Stephanie’s Deer Adventure

12 11 2010

So I was listening to NPR yesterday on my way home from school.  I was still set on the Michigan station I turn to when WFRN gets fuzzy.  They were talking about how overabundant the deer population in southern Michigan is and the fact that they are raising the doe limit to try and control the population.  It got me thinking… I like venison, I think going hunting would be an interesting experience… maybe I should find someone to take me hunting this fall!  I almost went as far as tweeting about it. 

I put it out of my mind, knowing that I’d probably never actually do it.  Then ten minutes later, as I was entering White Pigeon, WHAM!  Something large and fast was slamming into the front corner of my car.  I didn’t even see him till he was hitting me.  The deer wheeled away from my car, bounded once into the brush, flipped head over heels and collapsed.  Mean while, I screeched to a halt, trying to catch my breath and let my brain catch up with my eyes.  Luckily there were no other cars nearby and after a couple deep breaths, I pulled up into a shoulder that started a few yards ahead. 

I walked back and found what I initially thought was a doe and quickly determined it was completely dead by giving the carcass a shake with my foot.  A man came walking down the road attracted from the trailer park across the road by the screech of my tires.  He checked to make sure I was ok, and pointed out that the deer was actually a young buck.  His antler buttons barely sticking out of his head.  I mentioned that I’d be interested in finding out Michigan’s rules on road kill.  He pointed out the state police station a couple hundred yards away. 

I drove there, thankful that my alignment seemed fine and the only apparent damage was a dented in and torn bumper with a small connection piece missing.  I contacted 911 via a communication box outside the station and she told me a cop would be there soon.  I waited about 20 minutes, making a couple calls and twittering to start tracking down someone who could process the buck for me.  The cop showed up and documented the accident.  When he was done I mentioned my desire to keep the deer.  He contacted his partner for advice on where I could take it, and if it was worth the effort given the time the deer had been dead and the temperature.  He issued me a permit for taking the deer and gave me directions to a guy who worked out of his home just north of Sturgis.

At this point the deer had been dead for a little less than an hour, but time was of the essence, because ideally, the deer should have been gutted right away.  I had everything I needed to deal with the deer except a way to get him into my trunk.  He wasn’t that big as deer go, but still, more than I could handle alone.  I knew I couldn’t wait for someone to come up from Goshen, and I didn’t have a number for the butcher, only an address.  I had two choices, I could let it go and just drive home, or I could ask a stranger to help me.  I decided to stop by the shopping center half way between the station and the deer and randomly decided to go into the Manchino’s.  Serendipitously, the manager was a large friendly guy who, though clearly surprised by my request, was willing to help. 

We quickly got the deer in my trunk, wrapped in my massage blanket which, luckily, I didn’t mind ruining.  I couldn’t tell how much damage was done on the underside of the deer, but there were no external wounds on the side I could see, and he didn’t bleed much when we lifted him.  Then I was on my way to Sturgis.  When I was almost to the guys house, I came across a road sign with his number and gave him a call, really hoping he was home and would be willing to take the job.  Then it was just a matter of giving him the buck and my info.  It must have broken it’s neck or had major brain trauma because there was very little external damage.   I washed my hands in the guy’s bathroom, warding off four rowdy dogs and was on my way.  The whole episode took about an hour and a half.

Anyone have good venison recipes?


Stream of consciousness

28 03 2010

I should preface this post with a disclaimer least anyone think I’ve turned suicidal.  I’m actually not in a bad mood.  Just contemplative.

Do you ever feel like you’re just going through life spinning you’re wheels.

I want to do so many things with myself.  I want to be so many things.  I’ll make some small strides in the right direction and then I’ll have a bad day when I’m selfish and insecure and lazy and I start to wonder if there’s any hope.  I wonder sometimes about the adults I admire.  Do they have hidden vises that I’m not aware of?  Sometimes I wish there was a way for us to know people.  Really know them.  The good the bad.  Intentions and all.  But then sometimes I think that we’ve become too transparent as a society.  How many times have I excused myself because “so-in-so” would, did, could do the same thing?

Who knows.  But maybe the first step to becoming that person I want to be is to go to bed, get a good night’s sleep and get up in the morning ready to have a kind, gentle, non-judgmental, giving, confident, and productive day.

