The first week I was here, as a real live live-in North Dakota’n, you will remember that I met Bev. That meeting led to this hilarious day which has now led to this:
Category Archives: Betsy’s Bakken
Babies
Oh What Do We Do in the Winter Time?
I’ve had a nasty bout of strep this last week (along with half of Watford) so have been laying low, not much writing. But today, I bring you pictures from the badlands.
Pulling Up My Big Girl Pants
On Trying to Explain My New Home, Far Away, On the Frontier
Guys, I haven’t written poetry since college. Probably in at least 6 years. I was forced to be prolific. So now, this blog is my push. I sat down today to blow off the dust and scrub down the rust (you see that rhyming there?) Ok, really, I wanted to get something good, real deep, down on paper today and all that came was this little ditty. I’ve been spending a lot of time on the phone with friends and family, and when people ask me what it’s like here they get a lot of, ummm, well, it’s, sorta’s…. so that might have something to do with it.
Boom
Why are we smiling you might ask?? Well, we just ate some doughnuts from the Kum & Go annnnnd the blog reached 3,000 hits thanks to a post on the Watford City Facebook Page. Thanks guys!