“That girl” on Flight 2137

Do you ever have those moments when you ask yourself, “Why am I such a walking disaster?” I mean, I try like Hell to be coordinated and ladylike (despite the swear word in the beginning of this sentence). My parents paid for years of dance lessons and gymnastics. I look at my maternal genetic lineage …

Christmas Tidings from Mid-Missouri

I know Christmas was two weeks ago, but I wanted to share with y'all a secret santa type group I participated in called Christmas in the Country. While Christmas in the Country is in it's second year, this was my first to partake. It basically works the same as secret Santa, but with ag bloggers. …

Signs you’ve hit your tired, overworked breaking point

I feel like my posts as of late all have the same subliminal messages. Danielle is busy. Danielle is tired. Danielle is working four jobs. Sorry, y'all. I promise the end of this madness is near. No one will be happier than me... except maybe My Someone — not only is he most days the …

Where We Are

When I said early next week, I really should've said mid-three weeks from now. I think that first sentence describes what my life is like — has been like — for the last six months. It's so busy and crazy I just lose track of time. However, I am really excited that there is a …

Where We Started

As I sit here, staring at my kitchen with only a few cabinet doors hung and an entire house lacking base boards, I realize I seriously am in need of some new motivation for home remodel. We did so much, so quickly, that My Someone and I have spent the past couple of months in …

My Husband’s Truck

I fear how backwoods Okie I am about to sound with the content of this post, but just roll with me here for a bit. Do you ever have one of those weeks? You know, those weeks where you have an impossible to achieve to-do list ahead of you, the house never seems to stay …

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 …

Strawberry Fields Forever: 101 in 1001 Update

A few months ago I created a 101 in 1001 list of all the things I would like to try/learn/accomplish in the next two and 3/4 years. One item on that list — Learn how to can Shortly after publishing said list, I text my mother-in-law (who will henceforth be known on HH&SS as 'Mama …

I Went to Lexington and Returned With a Sombrero

If you follow me on Instagram, then you probably understand the radio-blogging-silence on my end has a whole lot to do with my husband and I's current housing situation. One which I plan on throughly blogging about, just as soon as I'm finished painting. And in case you didn't already know, repainting an entire home …

What I Learned My First Two Months of Marriage

A few of you just snorted at the title, I could feel it... futuristically feel it, that is. 'Two months little girl? Try 25 years.' Don't worry my marriage veterans, I'm not here to tell you I have this whole "till death do us part" thing figured out, I'm here to tell you what I've …