I've set aside a nice chunk of my advertising revenue each month for giveaways, like a KitchenAid mixer. I like buying them for the audience, because without the audience I wouldn't have the blog or the revenue in the first place.

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 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.

Ninety-five percent of the time when I run a contest I've purchased the giveaway prizes with advertising money.

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 love black leggings with cowboy (I mean cowgirl!) boots, and other-slightly less trendy-things like my boys' Wrangler jeans and my husband's worn deerskin work gloves. I love most things country, because country, to me, is home.