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Cowboy Engagements: The Buckaroo’s Engagement Photos

July 16, 2014 by Allison

So did I tell you my brother-in-law is getting married? The Buckaroo has found himself a fine little filly and they’ve decided to get hitched! We are so stinking excited! Partly… nope mostly because we are finally getting the gender scale balanced. These boys have lived too long with too little estrogen in the air!

I’vve told these boys that I must approve before get all romantic and thus far they have done well getting me some good sisters. I especially love it when they bring home girls that will get out on the ranch with us. There isn’t much sweeter than a girl out roping the cowboys!!

But back to The Buckaroo and his almost Mrs. Buckaroo… When it came time for their engagement pictures they really wanted pictures done on the ranch, cowboy style. So they called me! We took an evening out through our private range land (the place that actually has a few trees!) and took ourselves some cowboy engagement pictures.

5 Ways How Being a Rancher’s Wife Makes me an Awesome Camper

July 14, 2014 by Allison

Are you wondering where I’ve gone? A whole week of nothing from The Rancher’s Wife… That’s, like, unheard of. I’m probably the chattiest girl in the valley!

But I have been gone this last week. To Girls Camp. We camped out near Soda Springs with about 150 other girls and leaders. And not to pat myself on the back, but I have to tell you that I rocked it. It wasn’t long after getting up there that I realized we had a bunch of city girls in our midst! Boy, was I grateful to be a rancher’s wife and new a little bit about surviving in the wild. Now I don’t know if I learned these things from life on the ranch or life living in the country. Either way, they are certainly worthy of sharing with you today. Here are my “5 Ways How Being a Rancher’s Wife Makes me an Awesome Camper!”

1. I know how to set up a tent. Seriously, you would think that such a basic camping essential would be high on the list of knowing BEFORE you go camping, but for some it wasn’t. For as long as I can remember, I have known how to set up a tent. Growing up we would throw the tent up in the yard ALL the time. Or we would load up the camping gear and campout somewhere on the ranch. Since being married, The Rancher and I have even had the awesome opportunity to do overnight cattle drives where we camped along the way. Yep, this girl doesn’t need anyone setting a tent up for her!

2. I’m not afraid of bugs. I wish I had a dollar for every time I had to squash a bug or save some helpless girl from her impending doom. I’ll admit, I’m not a bug person. Especially the extra buzzy ones, but these girls were something else. It was almost like they had never been told there would be bugs!

3. I know how to tie knots and to use knives. Last minute I was asked to help teach some basic skills with knots and knives. It only took a quick look at the manual to know just what I was supposed to be teaching and we were on our way. I do have to give credit to my father-in-law, Rancher Sr., for being willing to help (he was there to cook all week). There were a few knots that I was sure everyone would know. Ya know, the ones we use almost daily to tie something together or up to the trailer. But no. A lot of them didn’t even know what a square knot was. But I guess that’s why they were there…

4. I took my cowgirl boots to camp in. Everyone has their favorite pair of shoes or hiking boots to camp in. For some crazy it is their flip flops…. Mine are my boots. They have kept me clean and dry all over the ranch and did the same camping. I didn’t suffer from stubbed-toe-itis, nasty-dirty-toenail-itis, or soaked-foot-itis. I love my cowgirl boots, especially when they can be functional and fashionable!

5. I can cook over a fire. And when I say I can cook over a fire I don’t mean a hot dog on a stick. Don’ get me wrong, I love a good tube steak. But camping should be more than just a weiny roast or tinfoil dinners. We enjoyed BBQ ribs, cheesy bacon potatoes, corn on the cob, and dutch oven cobbler. That’s pretty close to the same menu we had branding this spring. Cooking on the desert for the cowboys is all too similar to cooking at camp. But wherever we eat camping out, it’s in style!

Ok, I have to share a bonus. The last bit to share about how my ranch life has helped me be an awesome camper is dealing with the dirtiness of camping. From the dusty sock line to the greasy hair I was totally ok that I hadn’t showered all week. Don’t be grossed out. Please. I pride myself in being ok with doing my hair once and leaving it up for the week, having spraying on tan of dirt, and wearing no makeup. Working on the ranch has taught me to appreciate crazy hair, dustiness, and make-up-less face!

My list isn’t anything crazy… No secret tips on how to camp rancher style. But it’s crazy how many skills I use for camping I have learned from the ranch!

