It’s Been A Month

And by that I mean “It’s been a MONTH? HOW?” and “It’s been A MONTH. How did all that happen in a month?”

Oh man, where to begin…

Well, I guess first off, I should announce that any of you who have linked to me should update your links to

Yes, that’s right, I have my own domain now! I’m still going to be on for a little while, but the semi-official goal is to move to self-hosting at some point this summer, in preparation for several other goals I’m working toward this year. But more on those things in later posts as they become relevant. 😉

So what else has happened this month?

A lot. Some sad, some happy, some neutral.

We’ve been on the hunt for a new (to us) vehicle. We really need a truck, and we really need to get rid of the lemon of a car we have right now. It’s been frustrating – we’ve had three trucks we wanted to go look at, and every time they’ve been bought the same day we were heading out.

I saved a squirrel’s life (fortunately, it did not have a punctured lung). And a few turtles. One of the turtles paid me back with epic amounts of pee. It was gross.


The clothes dryer died. It’s been pretty rainy for the past month, but I’ve still managed to keep laundry caught up and dried via the clothesline. A friend has a spare dryer we can have, we just have to be able to pick it up, and that hasn’t happened yet because we’re still going to need to borrow my dad’s truck to do so.


Freezer cooking. I used to do this regularly, and I’d slacked since we moved into the house ahem four years ago. More on that later, too. (I love our new Costco.)

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Oklahoma sunsets, y’all.

Unfortunately, Gabby passed away. While she had laid an egg after her extended illness while Mr. Loper was unemployed, I knew that her health had been irreparably damaged. I was able to get her to the vet this time when I noticed her feeling poorly, but she passed away in her sleep that same night.


The garden is booming, and Serena and I went blueberry picking as well. And a floof keeps having crop issues (look up bird anatomy if you’re curious about what the crop is, I’m too tired to explain it right now). Hence the chicken vomit mentioned below.


And Bear turned two.


And I turned 31.

On top of all this, I took a permaculture course (though I wasn’t able to complete it), cleaned the house from top to bottom, and am getting some major progress done on a writing project. More on those things later!

How did May treat the rest of you, dear readers?

Recent Comments

  • Candace Gauger
    June 2, 2016 - 9:40 pm · Reply

    May was kind to you this year. In my house, it hasn’t been so good, but Dave is on the mend and gaining strength every day and his blood sugar levels are improving. Colin is showing the stress of having to step up while his daddy is down, but he’s a good soldier and we’re proud of him for it. As for me, health not so good, but finally back under doctor care. I’d be better if what ever is triggering this asthma attack would go away. But, I’m decent enough to work and stare at my many projects between nursing sessions with Dave.

    But, all is good because I am “on the right side of the dirt” to coin a phrase. 😀

  • Jean Marie Bauhaus
    June 3, 2016 - 12:01 pm · Reply

    Yep, it’s definitely been a month. Sounds like yours was about as crazy as mine.

    I feel you on the truck hunt. Our car is also a lemon, and it’s also our only mode of conveyance, and we can’t afford to replace it yet (or repair it, unfortunately–it runs, but it doesn’t always start reliably and the AC is out so now that summer’s here we’re pretty much confined to only going places in the morning if we don’t want to get cooked). I’ll be praying that you get led to the right truck (and it will stay put until you get there!).

    • Rebekah Loper
      June 3, 2016 - 6:04 pm · Reply

      Something is screwed up with the power steering, and this was just after it’d been replaced for the 2nd time in three years, and I refuse to sink $700 more into it at this rate. $700 would be better put toward a down payment at this point. Especially since the car is 10 years old anyway.

      I appreciate the prayers! Will pray for better transportation for you as well. *hugs*

  • heylookawriterfellow
    June 3, 2016 - 5:48 pm · Reply

    So sorry about Gabby. But I am also so impressed to hear of your squirrel rescue! Well done, my friend.

    I, too, have saved my fair share of turtles. And, I, too, was rewarded with turtle pee. Turtles aren’t very good at showing gratitude.

    • Rebekah Loper
      June 5, 2016 - 12:37 pm · Reply

      Thanks, Patricia! I’m not sure where May went either. It zoomed by so fast. (Also, for some reason, wordpress labeled your comment as spam. No idea why. O.o)

  • mariazannini
    June 5, 2016 - 2:48 pm · Reply

    First I went to your site to leave a comment but right in the middle the power went out.

    Okay… Then I decided to try to visit using my phone.
    You guessed it. My internet went out next. I can’t win. LOL!

    But I’m back. I can’t remember everything I said in my first two attempts, so I’ll just congratulate you on getting self-hosted. Who’s your provider?

    • Rebekah Loper
      June 5, 2016 - 3:18 pm · Reply

      I know those days well! Our internet is kinda sketchy considering what we pay and the fact we’re located in town. Can’t win.

      Not self-hosted yet, just my own domain name. I’m still debating between SiteGround and InMotion, and need to save just a bit more money. 🙂

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About Rebekah

Rebekah Loper writes character-driven epic fantasy featuring resilient women in trying and impossible circumstances who just want to save themselves but usually end up saving the world, often while falling in love.
She lives in Tulsa, OK with her husband, dog, two formerly feral cats, a small flock of feathered dragons (...chickens. They're chickens), and an extensive tea collection. When she's not writing, she battles the Oklahoma elements in an effort to create a productive, permaculture urban homestead.