The Tub Challenge

We're packing everything we own into a 40-gallon tub. Plus a bunch of cardboard boxes.

The New Plan

I have a plan. And it's new. Click to read more about The New Plan.

It's been about four years since I've posted a blog, so we're about due for an update.

So, I left my kids with strangers and took a ride in a glider. Wait, what?

We moved from Arizona to Oregon, and we fear we will be cold forever.

We need to purchase some baby items for our newest little one, but we have a trump card for the retail racket.

This Sunday, I'm eating cookies for breakfast in bed. Maybe I'll even share with the kids.

On the ranch, this has nothing to do with drinking booze and everything to do with branding calves.

I flew 1,800 miles to further my career. And take a nap.

I'm leaving my kids for five days, and I'm having major anxiety. Or is that excitement?