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Birthday Haul

So, I’m doing a rare non-dog post. Today was my birthday and I had a lot of fun! My mom came into town and we spent the day shopping. We went to Goodwill, Hobby Lobby, Wal-Mart, and Dollar Tree. I got a lot of scrapbooking supplies, as well as a few other trinkets. I’m super tired, but I wanted to post today so I decided to post the pictures of my birthday haul. Enjoy!

The only things I didn’t buy were the stamp pads. My mother gave me those.

Until next time, enjoy the moments that you get to spend with your family and friends.



The first animal that comes to mind that mates for life is the wolf. I know there are several other animals, but I prefer wolves over many other animals, so we’re going to run with wolves, not literally, but that sure would be fun.

The natural wolf pack (not to be confused with zoo packs that consist of many unrelated animals…or at least humans used to put unrelated animals together) are basically like the average family–mom, dad, older brothers and sisters, and the babies. The older siblings hang around for awhile to care for their younger siblings and eventually go off on their own. They usually find their own mates and start families of their own. In their world, there’s no concept of in-laws.

Yeah, I’m sure you can see where this is going. I generally don’t mind my in-laws, but today their nosiness and critical remarks hit a nerve that has never been hit before, but will remain hurting for quite some time. My husband and I are trying to buy a house. We found one that we liked. Today was the inspection and he invited them to come see the house. At first they said that they were going to be out of town, but they called Justin on our way to the house to tell us that they’re coming to the house. Needless to say I was angry.

Now I have to stop my narrative to explain myself. By the time this week is over, I will have put out almost $1,300 for inspections, the appraisal, earnest money, etc. Though most of this will be given back to me at the end of the month, that still doesn’t make me any happier that money is going out of my account. I’ve also been working until midnight at work, not to mention driving over half an hour after midnight to get home. So my nerves are already shot.

Their arrival was the last straw. I didn’t even go greet them. And as I had expected, they started in on nitpicking everything about the house. I didn’t bother hiding my agitation. I spoke very little to them, and used as many excuses as I could to get away from them and their negative energy. Too late.

I think my mother-in-law tried to make amends, but she then added that we needed to find another house and even suggested another house; a house that I had already ruled out because it was in a flood zone and the house had already had to be fixed due to flooding.

Anyway, due to all of that I’m just a tad cranky right now. Sometimes I wish that I was a lone wolf (figuratively and at times literally). I could go where I wanted and didn’t have to worry about any type of baggage. At the very least, be an actual wolf so I don’t have to deal with in-laws who criticize the den site.

On a positive note, Haley is on a different food and she seems to be doing well on it. Fingers crossed that she’ll stay healthy and happy.

Until next time, howl at the moon, howl at the sirens, howl with your pack, howl by yourself, it’s better to release that howl than keep it all bottled up.

Faces in the Moon

Author: Betty Louise Bell

Tribe of author and/or tribe featured in book: Cherokee

Favorite quote: “She wanted us to member too, and I guess that’s what I’m a-doing with you. History ain’t nothing more’n membering. A man can’t know who he is all by hisself. A woman neither. Both need something to member.” Pg 141

Summary: Lucie grew up hearing the stories of her ancestors. She heard stories from her mom and other relatives. However, once she was grown she moved to California, away from her family and the stories they told, though she never totally forgot the stories. Then she finds out that her mother is seriously ill and she returns to Oklahoma. At her childhood home she remembers her childhood and the time she spent with her Aunt Lizzie and Uncle Jerry after Lucie and her mom’s boyfriend had a run-in. Most of the novel takes place during her stay with her aunt—who has TB—and her uncle, where she found more freedom on their farm than she had living with her mom. Throughout the whole novel there is a reoccurring theme: identity. Her family was always reminding her of who she was and where she came from.

Analysis: It took me a little bit to get into the book, mostly because this book was different than the previous two books I read—Ancient Child, based on a Kiowa tale, and Geronimo, an autobiography. This book didn’t have near the “action” that the other two books had; it primarily focused on memory, where flashbacks and snippets of past dialogue were on every turn of the page. However, I grew fond of the book and it even reminded me some of my life. Like Lucie, I grew up hearing stories of my family. My family always reminded me of where I came from; they wanted me to be proud of who I am and my ancestors.

            In most books about Native Americans, people have a tendency to make them mystical people. The people in this book weren’t like that. Lucie and her family were normal Oklahomans. In fact some could go as far as to say they were normal, Oklahoman hicks judging by their dialogue. I enjoyed the dialogue and felt that it was realistic and had the Oklahoman accent pegged. Of course Bell, the author, is from Oklahoma.

            Perhaps the only fault I found with the book is that most of the book was a flashback. I admit that I got caught up in the flashback, and actually enjoyed it more than the present story. It was just jarring when the story switched back to first-person and it was the present. Though I can’t think of a solution while I type, I do feel that there should be a better way to blend past and present together without having that jarring effect.

The Ancient Child

Author: N. Scott Momaday

Tribe of Author and/or Tribe Featured in Book: Kiowa

Favorite Quote: I don’t really have a favorite quote, but I do like the Kiowa story of the boy who turned into a bear.

Eight children were there at play, seven sisters and their

brother. Suddenly the boy was struck dumb; he trembled and

began to run upon his hands and feet. His fingers became

claws, and his body was covered with fur. Directly there was a

bear where the boy had been. The sisters were terrified; they

ran, and the bear after them. They came to the stump of a

great tree, and the tree spoke to them. It bade them climb

upon it, and as they did so it began to rise into the air. The

bear came to kill them, but they were beyond its reach. It

reared against the trunk and scored the bark all around with its

claw. The seven sisters were borne into the sky, and they

became the stars of the Big Dipper.

Kiowa story of Tsoai

 Summary: Locke Setman, Set, is a well-known painter. He receives word that his grandmother was sick. He never knew this grandmother, but returns to Oklahoma anyway. Upon reaching Oklahoma, he’s informed that she has already died (and might have been dead when they sent the telegram about her sickness). He meets several people there including Grey, a beautiful, but mysterious young Native American woman who feels it is her job to help Set fulfill his destiny as “the bear” that’s in the Kiowa tale.

My Opinion: N. Scott Momaday emplys a style of writing that is similar to that of a storyteller. The titles of his chapters are from key passages and quotes in the chapters–a method I find quite clever and something I may use in my future novels. I think Momoday’s characters were well thought out and avoided the stereotypical Native American. The story of Set loosely reminds me of Sherman Alexie’s “How to Write the Great American Indian Novel.” I’m not saying that is a bad thing, that’s just what came to mind as I reflected on Set and the story he was in. I have to say that Grey is my favorite character. I like her because she has a great imagination and she was writing a book for over half ofThe Ancient Child.

Until next time, keep reading.