Where I come from...

Where I come from...

We have corn on all four sides...

People still wave hello...

Summertime if for ballparks and BBQs...

Friends have been friends since childhood {my husband has had the same best friend since the 4th grade}...

We eat at a bar called Billy Bob's {true story, my dad made me eat there before I left town, so I would remember where I came from!}...

Friendly neighborhood dogs stop by the school to say hey to the kids...

Getting stuck behind a tractor is to be expected...

We love chili and fish fry's...

You can leave your car running while your run into the grocery store {apparently if you do this in New York people freak out and think you are crazy!}...

Tractor pulls, drag racing, rodeos, county fairs, and small town festivals are weekend activities...

I come from a small town.

Door knobs and crockpots {instead of bed knobs and broomsticks}...

This weekend I took off 14 door knobs!  It took me two hours just to get them all off the doors.  They had been painted over many times and the screws were very hard to get out.  But after it was all said and done  I am so happy I did!  What a huge difference in our doors and savings {a little over two hundred dollars for new knobs}....and I think these glass antiquey ones are pretty cute- don't you? 

This was just the little pop of charm I need after a weekend filled with painting, cleaning, moving furniture, and adding more to my to-do list then I seem to get done.  If you have some old door knobs that need some attention this is how I did it:

*I also used some jewelry wipes {like for brass and silver} to shine them up a little bit....

A little road trip...

Along the way there was:

  Milk Duds and Charleston Chews...

cornfields and barns...

pit stops every 60 miles and laughing so hard...

Skip Schumaker 

the biggest bed we have ever slept in {amazing!}...

Anthropology and H&M 

*The Great American Cookie Co. and a chocolate chip M&M cookie {actually 3 of them}

Driving home with the one that I love

*this is not the furthest I have gone for a cookie from this place. When I lived in Germany my mom came to visit me and I had a list of very specific things I wanted her to bring along with her.  On that list was, and I am quoting this

"one chocolate chip M&M cookie from the Cookie Co. in a ziplock baggie"

This cookie is all I thought about on the train ride to Venice {where I was meeting my mom}.  I get to the airport, at this point I haven't seen my mom in over 9 months. I find her and give her a hug.  Then say

"where is my cookie?" 

My mom looks at me and I know right away what has happened.

"you ate my cookie!"  

I blurted out.  She handed me a ziplock with a little sliver of cookie left.  My mom ate my special cookie on the plane!!! I couldn't be mad though because she had a whole suitcase full of goodies for me.

The weekend is almost here!  Have a happy and safe 4th of July! 

We will celebrating it the good ol' fashion Midwest way.  Swimming, cookouts, sparklers, softball, plenty of fireworks and patriotism.  Gotta love small towns on days like the 4th of July.  Makes me remember why I moved back home in the first place.  I appreciate it so much more now.