So, I’ve just recently gotten back into the “Blogging World”, after having been absent from it for a couple of years and imagine my surprise at finding out that I have been NOMINATED FOR A BLOGGER AWARD!!! What??? I am blown away! First, because I have only been back at it for a couple of months, and second, because I didn’t even know that The Sunshine Blogger Award existed! I am both honored and humbled to have been nominated!
Thank you, Angela, at ohhappydavis.com for the nomination! It was so thoughtful of you and I am truly grateful! If you haven’t already, check out Angela’s website for fun stories and “daily” updates!
The Sunshine Blogger Award rules are as follows:
- Thank blogger(s) who nominated you in the blog post and link back to their blog.
- Answer the 11 questions the blogger asked you.
- Nominate 11 new blogs to receive the award and write them 11 new questions.
- List the rules and display the Sunshine Blogger Award logo in your post and/or on your blog.
Here is the list of questions that I am to answer:
- What’s your favorite holiday and why? – Christmas, because my mom always made it so special and always put so much love into everything she did to make it fun!
- What’s your “go to” vacation destination? – To the ocean (any ocean!)
- What hobby would you do if time and money were not an issue? – I honestly don’t know. I have several things that I like the idea of doing, I just don’t know if I would actually like to do them!
- What’s your favorite color? – I don’t have one! Each one has their place!
- What are the most annoying habits that other people have that bother you? – Complaining.
- What makes you the happiest? – Spending time with loved ones, especially with my Sweetheart.
- Are you a morning person or NOT a morning person? – I AM a morning person.
- When people come to you for help, what do they normally come to you with? – Wanting advise or just the need to “vent”.
- If you were frozen for 100 years, what’s the first question you would ask when you woke up? – Why am I so cold?
- What age do you wish you could permanently be? – I don’t know yet. I haven’t been every age yet.
- What is something you like to do the “old-fashioned” way? – Cooking/baking -FROM SCRATCH!
Here are my eleven nominees:
- Courtney @ dontdesertthedessert
- Yasmin @ startnewbeginnings
- Rebecca @ theglampinghousewife
- Alyssa @ ifihadasay
- Kendra @ farmhouseofthree
- Kristen @ riseandbrine
- Heather @ justmeandeddy
- Nicole @ blessedwithoutboundaries
- Insomnomom @ thehousethatneverslumbers
- Chelsea @ justseaforyourself
And here are my questions for the nominees:
- When did you start your blog?
- What’s/Where’s your favorite vacation destination?
- What’s your favorite dessert?
- Do you have any pets and if so, what are they?
- What’s your decor style?
- Do you like coffee and if so, what’s your favorite brand/flavor?
- Do you like to cook?
- What do you do to relax?
- Do you like to go camping?
- Where do you live?
- Do you prefer indoor or outside activities?
Thank you, again, to Angela! This has been a great experience and a lovely way to get to know others in the blogging community!
I’m excited to read everyone’s posts. Please leave a link to your post in the comments so we can continue to get better acquainted with one another!
When you live in the desert but are an ocean girl at heart, you’re often hard pressed to find beauty in your everyday surroundings. At least that’s the case for me. The ocean is my happy place. The damp, salty air, the sound of the waves and gulls, the smell of sea creatures and kelp; I love everything about it. Five minutes at the ocean and I am the vision of peace and calm. Seriously.
Like I said, I live in the desert. In Nevada. The wind blows quite a bit here and there’s lots of dirty dirt; nothing like ocean breezes and beach sand. But thankfully, I live in northern Nevada. No, it’s nowhere near Las Vegas. We’re nestled in a valley near the Sierra Nevada Mountains. Which is a good thing because after the ocean, my next favorite place to be is in the mountains. And we don’t have to drive very far to get me to the mountains.
Wow, I sound like a whiny brat! Probably because for a while after moving here, I kind of was a whiny brat. It took me some time to decide to make the most of this desert and to choose to see the beauty that it has to offer.
The ever-changing landscape is very noticeable here. Partly because it’s a farming community and much of it is planted and harvested every year and partly because it is a valley nestled between mountain ranges. Though the wind can set me on edge, with it comes diverse weather patterns. A standing joke around here is that you can experience all four seasons in one day. It really is true. One minute you can be sweating because of the blistering sun and the next thing you know, hurricane force winds start blowing, bringing dark, broody clouds that dump gallons of rain in a matter of minutes. Sometimes winters here are wet and snowy and other times they are dry and bone-achingly cold. Sometimes Spring comes early and other times we barely have any springtime. Summers are always hot and Fall varies in length like Spring does. But the one thing I can always count on is the sky.
Our place is situated so that I have a beautiful view of the morning sky. When I remember to take the time and look out at the sunrise, I am never disappointed. The colors are breathtaking and the feelings they impart to me stay with me the whole day. When the wind blows, the clouds roll over the hills on the west side and make their way across the land, giving us a show of unmatched magnificence. Sometimes, the clouds lay on top of each other in layers giving the illusion of ocean waves and if I listen closely, I can almost hear them crashing upon each other. Sometimes we get giant puffy white clouds, other times we get flying saucer clouds and the thunderheads we get are impressively intimidating. The sunsets are nothing to sneer at either. I never realized how many shades of pastel there are. Pinks, lavenders, yellows, grays, various hues of blues…even varying shades of white. Every bit of our northern Nevada sky is amazing.
