AGDay365 Week 4

Week 4 of 2017 did not disappoint!


My BFF DanaDoodle has continued to make me cry with her awesome ads featuring Theodore and Alvin.
My BFF SingerAmy’s parents have a lavender farm in California which is crazy awesome. I’m so looking forward to visiting out there. (Check them out on Facebook: Harmony Lavender) Turns out SingerAmy’s mom is also ridiculously crafty and artsy. She made me this block and it makes me so happy. She even has the correct cow sizes for my 3 girls!  
Gorgeous dashboard sunset. My favorite kind! 
MyFarmer and I spent the weekend with some of our best college friends at a lake house and it was amazing. I have very few pictures because I was too busy loving every minute to have my phone around. I’m not sorry. 
Our friends make super adorable children. Being an Aunt is seriously the best thing ever! 
While I’m a gypsy at heart, there’s nothing like watching the sun come up on the home farm. 

We are now counting down the weeks until we get started planting corn! Everyone gets pretty stir-crazy this time of year. Oh and 11 weeks give or take until Delilah calves. Not that I’m counting…



Our Contractor Hates Us

Our house contractor, we’ll call him Bob, hates us. Not as people (I hope), but as clients. He’s never just come out and said, “You, lady, were sent strait from the gates of hell” but I get the feeling he thinks that on occasion.

As I said before, I dreamed up some “house plans” and Bob turned them into an actual blueprint – a very impressive skill, I must add. While the general concept of the house has stayed the same, we have had some modifications as we go. Actually, scratch that. I have completely changed the plans once… My bad. Then there was the great basement/no basement debacle, which lead to the walk-out or no walk out basement debacle, then the “I demand a soaking tub in the master bathroom. Make it fit.” talk. There was also that time I stopped him on the town square and told him I want a sink it my utility room, and we have changed our minds on the actual size of the house about 4 times. I’m willing to admit that there is a possibility that we (by that I mean I) have been a little bit difficult. To be fair, my changes are things that both MyFarmer and I agree on. This isn’t just ME being annoying and demanding… for the most part.

Last week Bob wanted to see the house site now that the old house is gone, and MyFarmer and I decided this would be a good time to show him our treasures! The barn wood, hand hewed beams, and old set rocks being our treasures. Bob’s exact words while looking wide-eyed at our piles of goodies were, “I’m not sure if “treasure” is the word I would use…”

Bob is accustomed to building large, gorgeous houses that belong in Better Homes and Gardens, not so much little ranch houses on the back 40. I’m confident he’s never had someone ask him to build a fireplace with “used” stones before or utilize 130 year old beams in the kitchen island. He may not know it yet, but he’s totally up for the challenge.

Poor Bob.

Yesterday Bob presented us with our finished house plans. And the first thing I did was decide that I need linen closets for the bathrooms. “What if we just move this wall a little?”

Poor Bob.

And then I noticed the opening from the loft to the living room/kitchen was quite large. “Bob, are we still going to be able to do a sliding barn door in this opening?”

“Well, I hadn’t really planned for that…”

“Okay so what do we need to change to make that happen?”

Poor Bob.

Please keep poor Bob in your thoughts as he attempts to build a house for the most hard-headed person on the planet and her husband. Tentative month to start dirt work: June.

What do you want to bet that there will be a mum or two planted around the front porch? 




Ag Day 365 Week 3

The third week of January was unseasonably warm with a couple of days reaching the 70 degree mark. I’m not going to complain about these warm temperatures, but being from Ohio I’m a pretty big fan of snow. This time last year we had about 2 feet of snow on the ground. This year I’m bathing horses in a t-shirt. Weather is a funny thing.