Guest post

7 03 2010

My friend Erini asked me to guest post.  I thought I should repost it here since I’ve been silent for so long and it’s already written 🙂  Here you go.

Hello World (or at least you small sliver who know and love Erini)

Erini recently asked me to guest post about surviving long distance relationships so here I am.

A bit of background before I jump in:  I’m a college friend of Erini’s and her predecessor in the Evanston girl group.  I am probably the only person you can claim to have lived with both Erini and Jaron.  I’ve also had be distinct pleasure of going from a long distance relationship to a marriage.  Mike and I started dating at the end of my senior year of college.  We dated for about 4 months before I moved to Evanston.  We were long distance for another year and a half before I moved back a few months before our wedding.  So with that, here is the email I sent back when Erini asked me how I dealt with it.  I might add or interject.

First of all, I didn’t always deal with it (long distance dating) well.  Mike was just reminding me last night of a weekend that Mike was planning a surprise visit and I ruined it.  I had a really hard week, so had decided I was going to go to Goshen.  Abby did everything in her power to dissuade me without actually telling me he was coming, but I was so stubborn that she ended up telling me to keep me in Evanston.  So be patient with yourself.

Pace yourself.  Find a good balance of time you spend here, time he spends there and time you’re apart.  Try different combination and work on developing a pattern.  There’s no right way to do this, it’s totally what works for you guys as a couple.  I suggest the pattern because it’s easier to deal with the times apart if they are consistent.  Your heart learns to deal with the separation if it’s in regular intervals.  Obviously there’s going to be some variation, but make that a goal.

Talk about types and amounts of communication.  If you both know what the other person’s needs/wants are upfront, then you can find a good middle ground if they are different.

Think about and practice coping strategies.  Does going out with such and such friend help you not obsess about Jaron?  Do you have a coffee shop (or cupcake shop 😉 that feels really comfortable to you?  Find those people, places, and things that help you live in the moment and enjoy the life you have without Jaron immediately present and use those when times get tough.

As far as falling too fast… that’s tricker.  Just try to stay positive with it.  It’s good to be estatic about such an amazing guy.  Stick with that.  But it’s so easy to go from “he’s so great!” to “he’s so great I wish he was around all the time… :(”  When you start to feel yourself crossing that line, remind yourself how great it is to have him in your life at all and refocus on something else.  Distraction is a great tool.  If sending him a quick note helps, do that.  Just keep it positive. 🙂  It’s good to let him know that you miss him etc. but sometimes it’s good to vent the more negative side of it to a close friend.

Over all it’s about being patient with yourself and him and the situation.  Good luck!


21 12 2009

Doyle’s a smooth hair red dapple mini dachshund.  He’s 9 weeks old and the cutest thing ever.  I love him.  BTW, puppies are expensive.

End of Life Desires

24 11 2009

I realize many people consider this topic morbid, but honestly, I don’t.  I don’t believe thinking about death is going to make it happen any quicker, or that it somehow means you want to die.  I’ve thought alot about how I want to be disposed of, but nothing’s felt quite right.  I don’t want to cost alot of money to dispose of, so I’ve wanted for a while to be cremated.  But I just discovered an article on the NPR website that made me think twice.  It introduced this new form of “burial” called Promission.  If it ever comes into vogue and the cost comes down (I’m sure it costs alot now) I think I’d what this to happen.  Basically they instafreeze you and then shatter you into pieces.  How cool is that.

Oh and in case I die tomorrow, I want my funeral to be a hymn sing.  You can all say nice things about me if you want, but songs and stories, that’s all I want.

Jess-  thanks for being on me to update.  I’ll try to have something more substantive soon.

Oh and the new Imogen Heap album is pretty fantastic.


25 09 2009

In less than an hour Mike and I will be buying our first house.  Crazy!  I was prompted recently to go into my blog archives and I stumbled upon this little tidbit.

From Goshen for the Weekend, June 2007

“My post almost started “Home for the weekend”, almost.  But Goshen isn’t home.  Evanston is.  Or wait.  Where is home?  If “home is where the heart” is, Guatamala might be the strongest contender.  But then there’s my family (mostly in Goshen) and my flatmates (right now, all over the globe).  Honestly, home is such a vague notion for me.  It has been since we left this area in 5th grade.  One of my strongest desires is not to struggle with what to call home.  I want to feel settled in one place, with my strongest ties in that place.”

