works – so don’t break it you see.

So, on Labor Day we did some honey-dos, which included purchasing a new mattress set for our bed. We’ve had the old one for much too long (it’s at LEAST 15 years old!) and we are beyond the time we should have replaced it. It’s so nice – thank you hubby moose.

Afterwards we decided to take a bit of a drive. Hubby wasn’t set on any particular place – he quipped that the last decision he had made (the drive to the mattress store) had cost a lot of money so he wasn’t going to choose the next one. haha. (it works because I was driving)

So I set off towards Anchorage – not meaning to go the whole way – because it is too long a trip to take that late in the day when you have to be at work early the next morning. We stopped in Cooper Landing to get a bottle of water and headed back home.

Only I turned left at the first road – to see the Cooper Landing Post Office ostensibly. Except that it was RIGHT THERE! after the turn and I was still not ready to head home. So – we drove Hawaii style – we kept going and kept going . . . up and up and up Snug Harbor Road until we ran out of pavement and kept going until we ran out of open road. The big yellow gate was closed and we could go no further.

The glimpses we caught of Kenai Lake along the road made a gorgeous vista – as did the following (name unknown to us – but we think it is part of the Russian Lakes system):

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Can we just say “Wow!”? I knew we could.

Hubby swore that we had driven at least 25 miles back – but on measuring it coming back it was only 12 miles. 😉 The gravel made it a bit teeth chattering, though. And . . . we were the only car on the road. All of the rest of the vehicles were either trucks or SUVs. Big chickens!

We did not realize how HIGH we had gone – we knew we had been driving UP, but . . . it wasn’t until we turned around to come back DOWN that we realized that we had traveled UP the ENTIRE way! Hardly had to touch the gas pedal at all coming back. Could almost have put the car into neutral and coasted down.

Turned left again before we got to the highway to check out the new senior citizen housing at the top of yet another hill. WOW! They have a gorgeous view of the mountains and Kenai Lake. Wonder how long their waiting list is . . . and how much it costs . . . heh.

(someday I’ll retire you know)

So – how was YOUR labor day?

Hey – don’t forget to check out my other blogginess:

Knitting Passion and Diabetes Health Talk. Come on by and say hello.

of course, I mean to say “nothern WOMEN” because any female older than twelve is a WOMAN not a girl – right? Right! Hi, my name is moosie and I work in THAT sort of environment. heh

All that said . . . was at a store in the neighboring city the other night and captured the following picture:

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Bad Girls of the North – Artistically Driven. I particularly like how the sky appears in the truck window.

Well, I have no clue if these women are behind the above bumper sticker, but found a very neat website: Bad Girls of the North. It would not surprise me if they were not one and the same – although the bumper sticker shown on their site is different.

At any rate, I now have someone new to look for at crafts shows coming up. Woot!

Last night Lessa and the grands and I went to an Alaskan Salmon Bake hosted by a group of local Alaska natives. Good company and yummy food! What more can one ask?

Well, the drumming, of course. How much fun when the Pup was invited to join in. She was really wanting to do it – you could see the yearning in her whole body. So, she joined in and the older two groaned. 😉

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 check out our girl in action. (Thanks for the link, Lessa!)

and, thanks, too, to Lisa who sent me the following story about a man riding his lawn mower from Barrow, Alaska to Virginia.

I write about this over at the knitting blog – but the end is drawing near – so thought I would mention it here as well.

Do you wanna save some boobies? This is your chance – check out the auctions and make your bids – last bid taken July 14th – that’s the day after TOMORROW!!!

Good luck to you – but, hey, don’t steal MY thangs, okay? Well, you can if you wanna – it’ll just cost ya. heh.

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Clicking the button will take you to the auction site.

All proceeds go to the Susan G. Komen Foundation for Breast Cancer Research.

 

So, Lessa and I are back in our room for the night – she is tapping away on the KLL laptop and I am tapping away on my own. Life is sweet. But where, oh Moosie, ol’ Moosie ol’ pal, does the serenade of your title come in, we ask?

Well, the room was a bit stifling (I KNOW! Alaska and stifling – not always terms you see mixed, right?) so I opened the window (not without some doing, I must say) and blocked it with the ever so kindly left stick! And, now we are being treated to someone somewhere who is singing loudly . . . not unpleasantly, but a bit funny to hear.

We have been duly registered at the Kachemak Bay Writers Conference, have visited the bookstore, made purchases, have sat in the restaurant where Lessa partook of a “blue moon” (sing it with me now . . . blue moon . . .) margarita while I drank a mocha, and we have had a delightful dinner of rice, salmon and asparagus, and then we enjoyed the first night keynote speech of Amy Tan.

Oh, friends . . . if you EVER get a chance to hear her speak, please do so. She is delightful and funny, and quirky, and very down to earth.

And, in case you did not know it – she is the writer of the children’s tv series Sagwa, which kitty was named after her own much loved (and dearly missed) kitty.

We are looking forward to the next few days of learning under Ms. Tan and other gifted writers. I’ll pop in from time to time – and I’m sure Lessa will have pictures soon. We’ll be back in Kenai Tuesday late afternoon.

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