Stuffed Jack-O-Lanterns!!!

This isn't the type of thing I normally blog, but these stuffed peppers were so cute, yummy, and super easy!!!

First, I found orange bell peppers at my grocery store (living in a very rural area doesn't always make this possible.)

You cut the tops off and clean out the inside as needed. Do not crush them!

Then, with a very sharp knife, carefully carve out eyes, noise, and mouth on one side. Have fun and make them each a bit different!

 Then, I add about a tablespoon of water to the bottom of a jumbo muffin tin and place the peppers in the tin.

Then stuff with your favorite stuffed pepper filling. This time I used whole grain wild rice mix (cooked per package instructions) and added some diced up smoked sausages. Fill peppers.

 Cover loosely with foil and bake at 350 until peppers are tender (about 30 minutes, but I could definitely angel then when they were done!) Now, in my house, a meal is not complete without cheese. So, I remove the foil, top them with cheese, and bake uncovered another 2-5 minutes until the cheese is all melted and bubbly. Enjoy!!

Another round of "You Might Be a Cowboy's Wife If......!!!"

If your husband wakes you up from a dead sleep to take a picture of what he caught, you might be a cowboy's wife.....especially if he caught a baby skunk

You might be a cowboy's wife if you are cleaning out your freezer and find a zip lock bag labeled badger hide...

If you ever get into your husbands truck and wonder what on earth that smell is, you might be a cowboy's wife!

If your dating life consists of going to the feed store and then climbing in and out of the truck all day to open gates for him...you might be a cowboy's wife.

You might be a cowboy's wife if on any given sunday there are at least 3 horse trailers and 2 dogs at your church...

If your mom uses delivering you a load of hay from 1200 miles away as an excuse to visit, you might be a cowboy's wife.

If your 2yr old daughter has ever spent the day with her daddy and then all if a sudden she starts peeing in your yard...you might be a cowboy's wife!!

If you think driving 65mi one way to go to school is considered "just down the road"...you might be a cowboy's wife!

If you have a car...and a carport...but have never parked your car in the carport because the carport is too full of hay...you might be a cowboy's wife.

If there has ever been enough dirt and horse feed behind the seat of pick-up truck to actually grow oats, you might be a cowboy's wife.

100 years too late

3 years, 4 months, and 26 days.
That's how long I've been married to a cowboy. 

In my experience, cowboys are a dying breed. Some call them throwbacks, some old fashioned, I just call them late. Nearly everyday, I look at my husband and his buddies and marvel at their kind's ability to survive for centuries.

They barter and trade for anything they can. They camp under the stars and drink coffee made over a fire. They prefer horse shoes to horse power. You can stand by their name and their handshake. Hard work has a completely different definition to cowboys than it does for most people of todays society. They balance the best sermons are lived, rather that preached.

They are kind, old souls that cannot ever be replaced.

100 years...1,200 days... or 28,800 hours... or 1,728,000 minutes.
That's how much too late most cowboys are born.