Howdy and welcome to my very first blog post. If you are reading this, then you probably know a little bit about me already…if you just randomly stumbled across this, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Emily and I am rapidly approaching the big 3-0. I am happily married to my college sweetheart and we have the most gorgeous baby girl who just turned 1! I taught science in my hometown in East Texas for three years and loved every second of it, however, my husband was offered a position on an amazingly gorgeous ranch in West Texas, so we recently relocated to Marfa, Texas…hence the blog name “A Thousand Miles From Nowhere”, where I am absolutely slaying my new role as a ranch wife/stay at home momma….I use the term “slaying” quite loosely. My husband is actually from Alpine which is only about 40 miles away, so it’s a homecoming of sorts for him.
Besides mommin’ and wife-in’, I thoroughly enjoy cookin’….there’s something peaceful and therapeutic about being in the kitchen and creating a meal from scratch (or box, or can, or whatever kind of “chef” you are), and serving it to people you care about. I cook from the heart and that is how I show my love for people. So if I’ve ever cooked you a meal, just know that I love ya! I will be sharing some recipes with y’all in the weeks to come, especially with all these fun holidays coming up!
I actually just finished up a 6 day stint cooking for a “ranch crew”. I have been cooking things like lasagna, spaghetti, bacon blue cheese burgers, spicy tacos, milk chocolate brownies, peanut butter cookies, and enough sweet tea to quench the thirst of a small army hiking across the Sahara (or the Ryan Flat…same thing). Little did I know that on the fifth day I would be earning my ranch wife sash! Here’s a little excerpt from my Facebook page after “the incident” involving a big sack of, well…nuts:
“The guys walk in for lunch and my hubby has a droopy ice bag that appears to be dripping. He walks into the kitchen where I have been slaving away over the stove all morning, and says, “Honey, I’ve got a surprise for you” as he hands me the bag. I open it and try to hide the horror on my face from the rest of the guys (because I’ve been trying to appear like I can cook ANYTHING with ease all week AND appear semi presentable with hair and makeup done and a dressed toddler by noon) as I take a peek in the bag and discover that he just handed me a VERY fresh sack of bull testicles. By the time I realize what I’m holding, and try to wipe the astonished look off of my face I look up to find that my husband had been talking to me while I was frozen in shock and I just caught the tail end of him saying “and don’t worry honey, today was a short day, there will be PLENTY more tomorrow!”
Official ranch wife status, y’all.
Does Pioneer Woman have a recipe for calf fries? (editors note:as it turns out, no, she does not…but my punchy ranch wife friends on Facebook helped me out and gave me some killer recipes)”
So basically, my blog will be about the many hats that I wear… momma, wife, cook, maid, cowgirl, rattlesnake slayer (jk that’s my hubs), gate opener, dog petter, and the list goes on and on.
Thanks for stopping by!