I am a long, tall Texan (yep, I’m a little over six-feet tall). I was born in Texas, anyway. We moved to Denver, Colorado when I was a wee little six-year-old and I grew up at the foot of the Rockies. Not a bad way to start out.
Growing up, my parents would put us on a plane each summer and send us out to west Tennessee to stay with my grandparents on their farm. At the time, I had no idea the impact those summers would have on my life. I remember well the fields of rolling white, fluffy cotton, chickens in the coop, pigs in the pen, and cows in the pasture. And corn. Corn as far as my little eyes could see. I even set the record in my family for eating twelve ears in one sitting. Yep, that’s right. I ain’t shy when it comes to corn.
As I grew older, I learned how to sew (sort of), cook, and just fall in love with my family. My grandparents have gone on to Glory Land, but they left a legacy. A legacy that cannot be forgotten and keeps stirring inside of me.
It seems that in the past few years, this world has become so fast-paced and crazy, that I wanted something to slow our family down. Supper at the table, easy meals for tired moms to cook, and ways to stay organized and on budget.
Join me as I journey down this new path to a life that’s just a little bit easier.
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