I attended college in Los Angeles and wore black pumps to work every day.

My days are spent wrangling children, chipping dried manure from boots, washing jeans, and frying calf nuts.

I'm working on a second cookbook and am working on my love story, 'Black Heels to Tractor Wheels.

It never occurred to me that I was going to have to talk to a camera. I don't know if I can do this.

I'm a thirty-something ranch wife, mother of four, moderately agoraphobic middle child who grew up on a golf course in the city.

Knowing what I'll write about and what I won't has never really been a problem. I won't write about things that bore me.

I hate to play the I-live-in-the-country card, but it really takes all of the 'pack the kids into the car and run from here to there' out of the equation.