i just found the perfect pair of boyfriend jeans…
my life might be complete now.
the only thing is, while the fit is FABULOUS…the boyfriend part needs to be a little more distressed…
does that make sense?!
i keep hoping those fab junk gypsy ladies will post a tutorial as to how they do their jeans…but until then, i will have to google it!
A few weeks ago my husband and some friends competed in a Ranch Rodeo. This is a rodeo where the events mimic real life ranch chores…doctoring calves, loading calves in trailers, sorting them, and milking them….and so on and so forth.
Their team had a fantastic time and ended up winning third…not bad for their first time! My husband also took third in the mugging contest…which is the first picture, his job was to hold the cow still while the other cowboy milked it, took off the rope and then ran with both to the finish line.
We love our western lifestyle and raising our kids this way is a dream come true. And it looks like they love it too!
*all photos by Chaps 'n' Spurs Photography (firstname.lastname@example.org)*
This past Saturday was our local town’s “Sport’s Day”…basically our version of a county fair. And nothing is complete without a parade!! My darling husband was SO looking forward to taking “The Big Boys” and wagon in it.
….it’s something that has been on his bucket list forever!
Nothing like a small town parade to make you smile!
Welcome to our front porch and as any farm or ranch wife knows…this can make or break a woman.
Endless mud, dust, dog/cat/horse hair and cow manure is trekked in daily. Not to mention the numerous coats, hats, boots and stuff that is always needed, because it never fails that you put away the winter clothes and it snows…in June. Oh, and don’t forget the vaccination guns, gloves, bug spray, sunscreen and argh…..you get the drift!
Cute kid chaps that we found in Las Vegas and my husband’s old steer-riding rope.
I LOVE the longhorns…again, Vegas. That was a great shopping trip! I LOVE Cowboy Christmas!!
And our fabulous bench…I use this thing a million times a day, usually the car seat is sitting on top, and the hooks are a dream….my daughter can reach no problem!
This is my attempt at a Pottery Barn decorating trick…they always have photos tucked everywhere and I love the look.
(And yes, that’s my hubby steer-riding, I think he was about 13?)
My version of organizing…the vintage crates hold all my kid’s boots, shoes, mitts, etc.
My daughter can get out and put away her stuff easily!
So, I’m just a tiny bit excited about the newest members to our farm…I managed to post pictures on Facebook and Twitter within an hour of their arrival!! (I didn’t get my kids pictures up this fast!) We are the proud new owners of a team!!
Chester and Danny seem like pretty calm guys and I can’t wait to get to know them…and for the memories to start filing away in our kid’s minds. This is an adventure that my husband and I always talked about; am I a lucky girl or what?! Not many people get to cross things off their bucket list at age 30!!
Growing up, my best friend lived on a huge ranch where they spent just about every day on horses. I loved going there and doing everything from either horseback or with the team. They fed all their cattle with a team and wagon, and in the winter would take all (7!!) of us kids out for sleigh rides, pulling our sleds behind the wagon and out to the hills. There we would have bonfires and toboggan till we couldn’t see the top of the hill anymore. I LOVED those times and think about them often! One memory is that S., my friend’s dad, would never stop the wagon if you fell off your sled…we did a lot of running to catch up!! (Good exercise…could you imagine the kids now a days?!?! They would never make it!)
This world that my kids are growing up in is so different than the one I remember from my childhood, and it really wasn’t that long ago that I was a kid…it scares me how much kids are missing because they are walking around with those (stupid) earphones in listening to an ipod, or face buried in a video game as they sit in a restaurant eating dinner with their family. What kind of memories is this making for a kid?
“Remember the time we drove to the Grand Canyon?”
“Ummmm….was that when we watched Nemo 77 times in the car?”
What happened to campfires and playing kick the can in the dark? Or laying out in your sleeping bags on the trampoline and looking at the stars? Building forts in the bales and scaring the pants off your city cousins when the coyotes began to howl? Or skating for hours and hours on the dugout while your parents sat visiting around a bonfire? Camping in a coulee and hauling everything down there on your horse? Or Riding bareback everywhere all summer?
Memories like those don’t just appear…you have to make them. How much time and effort my parents put into making sure that we got to go fishing or camping or riding…I’m only starting to realize now how much work that must have been, but at the time, I just got to have the time of my life.
This is the first step in making that happen for my kids…
I am so excited!!