Creative Homemaker

I love me some Pioneer Woman ! I have been a follower on her blog for a while now, but now that I have my own ranch--it pales in comparison to hers, but one can dream--I have been watching every episode. My DVR is full.  Don't anyone touch the delete button, either.  I'll have your hide. I have implemented many of her ideas in my own homemaking. I store my staples in mason jars, (actually, I did that before I came to love her.) I love cowboy boots, horses and basset hounds.  I don't have a basset hound yet, but I'm working on it.  I just have to reconcile the fact that the hound might actually sleep on my couch.  I'm not ok with that yet. I use handkerchiefs for napkins now just like she does.   I homeschool, just like she does.  I'm a blogger, just like she is, I could go on and on!   We are practically twins! But since I have begun watching The Pioneer Woman on Food Network, my cooking has really improved...

We never outgrow the need for lessons. And we should constantly be learning. But sometimes we have to learn and relearn a particular concept over and over again. A week ago I had out of town company.  The first visit from these dear friends in my new home.  I wanted everything to be perfect.  I had cleaned the guest room, changed the sheets, set out a soft stack of towels for my guests, written out a menu and purchased all the food.  Our visit was going splendidly!! Sunday morning though, in a rush to get the meal in the crock pot I was cutting potatoes -- "distracted with much serving" and cut off the end of my finger.  I don't want to be graphic but this was bad. I gave new meaning to the term "meat and potatoes." I grabbed a handful of paper towels and, (calmly? Can't remember) asked my friend to come see if she thought I needed to go see the Doc. Um, yes. We did. Even while walking out the door to the Emergency room I was flinging instructions ...