Living Large In Our Little House

Taking Our Vehicle onto the Water

It really amazes me when people tell me they don’t think there is much to do around here. We’ve still got a list of things to do and are still finding things to do in The Natural State, sometimes in our own backyard.

This weekend, it literally was in our own backyard, on the waters of Bull Shoals Lake. Peel, Arkansas is a little burg about 15 miles from our house and what makes it so unique is that it is home to the last operating ferry in the state. The ferry shuttles people and their vehicles from one side of Bull Shoals, to the other, most frequently connecting Arkansans with Branson, Missouri about 30 minutes away.

I’m told there’s ferries in other areas, but being Midwesterners from Kansas City, we had never rode one before, so we set off for a new adventure on Sunday. We ate breakfast at a small café and headed for the ferry loading spot.

It’s really surprising how much fun taking our truck out onto the water was!


They Do Exist at Our Little House

As I’ve blogged many times, one of the things we love about where we live is the plethora of wildlife.

However, in the 7 years since we built Our Little House and in the 3 years since we’ve been here, I haven’t seen anything but deer, fox, raccoons, armadillos and one dead coyote. Dale has seen a bobcat.

As they say, sometimes you just have to be a little patient.


Would we Move to Our Little House Again part Two

Moving in the country, depending on where you’re moving, can be a huge undertaking. It’s a different way of life and our Living Large community also brought up some good points to think about such as rural crime (we hear about this happening to weekenders who aren’t here mainly during hunting season, although there’s plenty of crime to go with the meth trade), needing 4WD vehicles, the high prices and terrible service at rural utility and telephone companies, the availability of jobs, libraries and doctors (they even allow nurse practitioners to run medical clinics here due to the shortage of doctors willing to move to rural communities) and power outages. We also don’t have trash pick up and if we don’t make it the 6 miles to our volunteer fire department (VFD) on the scheduled pick up night, we hold our trash for another week.


Would we Move to Our Little House Again?

Our rural road

A friend of mine recently sent me an email asking me about living in the country. She is tired of dealing with bad neighbors in her urban neighborhood.

“I was wondering if you might be able to tell me about the less than ideal side about living in the country, like just anything I might not be thinking of.”

And finally, she asked “Would you do it again?”

These are some of the things I told her she should think about:


Running on the Treadmill at Our Little House

The closet rotation is one thing I need to do this week

Yesterday morning, our alarm went off at 4:30 and as usual, we laid there and snoozed until 4:45 when we heard Fred, our neighbor roar by on our usually quiet country road.

His wife moved here earlier this summer, but Fred has to commute back to the city every Monday to work.

It reminded me that it was time for us to finally quit hitting the snooze alarm to begin another week on the treadmill of life.


Fans for Food at Our Little House

Chloe was pulled from the shelter by Half-Way Home Rescue

As I’ve written here before, I’ve been blogging about pet adoption and rescue for K9 Cuisine this year. It’s worked out to be a great gig and I love writing about rescued pets and the people who make saving them possible.

It not only is a great writing gig for me, but it is a good company as well. Not only is it convenient for me to order our Fabulous Four’s food by having it shipped directly to Our Little House, the company’s CEO actively supports rescues and shelters.

Yesterday, I helped K9 Cuisine launch its’ Fans for Food campaign. If the company reaches its’ goal of 5,000 fans on Facebook by the end of the month, it will donate 2 bulk shipments, or about 5,000 pounds of food to two separate rescues.

The campaign is in honor of Adopt-A-Shelter-Pet Month.


Preparing Our Little House for the Cold

Brrrrr. That’s the word for the first of this week, as it turned cold with a cold front that came in over the weekend. It will warm up a bit this week, but I’m confident that our 100+ degree heat indexes are now but a memory until next summer.

My “Me” day was fantastic, with the exception of getting that massage which I hope to get this week, I got to do everything I wanted to do.

As you can see in the photo, I also made an unplanned stop at the “Life is Good” store in town and couldn’t resist this new long sleeved tee.


A Day Away to Rejuvenate

On occasion, someone will ask me if I ever get claustrophobic in Our Little House.

Most of the time, I don’t, but sometimes, like anyone, I need to get away.

It’s been an especially rough couple of weeks with all of the illness and trying to stay on top of work around the house and the work I do to make money.

The truth is, that no matter what size of a house we live in, we all need a little break now and again.