A little simplicity goes a long way.

I'm still trying to decide whether this holds any truth to it, You can the girl out of California, but you can't take the California out of the girl. What do you think?

Sure, I still wear earrings when I go out to do the chores. Maybe sometimes I do my hair before heading out. Okay, just a couple times I put a little makeup on. Then there was this one time I...oh, never mind.

But I will say a recent conversation with my husband will throw some off my CA friends and family off their rocker. It actually made me think I may have disproved that saying, if only for a few seconds.

Our conversation went a little something like this: 
Me: What is the weather gonna be like tomorrow?
J: Say's it's gonna be about 40 degrees.
Me: Oh, that will be so nice! 

What?! Just a few years ago I would have bundled up, put on some Sex and the City episodes and made some hot cocoa with that type of weather! Instead I put on a pair of jeans, a jacket, slipped on some Bogs and headed outside as soon as the sun came up ready and willing to get down and dirty and help with the chores. Ree would be so proud only she probably isn't because I'm positive she doesn't read my blog. 

Some days I wonder if I was meant to be in the country all along. 
There sure is something to be said about simplicity.

Wordless Wednesdays - Hey, Good Lookin'

Well, he's not invicinble.

My first sight as I pulled into the driveway was a bloody dog. It was the fearless Gringo.

My first thought was Oh mi gawd, he ate a puppy! After realizing I was being a bit dramatic, I tried to calm down.

I scanned around for J then I thought, Oh mi gawd. Where is Jigs?! He ate Jigs. I'm going to give myself a heart attack one day.

Let me say that Gringo is the most playful, fun-loving dog on the ranch. He would never actually eat a puppy or Jigs but when you are me you automatically think the worst.

I got out of the car and took a look, but the blood was everywhere and I couldn't tell where on his head he was cut. I call out for J who was inside on the phone with our local vet.

Turns out it looked a lot worse than it was. It was a deep cut on his ear that wouldn't stop bleeding. Since J tried to doctor him a few times the blood was all over his face and paws. We don't know if it was a coyote or maybe barbed wire (since the dogs jump over and through the gates), but whatever it was gave him a good cut.

He's better now and the bleeding has stopped. I will say it's scary seeing your best guard dog covered in blood.

funny cards.

My mom finds the most appropriate cards for J and I.  Here was J's birthday card.

Wordless Wednesdays - Our newest addition!

Where there's a will there's a way...

The ranch's two new escape artists.

The Real Farmwives of Colorado.

I've joined the ranks of other farm wives. We come from all different walks of life, but have the same passion and love for our family of animals.

We make up the Farm Wife Project of Colorado and let me warn you - we are armed and dangerous. Okay, not really dangerous.

Stay tuned (and be sure to follow my blog) for stories from farm and ranching wives from all over the great state of Colorado. This will be fun and quite entertaining!

Special thanks to Rachel Vermillion for getting this started and Caleb Schultz of Rural Aesthetics for the FarmWife Project logo!

30 years

My lovely husband,

Happy 30th birthday.

You have worked so hard this past year (especially the last few months) and deserved a birthday celebration to remember!

This past weekend was a great way to ring in not only the new year but the next decade of your life! Can you believe that twenty of your hometown friends came, some driving as many as 16 hours, just to celebrate your special day?! Goes to show how very special you are to everyone that knows you.

I look forward to celebrating many more birthdays together and on your 60th being able to look back and see how far we've come.

I love you so very much.

Happy Birthday.

At J's b-day dinner. He walked into a room full of his closest friends yelling "Surprise!"

J grew up with these boys. They hadn't skied together in years.