I have to be crazy to start a blog, how can I have anything interesting to say?! Well, here goes nothing!
First a little about the title. Great Plains Transplant In Alaska. I was born and raised my entire life in the middle of nowhere North Dakota 12 miles from the Canadian border and the nearest town of 1000 people was about 10 miles away. In Mohall, the had a school, courthouse, post office, 3 bars, four churches, two gas stations, a clinic and a little shop that cut your hair. I moved to Alaska in 2007, not by choice, but that is another story for another day. I have learned to love Alaska now and wouldn't move anywhere else.
Now to tell you about the cast of characters. The first person is myself, I was born in Minot, North Dakota and raised in Mohall, North Dakota. My amazing fiance and I have two furry children together (Monkey and Tiger). He is a heavy equipment mechanic on the North Slope of Alaska.
My dad was a hard working man who was superman, truck driver, and oil driller. My dad was an amazing man who taught me how to work hard and how to be a great person. This past November my dad passed away due to kidney disease and a brain bleed. I miss him every day and would love just to be able to make a phone call up to him to talk to him.
My mom is my rock, I get my strength, tenacity, and will from her. She has been with the county for 30+ years as an eligibility tech. I have one little brother, well he is not so little but when you are six years younger than me that is the title you get. He is a certified welder and lover of the Xbox.
I love to cook, bake, drink, sew, knit, crochet, garden, share my adventures and crafting in general