MyFarmer and I were chosen for the Agricultural Business Leader award given by the Franklin-Simpson Chamber of Commerce. It was such an honor to be chosen for this award, but even more of an honor to be recognized with the other award recipients that evening who are phenomenal at their respective business and professions. THANK YOU so much to the Franklin-Simpson Chamber of Commerce! 
We raise barley and wheat as cover crops on some of our farm ground. We aren’t sure exactly where our barley goes after it is harvested, but we do know in the past it went to Blue Moon to be made into beer! 
Delilah is very pregnant, and very fat. I don’t know why she’s so fat! 
Well, okay… Maybe I have an idea. But the good news is we don’t waste any leftover pumpkins or indian corn! (Or pancakes…)
Since it was 70 degrees, the boys got a bath. They weren’t at all happy with the situation, but they needed it! All of these warm temperatures and rain mean MUD. Lots of MUD. 
Daphne is really coming along with her selfie skills. 
I met a baby pig while shopping. And I died a little inside. I’m 100% terrified of full grown pigs, but widdle precious babes need cuddling… and I’m happy to do my part.  

I hope everyone is off to a great week!


#AgDay365 Week 2

This weeks #agday365 isn’t exactly what I was planning on. See, when I had my gallbladder out last Monday I honestly thought I would get home, sleep it off the rest of the day, then take back off the next day. While optimistic, it wasn’t quite realistic, so getting out to take pictures every day wasn’t really happening. But I think you will find my mix of pictures entertaining nonetheless.

First things first – my precious Theodore is officially a model! I always knew he was the cutest 31 year old head horse on the planet, but this solidifies it.
This one made me cry. No lies to tell.

My BFF DanaDoodle works for Bluebonnet and does their ad designs, so technically Theo didn’t have to go through a rigorous model selection process, but that doesn’t really matter. It still counts. And I took the pictures, so I’m basically a professional photographer, naturally.

My favorite 4-H family brought me this post-surgery gift and it was absolutely life-saving and perfect. The card says something to the effect of “here’s something to help you though this crappy situation.” In case you can’t tell, that’s a tractor pulling a manure spreader filled with chocolate covered peanuts. Genius. Pure genius my friends.
Clementine was my devoted nurse and couch partner. She knew she couldn’t be on my lap, so she would scooch over as close as she possibly could. She’s the sweetest one.
On Saturday MyFarmer helped our friends pull the tomatoes and all the plastic out of their high tunnel. I brought lunch – that means I helped. Ha!
Feel free to caption this photo. That dog never ceases to make me laugh.

I hope your 2017 is off to a great start!



MyFarmer first showed me Miss Rubie’s farm early in our dating years and from the moment I saw that beautiful piece of ground I know I wanted to live there. We were engaged on that farm, had our rehearsal dinner on that farm, and spent countless hours dreaming about having our home there. I’m not saying that I wouldn’t have married MyFarmer without this farm… buuuut…. KIDDING!

When the farm first came up for sale we were SO EXCITED because the farm had two really nice barn/shops, the original house that was built in 1890, along with the acreage. We assumed that since people had been living in the house it would be in good enough shape to restore and make our home. We were ready to move in ASAP!

*SKUUUURT* (That’s a squealing tire noise, in case you couldn’t tell)

Then we actually got into the house. Heartbroken isn’t even the word for it. The house was obviously past the point of reasonable repair, and even worse, there was black mold. Everywhere. That pretty well took the wind out of our sails. At that point we decided to focus on getting the shop and barn cleaned up and in use and get some fences up for the horses. We essentially ignored that epic disappointment of a house for 3 years.

Then came summer 2016. We decided the stars were working on aligning and we should start thinking about getting a house built in the next year. I scribbled out a house plan from my brain onto a scrap piece of paper and handed it to our builder. Miraculously he was able to draw out a real house plan from my mess. Although we still aren’t done “tweaking” the plans, they are pretty much done. Which is terrifying. Why the hell is this guy  willing to build a house designed by someone that still can’t even manage to load the dishwasher to her mothers standards?

Although we’ve known for over 3 years that Miss Rubie’s house was going to have to come down in order for us to build, I don’t think either of us were ready for it last weekend. MyFarmer and I both made a point to say our peace with Miss Rubie in hopes that she wouldn’t be super ticked at us. It was especially odd for me to be emotional about it since I have never actually met Miss Rubie, but for whatever reason I feel a connection with her. Not in the creepy “I see dead people” way, but in a way that both of us love this piece of land and I’m pretty sure she was a pretty tough and hard-headed lady… a trait I may or may not carry as well.

