DISCLAIMER: This is a long one! They won’t all be long. In fact they’ll be short. Just bare with me as I set the mood for DOAWFG- Haha! Enjoy!
Hey Friend! It’s me, Nicole. And this… This my friends is what I’m calling “Diary of A Wannabe Farm Girl.” You may be wondering what the heck I’m talking about or what I’ve gotten myself into now, so allow me to explain.
Let me take you back oh, let’s say six years….. Way back to the dating days of Jace and I. As most of us know, Jace and I could not be more different from one another. In the way that we were raised, our interests and even some of our beliefs– we were (and still are!) different. He was “country” to me and found enjoyment in scoopin’ poop, working cattle and fixin’ fence. Growing up, he was the kid who hung out at the barn. I on the other hand could have cared less about that. I was more concerned with shopping and meeting up with friends or going to the beach. Of course I knew nothing about raising livestock or farm life. He’d tested me a little bit to see if could truly live up to his rural lifestyle and let me tell you, he must’ve really liked me because I’m pretty sure I failed most of the “tests”– Hah!
I’ll never forget the day when he took me by the farm and I was helping him to clean out the jugs. He gave me one “chore”– clean out the poop and put new bedding down. So, me being not so familiar with the difference between hay and straw decided to grab the really nice green stuff to put down. “Honey, do you realize you just put down hay as bedding?” said Jace. “Ummmm, nope! Was that wrong?” I said, completely oblivious to the silly amateur mistake I had just made. The next thing I know Jace is busting up laughing. He was chuckling so hard trying to get his words out to explain to me the difference between hay and straw, how I could tell based on the color and what not. It was then at that moment when this blog came in to my mind. I knew I was in for the long haul and that I had a lot of learning to do if I was going to make it with this guy of mine. As embarrassing as it was, I had to learn one way or another and I thought how fun would it be to share this silly story with friends and family?
But something held me back…. For six years people! SIX years! Isn’t that crazy? As I thought about bringing this blog to life recently I couldn’t help but think why it took me so long and I instantly knew why. To me, it was weird. I didn’t know if I had the ability or the passion to do it. I mean, what would people think about me? God forbid I make myself look stupid!
It wasn’t until recent events in my life unfolded, reconfirming nothing in life is guaranteed that I started to think about this crazy blog idea again. Then the question crossed my mind– If nothing in life is guaranteed then why wait? Why continue to feel awkward about putting my silly quirks out there? Why not share what I have to say NOW instead of waiting a minute (or six more years) longer? I have so much to talk about (or so I think- haha!). And, no, not all of it is funny and not all of it is serious. Our life, our sweet (and sometimes naughty!) little Tucker and our herd (aka The Ladies). Not to mention the blood, sweat and tears that Jace pours in to our farm and so much more.
With that, I’m willing to make the scary jump into Diary of A Wannabe Farm Girl. If I can bring a smile to your face, encourage you to do something, educate you about farm life or just keep you up to date on what we’re up to over at Anderson Land & Cattle, then I’ve succeeded. Join me friends, as I show you how six years later this Flyin’ Hawaiian is continuing to learn, love and live this farm life.