This is how Hillbillies Live!

And I mean Hillbillies in the kindest way possible-my husband (hubs) calls our family that. What exactly does he mean?

We just got home for a hockey trip. It was my job to start the fire (then I don’t have to carry in all the luggage!). Snow is covering EVERYTHING right now-almost 12 inches-ON THE WOOD PILE. I should explain that the wood is lleftover, cuts from two by fours we bought from a truss company. The pile sits right in front of the basement door IN THE FRONT OF THE HOUSE! Who does that? Apparently we do. And the main reason for the hillbilly comment from the hubs!

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This takes us to the picture with me standing on the pile in my mule like western leather shoes (yes I should of had boots on but I was in a hurry). I am digging through the snow with gloves on-thinking to myself that I should have shoveled the snow off the pile-HUBS had to take picture and laugh at me in the process. SERIOUSLY! No make-up on and my butt sticking up in the air-no I am not showing that picture! It took me a while but after digging a little I found more than itsy, bitsy triangles.

YAY! Now my stove is full of wood (FOR NOW) and my house is getting warm.

I love my HILLBILLY life!

My Boots are made for walking FAST!

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Someone told me once that I don’t walk slow EVER-I walk everywhere with purpose. This is completely true. EVERYWHERE I go I have things to do-who doesn’t these days! This can cause a few issues-like almost knocking down the most senior real estate agent in the office. Now he is watching for me the next time I fly around the corner! (VERY embarassing-now I try to watch who is walking around where I am walking).

It got me thinking that life is a lot like hockey-going somewhere fast ALWAYS! LOL! I am not sure I could stay up on hockey skates-but if I could get everywhere QUICKER you never know! There are those that are competing with us in business-the defenseman. There are those that are on your team that are helping you score goals-the offense. The puck is passed back and forth constantly. Also like life-as most of us constantly juggle the work, the kids, housework, the chores outside (feeding horses, goats, the two cows) and the list goes on. Then there are the officials that are reffing the game. At a game in Denver I remember my son saying that the refs were completely unfair-I had to act like a mom and tell him “LIFE ISN’T FAIR.” (I think I may have told myself that I would NEVER say that to my child as my mom said it ALL THE TIME!). Then of course continued saying Ref are like BOSSES-they don’t always make the right call…hence I work for myself…oh hmmm, I may not always make the right call either, but I learn from those bad calls.

As for what I think…I will stay with my fast walking COWGIRL BOOTS!