I often say that our view of the sky is the best part about where we live. And it is. Because if we didn’t have this wonderful diversity in our skyscapes, I might be hard-pressed to find something to get excited about around here. That sounds shallow but it’s how I feel because the desert just isn’t my favorite. But here’s a funny tidbit. For the past few months, Mr. SBF and I have been traveling around a bit, checking out other places here and there, poking around to see if there is somewhere else for us to be and much to our bewilderment, no place else has quite felt like home. Every time we return to our humble abode from one of our outings, we breathe a big sigh of relief. How’s that for irony? Maybe it’s because this is where we raised our children. Or maybe it’s because the rural lifestyle suits us so well. Maybe it’s because this is our comfort zone. Or maybe it’s a combination of all of the above. Whatever the reason, it seems pretty clear that, for us, Nevada means home. At least for now anyway. And that’s okay. For richer, for poorer, at the ocean or in the desert, my sweetheart and I are together and that is definitely what matters the most.
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I find women’s clothing sizing methods to be extremely bizarre. You go from Girl’s sizes to Junior’s sizes, to Women’s sizes and on to Plus sizes. Girl’s sizes are identified by even numbers, Junior’s by odd numbers, and for Women’s and Plus sizes, it’s back to even numbers. Seriously? Who came up with this?
All my life I have struggled with my weight. I am five feet two inches tall with German bones. And when you’re only 5’2″, a few pounds up or down on the scale makes a big difference in your appearance.
I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t aware of my body and when you’re self-aware from a very young age, it has an effect on your self-image. For me, my physical body-image has almost always been negative.
In junior high school, I was in the double digit sizes for Junior’s clothing (size 11 or 13) and for someone who’s 5’2″, this is chubby. I was painfully aware of my weight while going through puberty which did a number on my self-esteem. By the time I entered high school, I was sure that no boy would ever be interested in me and that I would never get married (which was extremely tragic to me because what I wanted most was to get married and have children).
The summer between eighth and ninth grade was kind to me and somehow I managed to lose some weight. When I went new clothes shopping for my Freshman year, to my surprise, I was a size nine! I was ecstatic and my self-esteem was boosted significantly. I concentrated on my studies and tried not to concern myself with boys. In the middle of my Sophomore year, I got a part-time job as a file clerk in an office. I was quiet, kept mostly to myself and most of my co-workers thought that I was in college. I didn’t tell them otherwise.
When I started my Senior year of high school I was a size five. Imagine my elation. Even a fair number of schoolmates noticed…and commented. But the boys still avoided me. I remember talking to my mom about this. She chuckled a bit and said, “Honey, the boys avoid you because they are afraid of you!” What the heck? I thought she was crazy. She then explained to me that my self-perception was askew and that I was so used to seeing myself as “chubby” that I couldn’t see myself for what I was. And according to her, I was petite, thin and full of sex appeal. She said that this coupled with the fact that I was a serious-minded girl made high school boys “turn tail and run”. What?! Now it was my turn to laugh.
The funny thing is, she was right. On graduation day a boy I had a crush on during Freshman year walked up to me, gave me a hug and said, “I wish I had asked you out but I was always afraid of you.” Oh my goodness, I thought I was going to fall over! Instead, I laughed and told him that it was okay because there was a guy that I worked with who wasn’t afraid of me.
I was still working for the company I had gotten a job with during Sophomore year and by Senior year I had come out of my shell a little bit and had gotten to know a few people. One in particular. He was some years older but took a genuine interest in me. Some may think that’s creepy but that man and I got married.
After I gave birth to our first daughter (Girl1), my mom took me shopping for my birthday. I needed some new clothes because not many of my pre-pregnancy clothes fit. Before I got pregnant I was still a size five but four months after I had my daughter, I was a size two, the smallest I had ever been. And can you believe that I still complained about my thighs?
It’s been a long time since I’ve fit into a size two and I have spent my whole life learning to be confident in and with my body. I still fail in this area at times but I try not to obsess over my clothing size and concentrate more on choosing things that flatter my body. And perhaps more importantly, I am confident in who I am.
My sweetheart has seen me at my best and at my worst, has loved me through thick and thin, through three pregnancies and encourages me when my skewed self-perception gets the better of me. It’s been thirty years and he is clearly still physically attracted to me and tells me on a regular basis that I am beautiful. He is my biggest fan and my longest admirer. He is mine. And really, what more could a girl ask for?
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We’ve got dreams. We’ve got plans. We’ve got a long way to go. But we will get there.
Our little spot of earth in the northern Nevada desert is mostly sagebrush with dreams of becoming mostly farm. Ten acres of land is a lot for two people but with hard work and determination, we will get there. Each day is another day closer to realizing The Dream.
I follow farms and homesteads on social media who inspire me to go after The Dream, to roll with the punches, to not give up and to press on. Honestly, most days we don’t accomplish much around here but each day with my Sweetheart is a blessing. Instead of dwelling on how far we have to go, I savor each day that we have together.
Dream big! Never let go. Don’t worry about what life throws at you. Each day brings you one step closer to your dream, even if it seems like you’re going backward! This past summer we didn’t even spend much time working on anything. Instead, we did some traveling. Just the two of us. It was strange. But we got over it and enjoyed ourselves thoroughly.
One day we will build a beautiful chicken coop with a large run, a beautiful herb garden and have plenty of hens to keep us supplied with eggs.
One day we will have a barn, a dairy cow, goats and will raise some livestock for meat.
One day we will have a greenhouse, an abundant vegetable garden, a fruit orchard and a tractor.
One day we will have a wrap around porch.
One day Sagebrush Farm will shine.
But for now, we press on. One day at a time. And each day we are thankful for being one-day closer to where The Dream and Life intersect.
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