Hockey Mom, Part 1 / by Amanda

Born and raised in North Dakota, I grew up surrounded by people with hockey coursing through their veins. I, however, had a much more casual relationship with not just hockey, but all sports in general – less rooted in my heart and soul, but more topical, like wearing a hat.

On Special Days | NNoTW December 31, 2020

This week’s story is about cake for lunch, and this week’s news is about a teenage gymnast, a soccer coach, and some lost-and-found Christmas presents. Happy 2021!

HanuCanada | NNoTW December 10, 2020

This week’s story is about my first Hanukkah in Canada, and this week’s news is about Blessing Boxes, a good night’s sleep, and a miniature Christmas village.  Read on.

The Tempo | NNoTW November 19, 2020

This week’s story is about my Ford Tempo, and this week’s news is about a sensory garden, 1,300 pairs of socks, and a lot of Thanksgiving turkey.  Read on.

North Dakota Nice News of the Week | November 5, 2020

This week’s story is about my five-year-old’s newfound interest, and this week’s news is about a newfangled engine, “The Superbowl of Field Reports,” and a ND Nice Facebook exchange about a dog named Rufus.  Read on.

The Assimilation of Canadian Kyle / By Amanda

I can avoid political discussion better than anyone in the universe.  I don’t talk politics with my husband.  I don’t talk politics with my best friend.  I don’t talk politics with my parents or my sister or my in-laws or my mailman or my coworkers or text message polls or random strangers on the street.  I once sat on the floor (I feel like I need to qualify that we were at a desk and chairs) during an acting session of the North Dakota state senate with my boss, a state senator, and still managed to not talk politics.  It’s a gift. [Read on]

North Dakota Nice News of the Week | September 24, 2020

I took the week off of work after my sons started back up at school so that I could, you know, take a nap or get a pedicure or just sit quietly after months of chaos.  By Friday I had yet to accomplish any of those things, and so my husband suggested that we take a bike ride to Thompson, have lunch (and maybe a lunch beer), and then ride back with enough time for me to give napping another try before it was time to pick up the boys at 3:00. [Read on]