Faith, Hope, and Love a Cowboy

Faith Hope and Love are three very important things to have when you are a cowboy’s wife. Garth wasn’t kidding when he said “Whatcha gonna do with a Cowboy?” It’s such a satisfying struggle to love someone that is so passionate with such an unbridled spirit. It kind of feels like you are standing in the middle of a raging storm, praying you wont get hit by lightning and loving every minute of it but wondering how you got there in the first place.

The trick is figuring out how to balance that storm. I lean on faith. Faith that God has a plan and I have this cowboy for a reason. Faith that my prayers for help are heard. Faith that he will use his passion to grow his family. Faith that he loves me like I love him. Faith that I have the strength to ride out his storms and rein him in without breaking his spirit. Faith that the rain and thunder will soon bring rainbows and roses.

I think most cowboys these days were born a hundred years too late. For a while, I thought that about myself. Then I came to realize that I like electricity, running water, bling belts and hairspray too much. I’m definitely a modern day cowgirl! But my husband would be perfectly content to live like Monte Walsh, ugly mustache and all. The frustration he feels at not having the freedom of the cowboys past is all too clear some days. So I hope. Hope that I can give him the freedom to be everything he dreams of. Hope that he sees the results of his hard work. Hope that I can love him as passionately as he loves everything. Hope that he hears God’s words. Hope that our boys inherit his enthusiasm. Hope that what we envision for our family will come to be.

Have you ever watched a cowboy ride a bronc horse? Their spirits match. They are wild and free and are meant to be together and for a few seconds the world is exactly how it‘s supposed to be. When I watch a horse running through a pasture, head up and tail flying, it brings out emotions in me that are only compared to watching my own cowboy do something he loves. Or watching my little cowboys grow. It’s a love that comes from deep down in my soul. Love that I pray matches his.

I’m thankful that God gave me the love part, because otherwise I’m fairly certain that faith and hope would have lost out to violent murder. But since He DID give me the love part, my cowboy is alive and well, testing my faith and hope on a daily basis instead of in a shallow grave somewhere in the back 40. Some day’s, I don’t know how I’m going to keep from losing my sanity, my faith or my hope. But my love is something I never lose. Sometimes it’s quiet and I have to listen really hard for it. Those are the days I have to remember…..

Faith.

Hope.

And Love a cowboy.

Dandelions Everywhere!

In my adventure to eat healthy, I’ve run across a few strange things. I’ve tried to branch out from the basic green leaf lettuce and try some new stuff. I really tried. One day at the grocery store, I was feeling particularly adventurous and bought some weird mix of greens. It said it was a spring mix or something. Sounded cheerful enough, so I thought I’d give it a try. I got one bite into it and decided there wasn’t enough ranch dressing in the world to make that taste good. It was as bitter as a 6 month old beer that’s been rolling around in the back of a pickup all summer. YUCK! So I read the label on the package it came in. There was DANDELION leaves in it! WHAT????!! Sick! No wonder it tasted like WEEDS!

So today, I was in my yard digging up my flower beds to get rid of weeds and replant all the bulbs that were being overtaken. By dandelions. In fact, my whole YARD is being overtaken by the sorta-pretty weeds. They multiply before my very eyes! And they don’t double from one year to the next. They about quadruple. I sure wish my stinkin’ flowers would grow like that…..but whatever. And dont let the name fool ya. They are NOT dandy at all.



So it got me thinking. At first i was going to try this spray stuff i bought that promises to wipe out the tenacious yellow pests. Then i was going to get fertilizer that says it will make my grass grow green and kill the lovely dandelions. But I never pass up an opportunity to serve the public and these health-food-nuts are a bit crazy. The will apparently pay $5.00 for nasty bitter WEEDS to eat. And they like organic stuff….. Well let me tell ya something. I have a plan. I’m going to start selling my dandelions. GOURMET salad greens! And I’ll even cut you a smoking’ deal. Only FOUR bucks a pound! Not even $5.00 like at the grocery store! It's a steal. Especially considering that it is even organically fertilized! My neighbors dog does it for me! Occasionally the chickens help too. Doubly organic.



I expect a line around the block by tomorrow morning!

Now i just gotta figure out how to market these tumbleweeds.....

Happy Birthday Mak!

I know, i know. I'm a day late. Sorry, i was busy delivering cupcakes! :) The fundraiser was amazing! My sister came and helped me bake and frost almost 300 cupcakes on Saturday. We'll be able to send Jess almost $400 dollars!

I just want to thank everyone that ordered these pink cupcakes! The compassion and generosity of people never ceases to amaze me! I also want to thank Smith's grocery stores in Logan (on 4th) and in Brigham for donating the containers!

I've decided to make this an annual event. Every year i will make Mak cakes for anyone that wants to donate. I know Jess has big ideas in mind to be sure that Mak is never forgotten and her tragedy is used to change people's lives. That is the spirit Mak's cupcakes will be sold in.

Also, if anyone ever wants to order a batch of Mak cakes anytime throughout the year, i will be more than happy to bake them and make sure the proceeds go to Jessica!

Thanks again everyone!