I’ve already started to feel like Goshen is home, but now I’m going to have a physical home to tie myself to emotionally.  This house could serve us for as long as we need a house.  It’s quite possible that we’ll retire in this house.  Amazing!  The idea of living in the same place for more then a year is so foreign to me.  I’m totally on cloud nine.  🙂

Random thoughts because I can’t focus

24 09 2009

Music:  Don’t Take My Sunshine Away by Sparklehorse

The above song is a prime example of music that I’ve never heard before that somehow just appeared on my computer and I have NO IDEA how it got there.  Weird.

I’m having Indian food tomorrow!

I think I’m going to ask to stay on nights even when Kim comes back from maternity leave.  I think I have the seniority to pull that string

Dollhouse starts again on Friday and I’m super excited

I’m listening to Spice Girls’ Wannabe 😀

I finished season 2 of Veronica Mars and now I have to figure out a way to get ahold of season 3.

I miss being a nanny.

Music snobs annoy me.  Especially those that put down “feel good” music.

My favorite part of the relief sale is seeing all these awesome menno people together in one place.  Definitely warm fuzzy inducing.

I have a celebrity crush on Mac from Veronica Mars.


My supervisor just came in to talk to me.  Kim’s coming back on the 10th… and they want to put me on days with a number of different clients.  So now I have to decide how strongly I want to put my foot down.  One instinct is to do what the company wants me to do.  But I think I need to do what’s best for me.  Sigh.

Closing Friday!

23 09 2009

Music: I Was Married by Tegan and Sara

When I watch lots of tv in a short amount of time, particularly all one show, the real world starts to feel a little less real.  It happens with books too.  I think I need to take a break from the VM…

We’ve talked about getting a dog, and we’re probably going to wait and get one next spring when the weather improves and we’ve saved up a bit more money.  But of course that doesn’t stop me from looking.  I’ve had my eye on yorkipoo puppies from these two kennels. But I’ve also been searching pounds in the area and stumbled on this little guy.  Isn’t he cute!

Didn’t do much today.  Slept, had lunch with a friend, and then slept some more… yeah, that was about it.  One more night, and then I have three nights off!  I really need to get my butt in gear with this move.  And the bedroom still needs another coat of green and two coats of brown on the accent wall.  I’m not sure if I’m going to tackle the kitchen soon or not… that’s going to be a huge project.  Pretty much everything’s getting painted, including the trim and cabinets.

Well, time to pass meds.  Here’s a clip that made me smile today.

[insert calming phrase here]

22 09 2009

Music:  Without You by the Dixie Chicks

I’m feeling oddly anxious today.  One of those “impending doom” sort of feelings.  Not exactly sure what’s causing it.  Whatever it is, I can’t explain it away, and I’m getting tired of it.  I have been prone to mild unexplainable panic attacks, and these feel a bit like that, but not as intense, and they last longer.  Maybe it’s because I didn’t sleep enough today.  I putzed on the computer and watched Veronica Mars till almost noon.

Had dinner with Rachel tonight and she helped me with more painting.  Honestly, that’s about all I did.  We don’t have hot water right now so I had to go over to my mom’s for a shower and we chatted for a while… and it was actually really nice… except for the part where she refused to part with a painting my brother did that I’ve wanted from her for years 😛  I think that’s a losing battle.  But it would look so great in our new office!  Sigh.

I’ve been blitzing through season two of Veronica Mars.  I watched a couple episodes and then napped before work.

Getting to know new people is hard.  You’re not quite sure where you stand with them.  Do they really enjoy your company?  Was it just a good first impression that’s fading now that they’re getting to know you better?  I think I’ve mentioned the fact that I’ve struggled to cultivate any strong female friendships since moving back to Goshen.  I connect with a couple girls that I am comfortable with, but our lack of proximity and busy schedules don’t allow us to see each other very often.  I’ve meet and become friends with a lot of amazing women, but nothings exactly clicked yet.  I think I might be more self conscious with women.  Hum.  Something to think about.

Here’s hoping the pit in my stomach closes up soon.  I don’t like it when my emotions and thoughts won’t settle.