From the beginning of talking about this project MyFarmer and I have vowed to keep as much history alive as possible from the old house. Like I said, the original part of the house was built in 1890, so that house has seen a whole lot of life. Our Saturday and Sunday was spent picking up beams, set stones, and bricks in hopes of being able to re-use them in the new house.

We were expecting to get maybe a beam or two and to gather a few bricks, but that old house was a gift that kept on giving! We really didn’t know what we would find underneath a 127 year old house, but man, we found some good stuff! And some opossum skeletons. But that’s another story.

I’m obsessed with these hand-hewn beams. We have a whole pile of ’em. We were just hoping for a couple decent ones. SCORE!
Giant set rocks that were in the foundation. We could barely get them loaded in the tractor bucket. I can’t even imagine setting those things by hand!
Some of the super cool flat rocks that were used to level the foundation.
I cannot believe that house was so level by using rocks that they most likely pulled out of the creek. Basically the entire foundation looked like it does on the right of this picture. It totally fascinates me.
My main project: Picking up bricks. We are hoping to make an outdoor fireplace out of them at some point. Please tell me 482 bricks will be enough. *fingers crossed*
This is the creek on Miss Rubie’s farm where MyFarmer and I were engaged. You can see why we are so partial to this place.
It’s now a blank canvas. Here’s to building our dreams in 2017!

This will be MyFarmer and I’s first (AND ONLY, God willing) home build, so comments and suggestions are encouraged and quite honestly, needed.

I’ll keep you updated on the progress!


PS. You can follow #littlehouseontheranch on social media and keep up do date on whats happening!

#AgDay365 Week 1

Congratulations, y’all! We’ve survived our first week of 2017!

Sweet Faycee Mae enjoying the first day of 2017.
MyFarmer being a gentleman and putting out hay before the cold snap for my horses and cows.
We have officially started phase one of Drew and Laney’s #littlehouseontheranch build. Miss Rubie’s house came down. I can’t even imagine what this 127 year old chimney has seen.
New Year Resolutions are much more fun with heeler dog butts leading the way.
Cactus does a great job checking for critters in the hay. Also, can you say sisterly love. Ha!
Faycee Mae is the sweetest one. Love me some moo kisses.
I love our little slice of farm heaven.

The Dreaded Resolutions


It’s that time of year friends. That time where we come off the holiday high we were on and plummet back into the real world. That time where we decide that this new year is OUR year and make our lists of New Year Resolutions. We are going to get skinnier, smarter, work harder, and be even more awesome than last year! Well, hopefully anyway.

Here are my Resolutions – in no particular order:

1) Complete the couch to 5k program. Luckily my heeler dog herd is happy to join me in this endeavor.

2)  Get my gallbladder taken out so I can eat without fear again. Ha! That’s already on the schedule, but hey, when it happens it will be a resolution completed! #winning

3) On the agvocating front, I will be taking part in the #AgDay365 movement and post a picture on my social media accounts daily that highlight what’s happening in my farm life on an everyday basis.

3a) Post my pictures weekly on here so you all can see what’s going on too! (Or you can follow me on instagram: mumsandmoos or twitter: @LaneySnider

4) MyFarmer and I have decided that we need to break the cell phone addictions that we are guilty of having. That means that as soon as both of us enter the house in the evening the phones go in a designated spot and only get checked for phone calls or text messages. No social media. I’ll be the first to admit, I’m going to struggle. But I have acknowledged that I have a problem.. and that’s the first step, right?

5) Cut back on carbs. My plan is to have at least 1 meal a day that has no “bad carbs.” I’m realistic enough to know that I’m not going to go without noodles for any amount of time. Baby steps here people.

6) Continue to bust butt and grow our little mum ranch into the fall decor empire it is destined to be!

I’m sure my resolutions will change and evolve as the year goes on, but these are my basics that I’m really planning to stick to!

What are your resolutions? Anything fun?!

Let’s have a great year!