Get rid of the scarf. My closet is a never ending disaster I am always trying to maintain. I was sorting thru scarves I wear and scarves I don’t. Keep, gone, gone, keep, this one has been around so long I gotta keep it, gone, gone, gone, keep. Wait. What? Why am I keeping the one I know I won’t wear anymore, just because I have had it forever?! Lightbulb. How many times do we do that with our lives? We think "This anxiety has been around so long I gotta keep it. It’s part of

I am a musician, but I am a mom first. My 3 kids found their passion in the rodeo and we have been in deep ever since, loving every minute of it. Before the kids were born my husband, Scott, team roped and I did a little bit of barrel racing. When the kids were little they had no interest. They loved sports, especially baseball. We could not manage it all so we sold everything. The kids had played baseball, football, basketball, cheer, dance, gymnastics, the list goes on ...

When I say the words “______ tried to sabotage me” who do you think of? It might be a person for me it was a little different than that...

There are a few things I just can't get rid of in my life. Either they make me happy or feel better or they are just practical necessities. No my husband, kids or Jesus are not on this list because they aren't fun "things." Here we go! In no particular order ... Our Horses - The BEST therapy in the whole wide world. They make me SO happy. If I am tired or stressed I just need to go groom or ride a horse and I feel better. Nutella - I seriously believe I could live off of it

Let’s talk time management for a moment, I have hated this idea forever because I have always felt like it was an unreachable goal. With a little effort it seems like we created some time we never knew we had! I juggle a lot of activities non-stop and finding time to fit them all in and not run crazy has always been an issue for me. The kids have always had some sort of sport and school, we all have church activities, and regular family time. As a musician there are gigs, boo