Humm… I’ve been ending all my posts with a video clip recently.  I think I like that trend.  Last night I mentioned Barbara Padilla… here’s the performance that inspired me the most… one of my favorite songs and she performs it beautifully.

Sorry for the commercials, but the better quality on hulu is worth it.—barbara-padilla

Weekend fun

21 09 2009

Music:  As Long as You Are Mine from Wicked

What a weekend.  Friday I had dinner with Joanne and then Angie’s senior show, which went really well.  Audiences make such a difference.  And this was one of the best audiences that I’ve ever acted for.  It was great, and Angie was fantastic.  She’s a really great actress.  I hope she gets a chance to showcase her talent again and again over the years.  I’d love to be able to say… yeah, I knew her once upon a time.  I acted in a play she wrote for her senior show.

We had a going away party for Alec Friday night.  He’s moving to Chi-town and it’ll be sad to lose one of the most interesting characters in our group as well as a talented actor from the NWA scene.  But I’m excited about visiting him when I go up to see the Evanston girls.  He’s going to be working for the paper that covers events all over the city, so I see some fun nights on the town in my future.  Hear that girls, I have the hook up now 😉  He’s a great guy, I can’t wait to introduce him to you.

The party was fun, kind of mellow.  And there was rock band to finish off the night.  I stayed up after everyone left and watched the finale of America’s Got Talent.  I had decided that I didn’t want Barbara Padilla to win, because then she’d be locked into a contract to do a Vegas show which I think would be undershooting her potential, but that Skinner guy didn’t deserve to win… but I get it, he’s the Cinderella story, and Americans love a good “glory out of nothing” story.

Saturday I watched the first couple episodes of this season’s So You Think You Can Dance (SYTYCD).  I’ve never watched a whole season, just episodes here and there, but I intend to with this one.  It’s definitely my cup of tea, but it also makes me wistful.  I love dancing.  I wish I had taken lessons as a child.  I think it’s something I could have been really good at and that would be a good outlet for me.  Granted I can still learn to dance, ballroom etc.  But most of the dances you learn as an adult are group dances and I have to rely others to dance with.  Besides, there are fundamental things about being a good dancer that you really have to learn as a child.  Ah well.  But I think I’m going to sign up for a class at Dancesport in Mishawaka.  I know, I know… I’m sure I’ve said that before.

I packed up a good portion of our kitchen stuff and Mike’s mom came over and did our dishes J and we chatted.  I really lucked out when it come to mother-in-laws.  I like mine a lot.  She’s easy to talk to, and I never feel like I’m not meeting some expectation she has of me. We’ve started moving some stuff over to the house.  We’ll probably move over slowly instead of in one big exhausting move.

I’ve been craving fish and chips from Tony’s for a little while, so I treated myself to some for dinner and hung out with Mike when he got home from soccer.  Don’t underestimate the soothing power of just falling asleep together on the couch.

I slept a little later than I had intended, but got up in time to throw on a pretty dress (Abby and Katie- remember going shopping in Athens and that ball gown I got on clearance?), get all dolled up, and head over to the masquerade.  I had my first tequila shot… or 3.  AND speaking of dancing… I definitely spent most of the night on the dance floor.  Haven’t done that in a while 🙂

I saw House of Yes at New World today.  It’s a good show, and it’ll still be on next weekend for any of you heading into town for the relief sale.  I would highly recommend seeing it.  I’ve read the script several times, so I knew the story pretty well.  I especially enjoyed Julie Kime’s performance.   I hadn’t realized she was in it till I got there.  Afterward I had dinner at the Spring and talked theater shop with Geoff.  I’m really excited about next season… although, for most of the shows, more as a spectator than actress.  My only complaint is that it’s a somewhat male heavy season again!  Grrr

There was another birthday party tonight, but I was just too burned out.  I took a really long nap before work.  I’ve been getting more into a rhythm with this whole nights thing.  I’ve had to let go of my constructs of what day to day schedule should look like, for instance, I often sleep shorter periods of time more often, and I mostly eat when I get hungry.  Unfortunately that can mean I only have one meal a day.  But I’m starting to like working nights.  I think it suits me.  Now I’m just sad that I’ll have to switch back… I just wish I knew when!

Wow.  What a full weekend!  I think I’ll continue my trend of ending with a clip.  A friend has been posting videos from these two on facebook and  I think they’re grand.  Have a great week!