*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 … Continue reading Till the Cows Come Home to Double Dan Ranch
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If He Coordinates His Rope Color Just for You… Marry Him.
Today marks our one year. In a way, it seems a little silly to be celebrating a one year anniversary when we are getting married in exactly one month and one day and the whole anniversary thing will be completely changed. But, in my dating history I've only made it consecutively to one year ONE … Continue reading If He Coordinates His Rope Color Just for You… Marry Him.
Wordless Wednesday: Did I do that?
Rural Vegan
Warning: this blog contains my makeup-free face. Hide yo kids, hide yo wife, cuz we goin vegan up in here. I live smack dab in the middle of nowhere, and halfway on the way to everything. My closest small city is Joplin, which is an hour away. For something a little more urban like Tulsa, … Continue reading Rural Vegan
