Confessions of a Cowgirl I

May 8th, 2013
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An eight-year-old boy just said “howdy” to me at the grocery store. He was wearing little cowboy boots and a polished belt buckle the size of my fist.

Why would a little guy strike up a conversation with me as he stands between my sticks of butter and dozen eggs and his mom’s gallons of milk? You might want to know about Cowboy Kate, my alternate persona, to really understand.

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Living at an Airport

March 29th, 2013
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Tops on my list of things I never thought I’d do in life?┬áLive at an airport.

I’ve learned not to say “never”, though. Life is full of opportunities. Sometimes the craziest ones turn out to the the most fabulous. We’re not there yet, but I think that this giant hangar is going to turn into something more fabulous than either Martin or I could have ever dreamed. Some day.

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A Spring Flight

March 20th, 2013
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Come fly with us.

You knew it was only a matter of days before we’d hop in an airplane and ask you to come along.

It’s a spring evening here, about 40 degrees on the ground (4.4 Celsius).

Spring isn’t so much about blooming trees, tulips, and greening grass.

It’s about defrosting, switching to a lighter jacket (while having your heavy down one on hand), and watching the white landscape try to melt into the frozen ground.

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