have disco ball, will party!

Jes' kiddin' - we ain't that fancy 'round here. Hang on while I go put on a good pair of sweats and grab a bag of chips...

Welcome to ValleyGirl!!

Feel free to grab a drink from the fridge, and make yourself at home!

But please refrain from peeking behind the closed doors in the hallway when you think no one is watching -- this is where all the clutter from the rest of the house ends up when I've got last-minute guests! (And I AM watching.)

I started blogging in May of last year and let me tell you, it has become something of an addiction! There have been a few times when I've felt like just quitting, but there are also so many wonderful women I've "met" via this thing we call the blogosphere.

Mostly my blog is just a mish-mash of everything. It started out being quicker way to let friends and family living far away know what was going on in our lives, but rapidly become my platform for sharing my wisdom (ha!), preaching, tracking my weight loss progress -- or the lack thereof -- rambling on and on about nothing in particular, and communicating with other bloggers that I've had the pleasure of getting to know.

Here are a few of my favourite posts from the last year:

Ten Ways to Let the Sun Shine In
Dancing With God
Redneck Goddess
To Sleep Like a Child
The Wonders of Fall
Gas Gigglefest

Christian Boldness
Honorable Mention
Do You Believe in Magic?

How DO I survive?!

And then of course, there's the Wordless Wednesday posts, where I showcase my great talent in photography. Well, I post pictures I take of kids and stuff on my yard, anyway. Most are taken here on our yard or on "my" mile road, with a few exceptions. That's one thing about living in the country, there's just never a shortage of beautiful things to take pictures of -- even in winter! (winter ones are trickier though, because it's often too cold for the camera batteries to function!!)

I think this post probably describes best what I'm about. I started walking at the beginning of December 2005, and until my husband (whom I refer to here on my blog as The Bushman) started trucking in February of last year, I went almost daily and virtually regardless of the weather. I have seen countless spectacular sunsets, almost been caught in several thunder storms and been able to marvel as they materialized before my very eyes, been completely enveloped by thick fog and blinding snow. I've seen, heard, and SMELLED numerous critters along that road.

That mile road in The Valley in the Middle of Nowhere on the vast Canadian prairies has not only taught me a lot of things, but been a great source of stability, amusement, joy, and tranquility. It's the best place for meeting with God. And dreaming about what I'd do if I won the lottery.


I hope you enjoyed your visit! Y'all come back now, ya hear?!
Yer the only hope I have of classin' up this joint!!


In my search for an appropriate hillbilly smiley, I came across this one. I'm not a biker babe (by any stretch of the imagination!!), but when I saw this one, I had to laugh because we TOTALLY have an orange motorcycle kickin' around here somewhere!!! We joked about it being my $200 lawn ornament, but I made The Bushman hide it in one of the old barns when he finally gave up trying to make it run.

Now my old toilet is out there on the lawn, which The Bushman claims will get taken to the garbage dump once the snow and ice melt (it's frozen in there right now!). Just between you and me, though, I'm a little afraid he's fixing to make it into a fountain for the front flower bed this summer.... Talk about class-ay!