#Write_On 2017

#Write_On 2017

In and amongst my random wormholes I find myself traveling down in the big wide world of the internet, I came across something I hadn’t heard of before but am super excited about to be taking part in this year.  It’s called the Write_On Challenge.  Here’s the gist of it.

Basically, April is National Letterwriting Month.  Write_On challenges you to write (and send) 30 handwritten letters/notes/cards in 30 days.  That’s not as daunting as it sounds since it’s only one letter per day.


I can tell you, I am already thinking about who I’ll be writing to, though I won’t officially write their letters or cards until April gets here.  It works out extra special for me this year, too, because I JUST received my first real true grown up address book.  It’s super awesome and deserves it’s very own post, so look for that to come.

Anyway, I’m excited about this challenge because it’s a challenge and who doesn’t love those?  Also, I think that the art of sending snail mail has slowly almost become totally replaced by the much quicker, and less personal, emails and text messages. One added bonus is, when the person I write a letter or card to gets to them in their mailbox, they’ll smile because let’s face it.  Who doesn’t love finding mail that isn’t a bill in their mailbox?

For all the information and access to some awesome graphics to use head on over to the official #Write_On Challenge website.  Look around at all the awesomeness they have there.

Now I ask you this.  Will you join me in the #Write_On Challenge in April 2017?

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Posted by on February 24, 2017 in Life


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Let’s Read Together!

Let’s Read Together!

I’m late getting this post up, but it’s been crazy hectic what with the husband being gone for so long, illnesses going around left and right, and my newfound addiction of Candy Crush Soda Saga (don’t judge, you know you have your goofy game addictions, too) I had this mostly ready to go and then got sidetracked.

Then I spent a weekend out west sneaking in time to see the husband in between his jobs and such.  Now I’m home.  Now I’ve got the pdf finished.  Now I’m writing this up.

Anyway, I’m getting sidetracked again.  I like to read and I haven’t picked up a single book yet this year.  I know.  I’m just as shocked as you are.  I’m not sure how that’s happened, but it has.  I’m ready to remedy this situation and I want you to join me in pledging, even if only to ourselves, to read this year.

I’ve randomly written down different genres and other little “requirements” for a book to meet in order for it to be able to make my Books I Read in 2017 list and I would love for you to join me in trying to read 20 different books this year, one for each category.


It could be total fun!  What’s a little competition between friends if it’s not fun?

Here’s the pdf of The List.

And on that note, I must say that I am most excited about the upcoming release of Chevy Stevens’s new book, Never Let You Go.

What book’s release are you most looking forward to this year?

Will you join me in my own personal 2017 reading challenge?

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Posted by on February 23, 2017 in Books, TBR


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It’s Not All Rainbows and Sprinkles

It’s Not All Rainbows and Sprinkles

So many people think the life of an oilfield wife is something glamorous and wonderful. While it does have it’s perks and it’s moments, it’s not all rainbows and sprinkles.

This past weekend, the kids, dog, and I made a last minute trip out west to spend time with the husband since they were out Monday for President’s Day. We left Friday afternoon after school let out. We don’t get many chances to make a weekend trip to see the husband so we take every one we get. Also, we got to celebrate the boy’s birthday a month later at the restaurant that he wanted his birthday dinner at. So, win win!

Anyway, of the 62 hours that we were in town, the husband was working for 18 of those hours, plus you gotta factor in sleeping. So we probably got to spend about 15 waking hours with him. And that’s being generous. I’m not complaining. We got to see him for 15 whole hours! That’s 15 more hours than we would have been able to spend with him had we not made the trip.

img_1892-jpgAnd here’s a picture of the dog doing what he does best.  Riding a forklift being a wireline boxer.  On his 7th birthday, no less!

So Monday, around noon, we loaded everything and everyone up in the car and headed to grab a bite to eat before hitting the road (me getting hangry with two teens who are also hangry in a car for four and a half hours is not something I’m sure any of us would have survived).

We made the long trek home, with the dog and kids sleeping most of the way. Once home, the girl complained that she wasn’t feeling great at all (she mentioned Monday morning that she was feeling a little crummy and her nose was all stuffed up and runny at the same time). She was running a little bit of a fever, but not enough that we wanted to treat it. I promised her a dose of NyQuil at bedtime. We had dinner and got cleaned up and ready for bed.

