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Up Next: The Busbys are Moving to Alaska

I can’t remember when Sean first started talking about moving to Alaska. Proof that it’s been going on a loooooong time. As a practical midwestern girl, my first reaction was: WE’RE NOT MOVING TO ALASKA, AREYOUCRAZY?!   To anyone in the lower 48, moving to Alaska is sort of like moving to the moon. (Right?)   Even when we moved to Montana five years ago, it seemed relatively far from home — although it was a solid decision for both of us. Sean had his mountains, and I had my lakes. At the time, we both craved more lush, green…

“Outside by Design” — Featuring Mollie Busby

I am stoked to be featured on a weekly podcast called “Outside By Design”! Montana design firm Wheelie Creative is a rad company — and we work with them on projects for our new biz Yoga Hive Montana, for our nonprofit Riding On Insulin and hopefully someday for Two Sticks and a Board! Lisa (owner) and Dan (operations manager) interviewed me over a brew about life in Montana, about Sean and I becoming owners of a new yoga business, and where our yurt/expedition/life inspiration comes from. Give it a listen on your next run/bike/commute to work. Lots of laughter and nuggets of advice! Nugget…

Homesteading Win: DIY Lip Balm

When Sean started using the adjective “homesteader” to describe what we want to be someday, it made me feel nervous. Who are we to call ourselves homesteaders compared to people who have bees and chickens and trap their own meat and maintain entire farms supporting their family with veggies and all of life’s growable things? We’re just a pair of fresh, materialistic converts living in a used yurt and driving vegetable oil powered cars and — yeah. Ok. Nevermind. But seriously, homesteading in the traditional, full-blown sense seems far away—so, I’m taking baby steps. My herb garden (with three herbs in…

Soaking up simplicity — One of the best hikes in Whitefish

One of the things that worried me most about moving into an off-the-grid yurt in Montana was time.  It would take us more time to access our home. It would take us more time to do dishes by hand. It would take us more time to bring up water and transfer it into various buckets and bins for usage every week. But as I sit here, savoring a cup of french press coffee that I put time and care into making, I realize that through this yurt, I’m learning to slow down and embrace the pauses — to embrace the…

Happiness is a choice worth making

I was back in my hometown in Wisconsin recently, and took some time to go through my old journals. I laughed when I realized I had literally recorded, in writing, every moment of my middle and high school experience. It was entries from my 5th- and 6th-grade self that particularly fascinated me; I read the words “I am so happy!” and “I am so excited!” over and over again, like a recurring theme. You don’t remember things like that unless you write it down. I must have been the happiest kid on the planet. That got me thinking about how…

My Version of Minimalism: How to Edit a Wardrobe

I remember reading books when I was the Style Editor of a women’s magazine about how to edit a wardrobe. In other words, how to minimize the clothes in your closet to be most efficient — quality, not quantity. The photo below was me, at a time in my life when I was NOT embracing the idea of editing my closet. I was more focused on how to emcee a fashion show in harem pants. I was also the girl who’s closet bar collapsed under the weight of her wardrobe. Then slowly, as I moved west and my lifestyle changed,…

Yurt Deck Framing Complete — How to build a yurt deck

About four years ago, I awoke on a Sunday night to a massive crash in my apartment in Madison, Wisconsin. Having lived with roommates my entire college career, I was used to noise… but this one really startled me. I blinked through the darkness in my room, trying to think through my drowsiness. I looked to my left and realized something was exploding through the doors of my closet. You see, that was the day my closet bar collapsed under the weight of my hanging wardrobe; my clothes literally exploded out of the closet doors in the wee hours of…

Life in the Round: Building a Yurt in Montana

After three months of relatively constant travel, life has finally slowed down enough for Sean and I to breathe, ski our local mountain, walk our property with Daisy in tow, and reflect on the next journey we’re about to take. So it’s with great pride that we announce our next adventure: We’re building a yurt! I’m willing to bet you have some questions. Like, what the heck is a yurt and how did you decide to build one? Well. The answer is two-fold. This story starts at the end of 2012. Sean and I had just begun our journey as Greasecar owners with…

Thoughts on love… and marriage

During our first few months in Montana, I struggled to adjust. You see, back in Central Utah, we had a limited number of things to do with a limited number of friends with limited accessibility. Montana is the opposite, with opportunities around every corner. And yet, my instinct was to work through the day and most of the night because that’s what I was used to. First off, yes: I am a slight workaholic. Being connected via iPhone is a blessing for productivity and a curse for having a life outdoors. It doesn’t help (but also helps a lot!) that…

Our First Snow – a lesson on appreciating the forest & cultivating the trees

Well, it’s official. Our first snow in our new home has come and gone. It’s November in Montana, and dare I say it…winter is here! And while our hometown has changed since last year, Sean’s giddy feelings about the “first snow” have not. It’s like watching a kid on Christmas… except “Christmas” isn’t a set date. Christmas could happen any day—so when it does, it’s that much more of a surprise. If you know Sean, you know he was SnapChatting the moment it started to dump:   For the past two weeks, northwest Montana’s forecast has been calling for “snow”…

