Michelle Wolfe

When I die and come back as something else, I'm SO coming back as a loved barn cat. Being a barn cat with a real home at your disposal might be the best life of all. This is Huntley Dahmer the cat. He lives in the southern Madison Valley and has the best life of any cat I've ever met.

I unwillingly joined a club in March of 2005. It was raining like hell in Bozeman when I got a phone call from my father in Mexico, where my parents were living the good life. That phone call became my membership card into the "Your Mom Isn't Here Anymore" club.

I fell in love with Jason Faulkner's lyrics and voice the first time I heard "Author Unknown", even though that was far from the start of his career.

No. I don't know how to cook. Please don't judge me. I'm learning now and that's all that matters. My father, ironically, is one HELL of a good cook and has been (out of necessity) since he was very young.

I need your help. My dad and I are going on a road trip again this summer andI need your good road trip ideas. Good destinations from Bozeman. And here are the only stipulations:

When I die, I'm SO coming back as a barn cat. Being a barn cat with a real home at your disposal might be the best life of all. This is Huntley Dahmer the cat. He lives in the southern Madison Valley and has the best life of any cat I've ever met.

January and February are tough months to say you love this place. Yeah, the skiing is generally great but the weather is notoriously unpredictable with some days significantly below zero and others unseasonably "messy warm" in the 40s.

So I've already had breakfast this morning at the Huntley Dining Room. It's really quite pleasant when you're one of the first people awake in the building. Biscuits and gravy are always a good idea in my book. So Big Sky skiing is on the agenda today. "The Biggest Skiing In American", they say.

O.k., we thought Michelle (our resident Scrooge) was going to be a little upset by our first holiday desk makeover...instead she called it "amateur hour". She'll see this little present first thing tomorrow morning. Do you think she'll be impressed? Also, check out what we did to her office door:

Your sweet morning show host isn't exactly the holiday decorating type. Ironically, she shares an office here with someone who is on the exact opposite side of that spectrum. It's been quite amusing to watch that play out and really bring out Wolfe's inner Scrooge. So, we decided to greet her with this holiday surprise.

Holiday parties scare me a little. Ask anyone. It's the time of year where many folks go a little overboard with the "cheer" and make an ass of themselves.

I'll plead ignorance and ask for your help! I've inherited a wood burning stove with this house and it's been a LONG TIME since I had to maintain one. Can you give me some advice????