We woke up this morning, the girl still wasn’t feeling all that great but she felt like she could make it through the day at school and she wasn’t running a fever. What a trooper! The boy was excited to get back to school because he had track practice this afternoon. I took them to school and came home, made a cup of coffee, and got ready to start my day of doing laundry, planning the week’s menu, grocery shopping, and dog wrangling. One hour after school started, I got a phone call from the lady in the attendance office where my son goes. She said that his teacher had brought him down to the nurses station and as soon as he walked in she could tell he felt horrible and told him to go get his things while she called me to come get him. Sometimes living in a small town has it’s perks.

So I go fetch the boy and bring him home. He changes clothes, I take his temperature (it was a low grade fever), and he goes to lay down. He slept from around 10 this morning until about 7 tonight. Around noon or so I was not only suffering from a headache and a sore throat, but I was cold and couldn’t get warm. On a hunch, I took my temperature. While it was only a low grade fever, it was still a fever, and higher than either of the kids’ temperatures had been.

When it’s time for school to start letting out, I drag myself to the car, pick up the girl child, make a quick run to the grocery store for stuff for soup since we are all sick, and come home. The girl made dinner, chicken noodle soup, (it’s a school project she’s working on, and she was feeling better than anyone else here). Now we are all in our nightclothes watching tv (well, I’m listening to the tv, sipping some Yogi Tea, and typing all this up).


It’s almost bedtime, and while I’m looking forward to finally closing my eyes for the night and resting so I hopefully feel better tomorrow, I know that there’s a pretty good chance I’ll feel worse tomorrow, the girl will feel even better, and the boy is a toss up on being better or still being sick, and I’ll get to do it all on my own because my amazing husband is working his ass off four and a half hours away wishing he could be home to help me while I’m sick.

But this is what I do.  This is what my life is like.  This is what it’s like to be an oilfield wife.  I am Texas Proud and Oil Field Strong!IMG_1873.JPG.jpeg

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Posted by on February 21, 2017 in Family, Kids, Life, Oilfield


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Horror Movies and Me

Anyone who knows me knows that I am a horror movie freak. I’ve seen the major ones, like Halloween, Nightmare on Elm Street, Night of the Living Dead, It, and many many others. I’ve also seen more than my fair share of B rated horror movies just because I love the horror genre that much.


Want a little idea at how much I love them? I was talking to The Husband one night on the phone and our conversation went like this.

Him: “I wonder what I’m watching. It’s on the SyFy channel, so there’s no telling what it is.”

Me: chuckling a little bit, “You’re right. There is no telling. What’s happening?”

Him: “This couple pulled into this abandoned gas station and then left. But when they left you can see the attendant guy’s dead body some and this little kid was hiding and watching them.”

Me: “Hmmm. Sounds like Children of the Corn. And about fifteen other possible horror movies.”

I then proceed to pull up the guide on my tv and find the SyFy channel to let him know what he’s watching (he doesn’t get a guide in his room at the man camp/apartment/bachelor pad out west).

Me: starts laughing hysterically

Him: “Whats so funny?”

Me: “I pulled up the guide, giggle giggle, to tell you what your watching, hahaha!”

Him: “And? What is it?”

Me: “You’re not going to believe this, chuckle chuckle, but it’s totally, giggle giggle, Children of the Corn! Hahahahaha!”

Him: joins me in laughing, “You’ve seen way too many horror movies.”

Me: “You take that back. There’s no such thing as too many horror movies!”


So you see, I love them. Some people, cough cough The Husband, think it’s crazy. Other people, cough cough The Daughter, share my love of them.

Recently, last night in fact, I had the brilliant idea to combine my love of horror movies with my joy of crocheting. I rarely make things for myself. I usually make things for other people. This idea came to me, actually, while I was surfing the web for ideas for an afghan for The Daughter. In order to do what I want, it’s going to take some time and dedication on my part, and a little help from everyone else out there in Cyber Land, which lead us to this post.

What’s your favorite scary movie?


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Posted by on January 24, 2017 in Uncategorized


Bucket List Time! 

Bucket List Time! 

Everyone has their own Bucket List, whether they’ve written it down somewhere or not. 

