Things I’m realizing about myself….

Confession.. I don’t really enjoy doing laundry. How do I know this? Well, here’s a little story. I have a dear sweet friend that shared a book with me some years ago about simplifying- cleaning out and getting rid of clothes you don’t need or use. Finally it happened, I’d had enough. I was ready to clear out all the clothes I’d hung onto for one reason or the other. Sidenote, can we just talk about the tshirt drawer for a minute? Who needs that many t shirts? It’s like they hold sentimental value. You know, a memory of an event or season in life. But really, it was time to let them go… Now then, I strategically tackled every dresser drawer and closet that held the collection of too many years of fabric. It felt so good not to fight with the closet and drawers for space once the clean out was complete!! Freedom!!

Other than this thought that I continued to push out of my mind, but I feel the need to share it with you, and that thought was, “what if I run out of clothes.” However, I didn’t let that thought stop me. I quickly pushed that out of my mind because I was turning over a new leaf. I wouldn’t need all those extra clothes because I had decided to stay on top of the laundry. I’d keep it all caught up, that way, running low on clothes wouldn’t be an issue. I mean, we now have 3 adults living in the house and one 15 year old, surely this could finally happen! No more little people demands. Excluding the fact that it’s summer on a farm, let’s not even factor that into the scenario.

Which brings me to my second realization… I’m terrible at keeping all the clothes washed. I try and try but inevitable it gets me every time. Victory over the mound of laundry is temporary. Since moving to the farm it seems to have gotten worse. When we moved here, I had this bright idea to move the laundry room to the basement. Wade got right on that and in just a few short hours everything was up and running. Yay!! Yay until it comes to needing to wash laundry. Laundry has become the “out of sight out of mind” scenario. Thus is the need for so many clothes. You get what I’m saying?

Plus, who leaves their dirty laundry out everywhere? Not me. I don’t want to look at it all the time, so I cleverly hide it behind a door and the pile just grows. Ignore. Ignore. Ignore. That has been my philosophy. Which may work fine until you clean out all of

your drawers and closets and a few days pass, then a few more days pass, til all of a sudden you reach into your drawers and reality hits…. I HAVE TO DO LAUNDRY!! There’s nothing to wear. I’m left with cuddle dubs on an 80 degree day with a side of “no one should see me in this” outfit.

What am I to do?!?! Where’s the lesson in this?  Could it just be, “grow up and get it together!” or maybe it’s realizing that I too, am a work in progress. Still not yet perfected. Although my heavenly Father calls me a masterpiece I’m not yet completed. My solution?Leave that dirty laundry closet door open so that every time I make my way that direction I’m reminded there’s more work to be done. No room to be hiding what needs to be dealt with behind a closed door. As well, I will not just fill up my drawers and closets with more stuff just to avoid laundry. I’m going to continue to make progress. Can’t keep covering up what I need to face. Can anyone relate?


So Long 2018…. It’s Been Real Fun!!

Change has come. New beginnings have taken place. Now we start another year.


The farm in January 2018

The fact that I haven’t posted in almost a year should indicate just how much has been happening on the farm in 2018. It’s been very active!!

2018 was full of wonderful life events and business victories. Here’s a snapshot of how it all went down (let’s see how well my memory is working). As usual, we kicked off our year fasting in preparation for what was to come. This Continue reading

Thankful.. Grateful.. Blessed..

It’s the night before Thanksgiving and I’ve chopped, mixed, cooked, and baked in preparation for the big meal.  Oh, this is noteworthy, we are using a fresh turkey that we purchased from a neighboring farm friends at Worth the Wait Farm, since it was fresh processed and not store-bought it didn’t come with the weight on it. I literally had to use my produce scale to weigh the bird so I could calculate the amount of time it would take to cook the thang!  I guess you had to be there, but it totally cracked me up!! I should have taken a picture… I’ve been in and out of the kitchen all afternoon and have loved every minute!! I don’t know about you, but some years it’s more enjoyable than others and this is one of those enjoyable years. I’ve had the whole family in on the fun and I know they have LOVED it!! Well, maybe not as much as me (smirky smile, with a little evil laugh).

Here’s another pretty amazing thing about living in the North, your freezer it HUGE this time of year! it’s like a big walk in freezer! There is a possibility that at this moment there is a table outside, under our car port that is LOADED with food!! LoL!! It’s 32 degrees… Hmmm, you think it’ll freeze?? I guess we’ll find out in the morning… EEK!!

Anyway, I’m thrilled to have so much already prepared for tomorrow’s feast. I hope that whatever your Thanksgiving meal looks like it creates an atmosphere of thankfulness and reflection of just how, in spite of what kind of year you’ve had, there is always something to be grateful for. I’m not sure if I’ve shared this story with you before, but I definitely feel like it is perfect for this moment… I can not tell you how many times my mom came home, picked me up and off to the nursing home we would go. It was usually because she was having a cruddy day. She had a dear sweet friend there and we would go visit with her. To be frank, it wasn’t my favorite thing to do as a kid, but my mom would remind me that there are always people worse off than yourself and the best way to get over yourself is to serve someone else. That lesson, while not intentional on her part, was an example to me of  just how important it is to look outside of ourselves and realize that Blessings are all around us.

There are so many other stories I could tell you about moments like that, moments that moved our focus from “me” to “others.” On Thanksgiving as you sit around a table full of people whom you love, or table of empty chairs that were once filled take time to focus on your Blessings. Remember to have a Grateful heart, even if it’s just the little things this year. I know one thing I’m Thankful for, you!!

Oh give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; For His compassion and lovingkindness endure forever.                              ~Psalm 107:1 amp



My Favorite Girl!!!

Last weekend, Sophie and I headed out on a girl’s day adventure… First, we headed to Shipshewana for a day full of shopping(mainly looking) and horses.  I love that she likes spending time with me!

We had a first on our adventure, Sophie’s first Starbucks, she wasn’t overly impressed. She had hot chocolate and I sipped on some spicy coffee concoction. Then we were off to a the Shipshewana Vintage Christmas Market.  This was my part of the day, however, we both loved all the fabulous vendors. So many creative things! There were super cute boutiques, chippy architectural pieces, and fabulously repurposed crafts.  We

“Mom, watch the road!”

shopped and browsed every aisle, oohing and awwing at every turn. As we walked, we talked about all the things we could create and make; picked up cute creative trinkets and thought about all the people we knew that would love the treasures we had found.

After that came Sophie’s favorite part, Mid America Cowgirl Rodeo Drill Team, their first show! We had a blast watching those girls ride their hearts out!! Around the barrels, across fire, standing atop of horses, all in a day’s work. Several times I gasped and covered my eyes. Sophie would look over at me and laugh with a look that clearly said, “Really mom!” For a girl that loves horses Shipshewana is the place to be.  Horses everywhere, and not just the ones in the show, but the amish community was out in full force! Horses and buggies everywhere!!

When the show was over we were starving and ready to head home to share our day’s adventure with the boys. I’d have to say the best moment of the day happened on the way home, when Sophie looked over at me and said, “I think this was my favorite girl’s day so far.” Gooosh!! My heart swelled with delight.

Days like these reminds me of just how fast things change and kids grow up.  While there were many other things I could have done on Saturday, but the best place I could be was right where I was.

As moms, we can get so caught up in the day to day demands of life that we look over the moments that make for great memories and times that draw us closer to our children. Just like our heavenly Father desires to spend time with us, His children, so do our children desire time with us. Time is the greatest gift we can give in a culture that seems to lack it.