Tag: my someone
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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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The Days I have to be Quiet
I’m terrible at being quiet. Actually, I’m incredible at being quiet. I can go hours without feeling the need to mutter a word, I can stealthily slink around our home and farm so silently My Someone is constantly hollaring out to find me when I’m in the next room. We have a tiny home, friends,…
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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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The Daddy of Them All
Guess wheerrrrreeee I’veeee beennnnnn… Did you pick up on the excitement in that first sentence? If not, and if the title wasn’t a dead give-away, well then I’ll just tell you. This past weekend My Someone and I traveled out to Colorado/Wyoming to attend Cheyenne Frontier Days. CFD is the world’s largest outdoor rodeo and western…
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Meet me in St. Louis
When I was a little girl, “Meet Me in St. Louis” was one of my favorite musicals. It’s probably strange that a 7-year-old knew this movie so well, but I’ve never been of the norm. What can I say, Judy Garland is my home gurl. Besides childhood memories of twirling around and belting out “Meet…
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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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Where Memories are Made
This past weekend, Yoda, My Someone and I headed to west Texas to visit our friend Garcia. Since My Someone had surprised me by showing up early in Middle-of-Corn, Kansas the night before, our road trip was able to begin a little earlier, but after three hours in the car from Kansas to Stillwater and…
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Turkey hunting, for the attention deficit.
I wasn’t going to write about My Someone this week. Two posts in a row is just too much. Branch out Danielle, don’t be that girl. However, the two blog post story ideas for this week were turkey hunting and chickens calling, both of which involved My Someone. So I wasn’t going to write one…
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