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You Know You’re From the Boonies When…

I put a call out to some friends to answer this phrase and boy did they deliver. Here is a special list compiled by many spot on responses.

You know you’re from the boonies when…


You know the dedication and patience it takes to snare a gopher.

You have to use your 4×4 just to get out of the driveway.

You can’t text because there is no cell service.

You can see every star in the sky at night.

You have to watch out for skunks and porcupines in your yard.

You get offended when people not from there state that it’s ‘the middle of nowhere,’ because only people from there are allowed to state that.

You get lulled to sleep by coyotes.

Directions to your house include some sort of body of water, a dirt road turn, a deer crossing sign, a coulee, a texas gate count, and vivid descriptions of quonsets, barns, and granaries.

You get excited when a vehicle comes into your yard.

The only people you’ve seen in the last couple weeks is your family.

Saturdays consist of arguing over which 3 channels to watch.

Going to town is a big deal that you dress up for, but you’re only going in for parts and groceries.

You get very suspicious when you don’t recognize a vehicle coming up your road.

You’re the last person in your grade to get rid of dial-up internet.

You drove well before you had a license.

On Halloween your parents drove you to 15 houses, your parents had a visit at each house, and you went home with 2 pillow cases overflowing of chips, pop, chocolate bars, and popcorn balls.

You need drive a car to see your neighbors.

You have experienced the sound of pure silence outdoors.

Neighbors help each other out with tractored snow removal because you’re the “least priority” on the snowplow list.

The power can be out for days a couple of times a year.

You have to explain to people where you live by stating: about BLANK hour(s) North, South, East, or West of BLANK town.

For Christmas someone always gets some sort of gun.

You’ve gone on many long walks filled with great conversations… with yourself.

You did more homework on the bus ride than you did at home.

Weekend entertainment consisted of back road cruisin’.

There’s a gun that permanently lives in your truck.

When you recognize every vehicle and it’s owner that passes by.

You’re on the school bus first and dropped off last.

A handpicked bundle of wildflowers mean more than any store-bought rose.

You get to witness every sunrise and every sunset.

You only get visitors during hunting season.


Country living at it’s finest. Big thanks to all those boonie dwellers and lovers who contributed to this post!

The Cowgirl


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The Perfect Hat for a Cowkid

Cowkit hat. country baby. Calf toque

When I saw this sort of idea on pinterest I knew I had to get me one for Cowkid 3. I mean, how stinkin cute?!

Cowkit hat. country baby. Calf toque

It’s just the perfect hat (or toque is what I call it) for a little sweetie. We’re sure in love with this little man. He’s just the smiliest baby ever and I’m basking in the no-sleep-up-all-night fog of his first year. I’ve slowed down in a lot of areas (urrhem… like blog posts) to make room for some rest in at home life. My family deserves the best of me, the happy me, and I’m the only one that can give them that. Babies have a way of making you see what’s most important.

Cowkit hat. country baby. Calf toque

My amazingly talented friend at Afghans and Moore made me this sweet toque. ¬†She’s one of the greatest quilter, knitter, crocheters I know!


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Cowkit hat. country baby. Calf toque


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