when you are sitting by yourself, watching your daughter's hockey practice (#girlscanplaytoo) (I forever will find this hashtag humorous) ... and a strange man plops himself down beside you and begins the conversation with "I don't believe we've met"... you know you need to buckle yourself up for a wild ride... just when you think... Continue Reading →
"modern love is the enterprise that everyone wants to be a part of, yet there's a fifty percent divorce rate in round one and a sixty-five percent divorce rate in round two." (Esther Perel) I was sick of listening to my normal podcasts that deal with running and vulnerability... so I ventured out of my... Continue Reading →
Kate Hudson and I share a birthyear... 1979... that's not where the comparisons end... blonde - check... three kids (2 boys and 1 girl) - check... amazing mothers (her's a strict Buddhist and mine a strict Christian) - check... love for stretchy, yoga style clothing - check... this is where the comparisons start to take... Continue Reading →
I thought I might be done blogging... it takes a considerable amount of time and effort... with trying to run more and keep up with all the farm and kids sports/lives I just felt like I should let it go... but then I was at my Grandpa's funeral and his sister told me that her... Continue Reading →
is our only opportunity to be an athlete when we are young and in school/college? or can we continue the quest of athletics as we age? should athletes only be the best of the best or does anyone applying themselves and working at a sport get to call themselves an athlete? I grew up... Continue Reading →
when my ten year old daughter comes home from school and asks me if I think she needs "those kneepad things for my ankles", I begin to wonder if she should have signed up to play volleyball after all... ahhhh... school is back in session... and with it every mom is completely overwhelmed... we were... Continue Reading →
nothing I love to do more than fight the system... the farmer never lets me know of protests going on for fear that I will get involved... recently, a neighbour's yard is being threatened by a road going through it and I went to town council to put a protest in about it... I was... Continue Reading →
I seldom talk to the farmer during harvest... so when asked the question 'how is harvest going?', I tend to have a dumb expression on my face... it's not that I have no interest in the yields and breakdowns and which piece of land we are on... it is more the fact that I am... Continue Reading →
the farmer got upset with his oldest son who is driving the grain cart for not helping combine drivers clean their headers out... he was just telling him the other night how it is his job as a cart driver to get out and help them... so yesterday, my sixteen year old, trying to be... Continue Reading →
i feed a farmer 