So, I'd like to be The Pioneer Woman when I grow up. When I first started this blog, I aimed to be like her, posting every day, often in multiple categories. She made it look so easy! But I quickly learned that's like chasing Wonder Woman in her fanTABulous invisible jet.
- She cooks and photographs each step to show us how it's done.
- She walks us through photography lessons and Photoshop.
- She shares daily life on a working cattle farm in Oklahoma.
- She homeschools her four children.
- She's writing her second cookbook.
- She's already written one cookbook, her autobiography, AND a children's book.
AND she has red hair. I mean, aren't we JUST alike?
(Minus my living in a city, having two cats and zero children, not being published, and getting my cows in patty shapes under plastic wrap... small details)
Oh, I forgot to mention, she's now a regular on the Food Network. I mean, it's like we're twins!
She also hosts fabulous giveaways and contests. Her last photography contest was a call for black and whites or sepias, one photo day for a week, and she chose roughly 50-60 finalists. Mine were not amoung those. Yes, there were about 30,000 entries, but still I checked her website each day with bated breath.
This was possibly not the biggest confidence builder on the same week I entered a writing contest...
But here they are, my babies, my losers.
Taken at an old mission outside of Tucson. This lovely lady was frying up homemade tortillas for us tourists.
Her husband (I think) brought us napkins.
The winning photo is posted on her site, The Pioneer Woman.
And I love the winning photo. It's gorgeous and textured and emotional. But if you wanna tell me my babies are pretty too, that would be kind. I'm fragile, people, and perhaps a touch needy. Ha!