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November 5, 2006: Moving seemed as though it would never end, but there was this happy interlude. (Read Part I here, Part II here, Part III here, Part IV here, Part V here, Part VI here, Part VII here, Part VIII here, Part IX here, Part X here, and Part XI here.) The girls, six and five, had a great day today–both were well-rested and cheerful at the same time, which […]
October 29, 2006: Our first snow, first Halloween, and first day moved into our new house. (Read Part I here, Part II here, Part III here, Part IV here, Part V here, Part VI here, Part VII here, Part VIII here, Part IX here, and Part X here.) Preview Open
It’s just the beginning of the fun . . . (Read Part I here, Part II here, and Part III here, Part IV here, Part V here, Part VI here, Part VII here, Part VIII here, and Part IX here.) October 22, 2006 Preview Open
Exploring our parks and library, making new friends, and gearing up for the big move-in day. (Read Part I here, Part II here, and Part III here, Part IV here, Part V here, Part VI here, and Part VII here.) A view from Jewel Basin hiking area. Preview Open
In the first three installments, I was preparing for the big move from San Diego to Montana. Part IV found my husband and I and two young daughters at one of our country’s most breathtaking national parks. Now in Part V, we go to the twenty acres of forested property on which we’d hoped to have a move-in-ready house by the time the girls and I came to Montana. Little did I know that our construction journey would have more bumps than a dirt road in springtime. (Read Part I here, Part II here, and Part III here, and Part IV here.)
September 10, 2006
September 17, 2006 . . . Waiting for the contractors to finish our house. (Read Part I here, Part II here, and Part III here, Part IV here, and Part V here.) When I heard that we would be staying in an apartment, I packed a giant garbage bag bulging with sleeping bags along with boxes of old pots […]
Join Jim and Greg as they discuss eye-opening numbers of Americans fleeing deep blue states and heading for places with more freedom. They also unload on New York Gov. Andrew Cuomo for threatening major fines for not giving out vaccines soon enough and vowing even bigger penalties for giving vaccines to groups who shouldn’t be getting them yet. And they roll their eyes at yet another Kamala Harris story about herself that seems impossible to believe.
Seeing how Seattle values their company (or not), Amazon management announced this week that they will move their worldwide operations team from Seattle to Bellevue (across Lake Washington).
The move will take some months and will involve only a fraction of their total of 45,000 Seattle employees, but it sends a message to the socialist-progressive politicians who run the city, that they cannot count on Amazon’s taxes to fund their utopian agenda.
Some of you know, but many may not, that @1967mustangman and I have left Portland, OR, for the greener pastures of Dayton, OH. While there are many things about Portland I miss (the food, Mustang’s family, my coworkers, the food, the mountains, the food…) it surprised me what a sense of relief I felt as we left the city limits. Driving a 22-foot diesel moving van was a learning experience — one which required asking @davecarter many questions on Facebook — but actually driving across this beautiful country helped remind me that there is life outside the dreary angst that progressives have created in Oregon. Wyoming and Nebraska were especially beautiful.
Perhaps the most noticeable difference is the lack of homeless people in Dayton. The winter weather is fairly inhospitable for living on the streets, and Dayton doesn’t really cotton to having homeless hanging out on street corners. Since we moved here, I have seen maybe four people asking for money on street corners. This is in stark contrast to the tent cities of Portland, where vagrancy is not only tolerated but accepted and supported. Because of that permissiveness, the freeways and under bridges are littered with trash, making the city look like a cross between Idiocracy and District 12 from The Hunger Games. Lest anyone think the homeless are harmless, I would invite you to read this, where the victim in question is my own sweet husband. To be fair, Ohio does have some of the highest heroin use in the country, but serious efforts are in place to stop the influx of drugs by the cartels. Meanwhile, at my hospital in Portland, a patient who denied any street drug use finally owned up to doing meth because, as he said, “I mean…everyone does a little meth…”
At the end of May, I will be journeying from Tucson to Menomonee Falls, Wisconsin to start my new job. I know Ricochettis live all over the country so I would like some input. What places do you recommend me stopping by on the way there? Here’s the route. I’ll either be taking the US-54E route […]
Since @stad published his “rules of civilized behavior” for New Jersey refugees relocating to South Carolina, I thought I’d ask for Ricochetti help for what I should be careful of as Mrs. Tabby and I move from western New York state (Rochester) to Weatherford, Texas (about 20 miles west of Fort Worth) this summer. We […]
Around my neck of the woods, almost all doctors and medical facilities have a sign in their lobby that says “No new Medicare patients”. I’ve heard of this happening in many other parts of the country as well. Given that lots of people retire at 65 (or later) and move to their dream retirement home […]
My brother and I once made a semi-serious deal: if the Republic falls, and we are not both in Texas, we’ll go halfsies on a private island. Sadly, my brother up and moved to the Lone Star State without me, and I’ll never be able to afford an island on my own. I don’t identify […]
The girls and I were finally in Montana after all that build-up. It’s significant that my first Montana post didn’t appear until September 3, 2006–a month after we’d arrived. I think I must have been a little occupied those four weeks. Anyway, I didn’t have time to dwell on the city and people I’d left behind. […]
Ten years ago, when blogs were more popular, I documented our big move across the country for my San Diego friends and family. Part I is here and II is here. Part III is still pre-move, when I was taking care of details and Jeff was already in Montana. (Update: I put the house up for […]
You’ll be relieved to know I was able to resurrect my old blog and import it into another platform. Ricochet readers will be the primary beneficiaries of this private cache of material. For your first lucky treat, I thought it would be fitting to post a sequence of entries documenting our move to Montana nearly ten years […]
The beam of the car headlights framed flakes as they drifted, barely there. “Well, kids–it’s really snow,” said our dad. Snow. Snow. We stared out the front windshield and talked loudly. The faint precipitation didn’t rate the stir going on in our vehicle. Dad finally told us to settle down. But we had been waiting for months–since September, […]
I wrote this in the summer of 2006 for our neighborhood newsletter. It’s a bookend for Merina’s piece that came out at the beginning of the month. Early on the Sunday morning of July 30, our two girls and I will be climbing into an overloaded Subaru with a pair of disgruntled cats. We’ll be making the long […]