I am well on my way to being halfway through my thirties and I am over halfway done raising my children. With that being said, I think it’s time I actually made a Bucket List and started checking things off of it. Some things may seem mundane to you. Some things may seem totally crazy. All of the things will be absolutely mind blowing for me to achieve. 

  • Go waterskiing
  • Become a certified yoga instructor
  • Do yoga on the beach
  • Scuba dive
  • Go on a Caribbean Cruise
  • Start vacation in Athens, Georgia and finish the same vacation in Athens, Greece
  • Publish a book 
  • Visit all 50 states
  • Take the Ultimate Haunted Texas Road Trip
  • Build a house or buy our dream house
  • Own a vacation home either on the lake or in the snow or on the beach somewhere
  • Grow a pecan tree or twelve
  • Take the Ultimate US Road Trip 
  • Visit NOLA
  • Start a monthly subscription service (I have ideas galore! Just gotta work out all the logistics and such.)
  • Vegas, baby, yeah!

As usual, the Bucket List is subject to be added to at any point in time. This is just a starting off point for me. 

What is on your Bucket List? 

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Posted by on May 3, 2016 in Life



I Am an Oilfield Wife

I Am an Oilfield Wife

I am an oilfield wife and a mother. I spend most nights in my bed with my dog instead of my husband. I have gone to school with my children as their dad for Donuts with Dad days when they were younger. I have played the part of both mother and father to the best of my ability for most of the past twelve years.

I got married to my husband by the Justice of the Peace on his lunch break, took him back to the shop, and then drove the three hour trip back home to see my father one last time before he moved to Utah for work. My husband left for a job that night that kept him away from home for almost three weeks. 

I have packed and unpacked our home numerous times (I can’t count them all on one hand) with him being there enough to help load and unload the bulkiest and heaviest of the furniture. 

I have searched for, and found, houses and duplexes for us to live in from sometimes as much as six hours away. 

My husband’s schedule only has him home for four months out of the year. IF he gets all of his scheduled days off AND takes ALL of his vacation days that’s five months out of the year. He’s worked plenty of his days off instead of coming home. He’s gone years without taking any vacation days, unless we were moving and it didn’t fall on his days off. Even then, he only ever took a few days, no where near the amount of vacation time he had. 

I have taken our sick or hurt children to the emergency room on my own. I have spent sleepless nights awake hearing every little noise outside making sure our children are safe. 

I have spent countless hours worrying about my husband. I have spent days without talking or texting with him. I have spent weeks and even months without seeing him. 

I have postponed many Thanksgivings, Christmases, birthdays, and other special days/holidays so that we celebrate when he is home and doesn’t miss out on more than he already does. 

I listen to people complain about how the oilfield is destroying the earth. I hear FAMILY complain about how inconvenient it is for them to deal with the oilfield trash on the roads. I listen to people blame things on the oilfield that are acts of God, not the oilfield. I hear and see how people look down on anyone associated with the oilfield. I have seen firsthand the hurt on my children’s faces when their father’s career choice is talked down upon. I have seen the pride in their faces and the anger in their faces when they talk about what their dad does for a living and when they have people tell their kids not to play with them because of his job. 

I have answered the, “Where’s Dad? When’s he coming home? Will he be here for my birthday?” questions many times when they were younger. They’ve learned that you can celebrate birthdays and holidays any time. It’s not about the day, it’s about the people you share it with. 

I have traveled to see not only my side of the family but his side, too, without him so that my children know their families. I have attended weddings without him. I have attended funerals without him. I have attended pretty much anything you can think of without him. Hell, I have attended his company picnic without him before. 

This is why it pisses me off when I hear how people take their other half for granted. This is why it pisses me off when I listen to people complain that their ex only gets the children every other weekend. This is why it pisses me off when one parent alienates their child from the other parent. This is why it pisses me off when I see people turn up their noses at someone because of their job. This is why it pisses me off when I hear people complain about their other half working late tonight. This is why it pisses me off when I hear people complaining about how damaging the oilfield is. 

My husband puts his life on the line day in and day out. My husband puts his blood and sweat into what he does. My husband sacrifices time at home with family to do his job. My husband helps make sure you have fuel to put in your vehicles. My husband helps get the natural gas put so you can have heat in your home in the winter. 

I am an oilfield wife. 


