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!

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!