coming clean

I have a little confession to make.

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Prepare yourself.

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I'm slightly obsessed with a website called The Pioneer Woman.

A city-girl who married a rancher and moved to the country writes it. The site includes a daily blog about life on the ranch, being a mother of four, and all the crazy and wonderful things that happen to her. She's got a blog about life, a blog about homeschooling, a blog about cooking (amazing!!), and a 43-chapter (so far) story of her romance with her husband, called Black Heels to Tractor Wheels. Oh, and for good measure, blogs about photography and home/garden, as well.

Since she's a photographer, all her blog posts are photo-heavy and generally quick to read. And delightful.

This morning at breakfast I read some fantastic blog posts: Mateo's most recent Twilight one (hysterical, I guffawed), a great 22 Words post about funny-sounding words, SCL, and three Pioneer woman posts.

But this one made my heart absolutely sing, because I have been every single kid in the post, as well as the one watching out the window.

Read it.

Delight.

And then call me, and we'll get together and be tightrope walkers in Duluth, or bungee jumpers in El Salvador, or (haha) vampires in Oregon.

It'll be fun!