Angel Wheeler

The Little Trailer House on the Prairie

  • Out My Window

    I’d love to leave you the impression that I live on a sprawling, open, isolated huge amount of land out in the middle of nowhere.  But I’d be lying to you if I left you that impression. I live in a trailer house next to a highway, next to a railroad track.  Joy. There are… Read more

  • Country Living

    We moved out to our Little Trailer House on the Prairie on March 15th.  Less than 4 weeks ago.  In this short time, there are a few lessons I’ve learned.  First off, there ain’t no rest out here.  Yes it’s pretty peaceful, no one comes to my door selling magazines, and Toby, the dang barking dog… Read more

  • Just In: Chicken Fatality Report

    They, whoever they are, say death comes in three’s.  Since I last wrote about my chickens, one more has died, which brings the number of fatalities to 3.  It was the little chick I was worried about before.  The antisocial black one with a little yellow spot on its head who stood in the corner and stared.  She didn’t even get… Read more

  • Signs of Morning

    Morning Time is quickly becoming my favorite time of day. I can easily say this today, on a Sunday. More specifically the Sunday after I’ve had 8 days off of work. Maybe tomorrow morning I won’t feel the same.  Tomorrow.  The dreaded Monday.  More specifically, the first day back to work.  The first day back to work after Spring… Read more

  • Slow as Molasses

    I have officially declared myself unfit as a chicken mama. Someone call CPS. No, not Child Protective Services, ring up Chicken Protective Services. I lost another chicky.  I don’t know the cause of death,  I contribute it to Mother Nature.  Beneath my electrical pole, it is beginning to look something like a chicken cemetery.  Two down, Fifteen… Read more

  • Oh Happy Day

    I received a phone call this morning at 6:40 from the United States Postal Service informing me that I had a package to pick up as soon as possible.  I jumped in the shower, threw on my clothes, and rushed off without a bit of make-up. Yes, my friends, the day has finally arrived.  The day… Read more

  • A Horse Story

    Spring Break has begun for me today.  I have 9 days off and 900 things on my ever-growing to-do list to accomplish.  Number one being pack, move, and unpack.  My husband is super busy, and I can’t wait for him, so tonight I packed most of my kitchen, my china, my plates, my Tupperware, and… Read more

  • Footprints in the Snow

    A couple days ago, my husband shoveled us out of the snow.  It was just in the nick of time too.   I believe with my all of my being that he was on the verge of having a full on attack of deliriousness as a side effect of the cabin fever he’d developed after being cooped in the house.  It’s like we were living in The Shining.  We… Read more

  • The Memory of a Sound

    I recently purchased this magazine. I say recently, but it was way back in 2010. I have no idea why I would purchase a magazine called Do it yourself, since I don’t do anything myself.  There must have been something that caught my eye on the cover, but now…..who knows? This is one of those… Read more

  • Got No Power Windows

    Let me tell you about my yesterday. We had to do some work on the chicken coop, so I needed my new, old truck to help haul some old wood for me.  We tore down one side of the chicken coop that was just crappy old particle board hammered together. We’re replacing it with some rustic looking… Read more