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Posted by on April 29, 2016 in Family, Life, Oilfield


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10 Facts About Me

10 Facts About Me

We are going to continue getting to know me today.  I’m going to tell you 10 random facts about me that not many people know.  My trusted circle is small.

If you continue reading, you are agreeing to keeping my secrets safe.  You are agreeing that you will only tell no more than 1,573,068,632 people, ever, what I am going to reveal to you in just a few more moments.  This list is not exhaustive of all of my secrets.  It is not even close to all of the nittiest grittiest dirtiest of facts about me.  They aren’t even close.  But they are all true, I swear it.

Now, without further ado, I bring you the much anticipated list of 10 Facts About me!

10. I have a fascination, nay, an obsession, with even numbers.  I can’t even eat M&M’s unless it is two at a time.  If there is any extra left over (I also sort them by color and only eat one color at a time), I offer them first to my husband, my children, and then my boxer dog in that order of their availability.

9. I am an avid reader.  I love to read just about anything.  I’ll pick up a book because it’s on sale and find a new favorite author.  True story.  That really happened.  I picked up a copy of Still Missing by Chevy Stevens one day off of the bargain table at the front of a Barnes & Noble just because the front cover looked super awesome.  I have since bought at least a single copy of each of her following books, sometimes two copies (an e-book and an actual book).  I’ve also won two, that’s right, TWO, advanced reading copies of her books before they were released, thanks to Goodreads.

8. I am a lover of all things I deem awesome.  Like these socks my husband and son surprised me with one day.  Not only are they purple, which is my favorite color, but they are Batman (that’s a whole story by itself), and they have their very own capes!  It just does not get more awesome than that.
awesome socks

7. I am currently 26% fluent in German according to Duolingo.  I must admit that I have come pretty far from just knowing how to say pretty much nothing to actually reading and understanding and knowing what a tweet said last night in my feed, when it was in German!!  I was pretty proud of myself.  Then I woke up this morning, still riding the high, and did today’s lesson.

6.We move around, a lot, for my husband’s job.  In fact, we are in our third house in our third town in as many years.  The last place we lived didn’t have too much room and we left several boxes packed up, sealed, and left alone.  Because of this reason, I have realized, with this most recent move into a slightly larger place with a garage that I don’t NEED all of this stuff. Some of it has no place in my house except to cause clutter.  For this reason, and the fact that I am tired of dealing with clutter and shuffling things around my house all the time, I am taking part in the #Declutter365 mission to help reduce the amount of clutter and to help improve my peace of mind.  I’m following this blog, Home Storage Solutions 101, and doing the daily decluttering missions.  I already have a small tote half full of things to put in our garage sale this spring, along with a few other things we deemed should go to someone else who needs them that we put in a corner of the garage for the same garage sale as we started unpacking the house.

5. I am a die hard Law & Order: SVU fan.  It is my number one favorite show.  I have yet to miss an episode, though I will admit I sometimes record them for a month or so and then binge watch the new episodes.  If there is a marathon on USA, it’s a pretty good bet that I’m watching it, or at least have it playing in the background while I go about my day adulting and such.

4. I have completed a single 5K before, the Color Me Rad 5K.  The kids did it with me.  We had a great time and I would love to do one again soon.

3.  I love to open a bag of chips and see all the chips that were cooked a little bit longer than the others.  We call them darkies and I think they are the best tasting chips in the entire bag.  I once opened a bag and found several just waiting there near the top for me to pick them up and savor them, one at a time.  That was the best bag of chips ever.

2. I once made the best batch of Loaded Baked Potato Soup in the crock pot once.  I have since tried a couple of times to replicate it, but it hasn’t been as good as that first batch.  That’s another post on it’s own, too.  I promise it’s coming and I promise I’ll share pictures and the recipe I used.

1.Last but not least, there’s this little tidbit of information.  I am a natural blonde.  Even all these thirty plus years later, no matter what color I put in my hair, it is blonde at the roots and grows out blonde.  It’s not as light as it used to be, I attribute that to the boxes and bottle of dye I used on it in middle and high school and the crazy colors I’ve put in it since.  However, I love being a blonde, and the old adage rings true for me.  Blondes have more fun.
So, there you have it.  10 facts about me.  Tell me something about you.  What is something that not everyone knows, but is ok to tell me?

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Posted by on January 5, 2016 in Books, Family, Life


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