Tag: Kentucky
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Raising Beef, Living on Chicken — Alpha Gal Syndrome
It was late September 2020 when after mowing a tall patch of grass on the farm my torso became covered in chigger bites. A couple of weeks later, I realized I couldn’t stop scratching all over my body. I attributed the constant scratching to the reason the bug bites on my stomach would not seem…
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Trick Candles and The Crashed Cake
I’m not great with dates. As a matter of fact, I struggle remembering if my husband’s birthday is September 29 or 30. It’s the 30th… But it doesn’t stop me from debating between the those two days constantly. So it works well for me that my dad and my father-in-law’s birthdays fall within a day…
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BURN ALL THE THINGS
As I sat there in my home office, on a beautiful spring day, the breeze blowing, the birds singing, the temperature inviting. It was the perfect combo for a day of windows open as fresh air circulated through our home. But, no. Instead I accepted that I was, in fact, living on a post apocalyptic…
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Dog Costumes and Frito Chili Pies
My Someone and I hosted our annual party this past weekend. I say annual party with no particular theme involved. You see, after our wedding, My Someone quickly realized his wife personality was “go big or go home” when it came to party planning and hosting. My creative driven mind and obsessive attention to detail…
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For the Love of Habaneros
I have a lot of “I told you so moments” happen in my life, I can be a little bit of a quiet know-it-all and as it goes with any form of know-it-all, when the moments of being wrong come hither, they come hither strong. A couple of months ago, My Someone and I were…
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Till the Cows Come Home to Double Dan Ranch
*Confession* Referring to my husband as a “farmer” is incredibly awkward to me. He raises livestock, not crops, so in my mind and probably most everyone’s west of the Mississippi he qualifies as a rancher. On the other hand, my husband finds it incredibly awkward when I refer to him and his parents as ranchers…
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Janet, Miley and Rollin’ on the River
If you’re a personal Facebook friend on mine, you might have seen me say something about a blog post I’d be doing today. Well, in typical Danielle fashion, I changed my mind, and decided to write this instead. So I attended my first Catholic wedding… I’ve always heard rumors, then when I started dating My…
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Before I’m gone.
Deposits are being made, plans are coming together, notice has been given at work, boxes are being packed and the countdown app on my phone is showing numbers like “4” on it. In honor of my favorite, not ladylike phrase to use, “Shit is getting real.” And it’s getting real, fast. I’ve begun throwing around…
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Fifteen Ways
Pioneer Woman started it, I swear. I saw a picture of Hereford cows and was sucked in immediately to whatever else was in the article. But… it wasn’t about my favorite bovine breed, it was about mush stuff. Her article “15 ways Marlboro Man and I are different” was exactly what the title leads it…
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