I don’t blog daily or even weekly, but I like to write when the time is right.  We pride ourselves on being able to get along with all kinds of people.  We have friends all over the world with all different political views, backgrounds and vantage points.  So right, wrong, indifferent, agree or disagree….we won’t treat you any differently if you happen to see the world differently than we do.   At the end of the day…Barbecue brings us all together anyway.  Meat. Smoke. Love.

August 2, 2018: My Annual Music Video

Last year, I picked a song that fit the year for our family, and filled it with pictures and videos from our farm.  All of you and your big ol’ hearts made it easy to pick the song for this year.  Love, love, love y’all!  Watch it here.

June 27, 2018: The Day Our House Burned and Tips for Recovery

I always questioned if my faith would waiver in a time of tragedy.  I wondered if I would cry out, “Why God?”  I wondered if I’d feel abandoned or angry.  I wondered if my relationship with God would falter….Keep Reading.

September 7, 2017 : Is it really God’s plan?

In times of tragedy, I always hear people say things like, “It’s all part of God’s plan” or “God won’t give you more than you can handle.” While that all may bring a sense of momentary comfort, I just don’t believe that’s true…..Keep Reading.

May 1, 2017 : Why We Love Barbecue People

It’s hard to explain cook offs to people outside of the circuit.  Best put; we spend an exuberant amount of money to have a weekend with little or no sleep, in that sultry southern sunshine, slaving over a hot pit…all for the chance to win a trophy and prize money that usually pales in comparison to the amount of money that goes into this hobby.  Yes, we pay to have that much fun…..Keep Reading

January 1, 2017: New Years 2017

I feel like I should have some grand epiphany going into a new year; like some huge plan for my existence starting tomorrow.  But I don’t.  I’m not even big on resolutions.  Because, if I’m being honest, I know I won’t stick to something I feel pressured into.  I’m a rebel like that, I guess.  And New Years resolutions feel like just that; some enormous pressure to change my path….Keep Reading

November 8, 2016: My First Ballot

Confession: I am 33 years old, I love all things red, white and blue, and today was my first time ever in a voting booth.  And I’d be lying if I didn’t also confess I was slightly disappointed when Lee Greenwood wasn’t playing in the community center while I voted.  But that’s beside the point….Keep Reading

May 5, 2016: America The Great

I made the choice to have 4 children. When I go shopping, I really appreciate when there’s a family bathroom for people like me. But I’m not offended when there’s not. I prefer the changing table be in a stall and not out in the middle of the restroom. When I was nursing, I loved an area to breastfeed comfortably and privately. But when there’s not, I make due….Keep Reading

April 9, 2015: Like Bluebonnets in the Spring

I’ve never been afraid of getting older. 30 came and went, and I honestly forget regularly if I’m 31 or 32….or 33? I loved being in Aggieland, but was excited to graduate, too. I enjoyed a career, but now love staying home with our babies.   Not that any stage of life is without its difficulties, but I’ve thoroughly enjoyed all of them. I’ve never looked back and wondered where the heck the time went….Keep Reading

January 13, 2015: Confession

A few Sundays back, I said a cuss word under my breath on our way into church because my 3 year old traipsed his happy self through a puddle…in brand new shoes. Not like a little puddle….more like a small pond. And I was already mad we were late. And I didn’t have anything to change him into….Keep Reading

January 7, 2015: Taking Pride in All We Do

The moment I quit expecting more appreciation, I became a better mom. The day I embraced my role as a servant to my family, I began to enjoy each of them more. That very second I became secure in who I am and what my role is in my family, I breathed a huge sigh of relief and quit trying to prove my worth to everyone around me….Keep Reading

May 28, 2014: Who We Are

Simply put, we love all things America. Not modern day, whitewashed, over-tolerant America.  Old America.   The one where kids were spanked and adults worked hard for what they had.  The one where families gathered around the supper table and prayed before meals….Keep Reading