I had been teaching myself photography.

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.

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.

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

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.

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