smile (noun)

they say a picture is worth a thousand words…well that is true and all but I seem to think that there is another something that worth far more than a thousand words. a smile.img_2249i’m a “get it done” type of girl and I think sometimes this spills over into the rude category. i have to ask myself every once in a while: at the checkout line am I in too big of a hurry to be kind or considerate to the casher or the person in front of or behind me? what about while I’m driving am I in too big a hurry to smile and wave at that person riding a bike or the little amish children in their yard, playing? a smile cost me nothing. and takes no time or effort to give away.img_2257img_2258my perfectly mapped out agenda and well-manicured calendar are both not good enough excuses to not notice, or be kind, to the humans I come in contact with on a daily basis. Those times that seem to be very inconvenient, most often, have proven to be the times that i remember with the most fondness…because when we give, truly give; no matter the gift. we always get way more back.img_2254img_2251winston churchill once said “we make a living by what we get. we make a life by what we give.” so true! so today i purpose to give away more smiles and more quiet kindness. wither it’s listening to someone else; when i’d rather check that last item off my “to-do” list. or simply waving to my neighbor, accompanying by a smile. something so small and so simple can change a person’s day.img_2256

Happy First Day of Fall!!!!!!




img_2137i’ve always wanted to make them. and finally i bought the “forbidden” corn syrup to satisfy my little heart with this accomplishment. a little side note here, isn’t it funny how we aren’t suppose to use this liquid sweetener in cooking but well eat it in all the other candies and dare i say marshmallows. but to make all you health nuts feel better, i’m currently on a quest to create some using honey instead. they won’t taste as wonderful, but everyone will feel healthy and that’s all that matters?!?!? img_2156they tasted great!!! but they don’t toast up well, so they are a fail if you want to use them for s’mores over a fire. but as for hot chocolate, i don’t know if i’ll ever want to use the ones from the store ever again!! img_2152i’m one of the few weird humans that will admit to having a love for marshmallows…seriously i really do!!! remember everything in moderation…so i don’t eat more than three at a time=) hehe 

so now that i can make them myself i won’t have to purchase them any more. and soon i’ll be trying to make homemade gram cracker. img_2148i used the recipe from the year of cozy  btw; i love this book and her blog so much it’s seriously one of my top five=) her directions are written in such a down to earth and easy way. i just can’t praise her work enough.

since autumn’s a moment away (i mean this thursday is the official, calendar date) and the nights are just beginning to feel a slight bit chilly (or i’m imagining they are) i’ve been enjoying a cup of this hot wonderfulness quite a bit. well if you had a ton of “homemade” marshmallow wouldn’t you?!?!?


country girl?


i’m not the girl who you’ll see in jeans and boots. more like am in a chic outfit, completely unrelated to the outdoors or animals. if i told any passer-by that i lived on my own mini farm, they wouldn’t believe me.

but i’m a true farm girl.

i’m the girl who’s feeding her horses in workout shorts and a tank top, complete with boots. hay sticks to my sweaty arms. i’m tired. it’s been a long day, i have normally just completed a short workout. i gather eggs, most of the time i don’t have a bucket so i carry them in my shirt and i drop one more often than i would like to admit.

this is real life.

my boots, sitting faithfully next to my front door, are more wore than that girl i pass in rural king…but you’ll never see me in them in public. i wear those at home…every single day.  side note: i’m the girl who’s actually never been thrown. i can ride better than most. but this fact you’ll never know.

i love my horse so much. after a tough real life situation he’s the one who hears about my trials and sometimes if i cry he sees. he’s my baby.

i’m a country girl. i’m real.