Marriage, Year Two: An Ode to Continued Transformation

September 24, 2013

Well—here we are! Today, Sean and I celebrate our second wedding anniversary, and I’m so proud to say how far we’ve come, hand-in-hand. I am living proof that life can pull a complete 180 in a year… and then do it over and over (and over). Four years ago, today (2009), I was a single, successful 24-year-old woman named Mollie Shambeau. A few years out of college from the University of Wisconsin-Madison with two bachelors’ degrees, I had never met Sean Busby and had never ridden a road bike. I was living in Madison as a well-known style/associate editor of a…

Daisy the Weim and the Cone of Pride

When we arrived home from New Zealand/Australia a few weeks ago, we were greeted by a Super Highway of bear activity, right out our front door. It was sort of like being at the zoo—except the house was our cage, and the bears were in the open, roaming as they pleased and picking apples from our apple tree to store up for winter. We would take our ceremonial photos, and then run outside yelling and banging pots to scare them off. After a week, we counted five different bears that had made our property a regular stopping point on their…

Plaid: The Official Uniform of Outdoor-minded Folk

My first memory of my wife (Mollie) before we started dating was the outfit she wore on our first official meet up. We met at a funeral of a young boy named Jesse (full story here); I had flown out to Wisconsin mid-winter to give his eulogy. A day after the funeral, I had a run in with Mollie while I was still in Wisconsin. She was wearing a red plaid shirt that instantly caught my attention. (She tells me now that the pattern is called “gingham.”) I took keen interest to this shirt and of course to Mollie. A…

Fueling Up with Waste Vegetable Oil

For 28 days, I’ve accepted the challenge to write every day. Find more on my motives here. See how far I’ve come here. I’ve been writing every day, but apparently the action of “blog posting” takes a bit more time than I have to spare! Thanks for bearing with me. Well, we finally made it to Waupaca! After about 24 hours drive time across 1450 miles in our trusty VW Golf TDI, we used about 35 gallons of waste vegetable oil and 3/4 of a tank of diesel fuel (which we only used because we ran out of veggie oil on the last leg…

Speaking “Universe” — Inspiration for daily life

A friend recently commented that she wished the “Universe” spoke to her more. I’m always spouting off The Universe-this, and The Universe-that… so I wrote, “The Universe is always speaking to you… you just have to listen!” And while I understand some people, like this friend, need a “brick to the head” version (her words!), I thought today would be a great day to explain how I “tune in.” For my analytics out there, straight up: There’s no way to prove something is a “sign” or a “message” from the Universe, or God, or whatever you prefer to deem a…

Artistic Expressions in Kyrgyzstan

Every so often, it’s nice to get a good dose of culture shock.  It’s a way to ground my views on life. In the winter sports realm, it’s a way to see mountains with a new perspective. A recent expedition to Kyrgyzstan did just that—and after seeing the country’s newly found/remote skiing subculture firsthand, this trip conjured a few new realizations as Mollie and I immersed ourselves in the Central Asian culture. 12th century Karakhanid Mausoleum Viewpoints of the west/America In the past, my expeditions were focused solely on discovering new lines and riding them in a unique and aesthetic nature. Experiencing…

I wrote a mini novel to tell you that it’s OK to drop a ball

December 3, 2012

My parents always told me that God never gives us anything we can’t—or aren’t meant to—handle. I’m not sure if it’s the guilt I felt for having to postpone a Riding On Insulin camp, the growing tire around my midsection that haunts my reflection in the mirror, or the fact that I bailed on a friend’s Christmas party today. Whatever it was, it hit me. I realized that something in my life has to change. I’ve blogged about this before—this crazy affect that the universe can have on me when I least expect it. I’ve got all these moving pieces…

Think Thankful: ASweetLife.org’s Jessica Apple Writes on Life in Tel Aviv

November 20, 2012

I don’t have a long post for today, but what I do have is something that should make us all a little more thankful. A few times a month, I write for ASweetLife.org from the perspective of a wife of someone with diabetes. (Who thought my role could have such a strong point of view!). So while I’m sitting here writing about this, Jessica and Michael—the founders of the website are living in Tel Aviv, where they set up shop with their family 15 years ago. Air raid sirens constantly ring through the air in a city once considered a…

Actively pursuing the balance

I get this a lot: Your life is so interesting! You’re so lucky that you get to travel and do all these cool things! The answer is yes. I feel extremely fortunate for my job and my lifestyle and the ability to be mobile. I’ve been in California for the past week, and just last night, flew to Portland for some meetings in the Pacific Northwest. When I return to California, Sean and I will spend Thanksgiving in southern Utah, and then head back home for a week or so before the first Riding On Insulin camp of the season hits and…

A little political comedy for Election Day, 2012!

In honor of today’s election and the highly anticipated outcome, I am going to refrain from making a political statement. Instead, I would like to provide some political comedy to make you laugh—because really, if you’ve voted, which you should, the outcome is out of your hands at this point. Rather than sitting in front of the TV waiting, you should sit in front of your computer and watch all the Bad Lip Reading YouTube videos. And then share them with your colleagues (because I know you—you’re reading this from work! GOTCHA!) There are tons of these (including one on…