Mad Ouva

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Mini Bio

I’m 42. I live on the outskirts of a small Montana town — one that has three stop signs, two bars, a blacksmith, and no grocery store. Sharing the hovel I call home is my husband, Brian, our dogs, Levee and Wicket, and our cats, Cornwall, Chirpa, and Gimmick.

What’s a Suzzerpuss?

I have no idea.

My grandfather (Pappy) called my sister and I Ralph, Clyde, or Charlie, depending on the day. My grandmother (Nanny) called us both Suzzerpuss.

When I told her that I’d picked Suzzerpuss for a webpage name, she asked me what a Suzzerpuss was. So, I guess no one knows.

  • Ramblings,  Reviews

    A White Knuckle Wind Blows Strong

    September 16, 2020 /

    We bought our original tent, the one you see in the picture here, back in 2011. It’s … uh … Eagles Nest? I can’t remember. We bought it with the intention of camping somewhere in Wisconsin or Minnesota, which were both fairly quick jaunts, if four hours is quick to you, from our farmhouse in Iowa. We never got around to doing it. Shortly after we moved to Connecticut. Luckily, that tent would offer us a home while homeless in 2014. It had a few little claw holes from Mrs. Marple, (Yeah, I know, Miss, but Brian…) the kitten who visited with us while we were staying at the Bixby…

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    Healthier Pumpkin Molasses Spice Bread

    October 31, 2018

    Nothing Compares to Waking Up in the Sunshine

    October 10, 2014

    Illuminated World Divine

    April 2, 2015
  • Ramblings

    It’s Many Hundred Miles and It Won’t Be Long

    August 17, 2020 /

    There is nothing more important to me than being happy in life. That’s why Brian and I chose to be homeless, to move across the country with only a tent and our dogs, in search of the life we wanted. I will take risks to be happy. I know that money, security, and safety is important, but at the end of my life, whether it’s a year from now or fifty years from now, I don’t want my last thought to be, “I wish I’d…” I know it won’t be, “I’m glad at least I had some money.” When confronted with choices that risk happiness, I will go against the…

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    These Here Are My Desires

    May 22, 2015

    Yes, We Have No Bananas

    June 4, 2018

    Go and Sing to the Moon

    September 7, 2017
  • Places,  Ramblings

    Every Single Place I Roam

    July 26, 2020 /

    We went camping again. I didn’t take any videos this time because it’s not something I’m fond of doing, but also, I find myself living in the moment these days, not worrying about being able to see pictures of the moments later. Mostly… This time we went hiking by the reservoir in this picture:   View this post on Instagram   A post shared by Rebma Belanger (@suzzerpuss) on Apr 15, 2015 at 7:30pm PDT It didn’t look like that this year. The water was full of an odd spongy algae that was fresh and green on the rocky bottom and a drying brown on top, like a mushroom meringue.…

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    Where the Fields Are Painted Gold

    November 20, 2014

    And Now You Are Wearing the Right Hat

    July 5, 2020

    Where My Heart Can Roam

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  • Food,  Geocaching,  Places,  Ramblings

    And Now You Are Wearing the Right Hat

    July 5, 2020 /

    We hadn’t returned to our favored campsite in Ten Sleep, Wyoming for five years, despite planning to go every summer — multiple times a summer, no less. A week or two ago I suggested we head that way, kind of in an off-hand way, the way I might suggest we hike the Appalachian Trail or start a dandelion farm. However, Brian ran with the idea, and so we went. We are both in much better shape than we were five years ago. Instead of hanging out in the tent, watching Duck Dynasty on the laptop, and drinking whiskey while we watch coyotes hop around nearby, we decided to go out…

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    This Is Life

    March 5, 2019

    Papaya, Papaya, Paya

    July 18, 2016

    Only Ripe Vegetables, Fresh Fruit, and Whole Wheat

    March 24, 2015
  • Creatures,  Places

    I Watched from the Dirt Road

    November 26, 2014 /

    Title From: Fire Red Horse by The Lone Bellow

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    Sweeter Than Heaven

    October 5, 2016

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    January 22, 2020

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Books I’m Reading/Using

Nutrition: Concepts and Controversies
by Frances Sizer, Ellie Whitney

Grit & Grace: Train the Mind, Train the Body, Own Your Life
by Tim McGraw

Healthy Smoothie Recipe Book
by Jennifer Koslo

(My favorite smoothie so far is the Herbed Pineapple Green Apple.)

The Herbal Apothecary: 100 Medicinal Herbs and How to Use Them
by J.J. Pursell

Products I’m Loving

Decaf House Blend
from Peet’s Coffee

Big Ass Brick of Soap – Fresh Cut Pine
from Duke Cannon Supply Co.

Soy Candle – Pumpkin Hollow Farm
from 1803 Candles

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