DIY Pallet Shelf

June 20, 2014 by Allison

Pallet crafts. You see them all over Pinterest. Everyone is coming up with crazy creative ideas to use the only-good-for-fire-wood pallets for something so beautiful and useful. At first I though they were crazy and weird. Sorry, sista… I have seen way too many of these to want to put one in my house, thank you very much.

But then I gave in.

When I saw the PILES of pallets around the ranch I started thinking of ways I could make something awesome out of them too. The need for one came as The Ranch Princess emptied out my purse for the umpteenth time. Please can I just have a little shelf that I can hang my purse and camera and mom-bag from that looks cute!

Light. Bulb.

I should make one… from a pallet! So I went to Pinterest, and really didn’t find what I wanted. But… that didn’t stop me. I went to the pile, found the best pallet of the bunch and headed to the shop where the power tools were (oh, and The Rancher…). I explained to him what I wanted and he said, “…ok.” Very enthusiastic. All I really needed from him was to tell me where the saws-all was and to let me have at it.

I cut off the first section of pallet and then the a second board to go across the top for my shelf. With the pieces cut out (and the rest cleaned up- I do my part to keep the shop clean!) I headed for a sander. Now I know the fun of a pallet craft is that it is from a pallet and therefore has some character. But my OCD-ness wouldn’t let me NOT sand the darn thing… just a little.

Sanding really was the most time consuming thing, not because it took super long, but because the rest of it went so fast. I didn’t sand it off terribly smooth, just enough that when I would be taking my hand across it I wouldn’t get any slivers. We try to avoid pain like that if we can…

Next step- stain. With so many options it was almost hard to know how to go with this part of my project. I ended up taking a cherry brown stain and loved the results. On the first coat the grain started to come to life and I LOVED it. In fact, I only put the one coat on because it was exactly what I was looking for. It had a little dark color to it without being overwhelming or distracting. Awesome! I did do a quick sealant coat to help keep it’s awesome-ness.

After letting the stain dry I dug through The Rancher’s toolbox to find myself a hammer (maybe I should get my own tools!!) and nails. Since the shelf was from a pallet it wasn’t too square, which means I can blame any unlevel/unsquare issues on it, right? Actually it was a little tough to keep it square while I was putting it together just because it was a little awkward to try and hold together on my own. But never fear, I got it together!

And a shelf is born!

The last bits to add were my dollar drawer pulls from Home Depot (LOVE that store!). For Father’s Day I was the awesome wife that got her husband a new drill set and I finally had a chance to use it. I drilled myself a few little holes, put the screws in and I was done.

The coolest part of this project was when The Rancher saw it in the room. He was seriously impressed and is even thinking of places to put for his hat and gloves… Yes, earned myself more rancher’s wife stripes! Now, honey, could you please help me hang this up?

What Does Father Mean to You?

June 15, 2014 by Allison

If you ever you look up the definition of father, you’ll find that most of them refer to having a child. Some talk about being a parent or having responsibility for their children, but they don’t got to far into what a father is.

I found a little quote that said becoming a father is easy, being a father is rough. I think that might come the closest to telling it how it really is. Because being a father isn’t always fun or easy. It means late nights and up all nights. It means taking the time to teach how to do rather than just jump in and do it yourself It means watching them get a few scrapes as they try so hard to learn to ride a bike.

There is a price to pay and sacrifices to be made with being a dad. But the returns on such an investment is totally worth it. Because believing in someone and helping them know who they are is greatest gift anyone could give.

So what does a father mean to you? To me it is sacrifice, time, compassion, understanding and believing. Its forgetting yourself and putting them first. it shaping someone into being everything their potential will allow them to be.

Happy Memorial Day: Celebrating Their Memory

May 26, 2014 by Allison

Happy Memorial Day!

It’s terrible to admit, but I don’t remember ever really doing too much to celebrate this day when I grew up. We would do a little family cook out and do some fun-ness at home. I’m sure that my dad just wanted to have a stay-cation rather than do anything big. And we lived on a ranch- there is always work to be done!

In fact, it seemed that every Memorial Day was the day to move cows. Of course we moved them down that one road that led to the cemetery. Happy Memorial day- have fun dodging the cow pies on your way!

Memorial Day is a day to remember and celebrate the memory of folks that have passed and the life they made for us. So often, and appropriately so, we celebrate our passed loved ones and we remember the brave military men, women, and their courageous families. Those in the military literally put everything on the line, making a stand for what they know to be right. I am so thankful for their choice to serve!

But I’m also thankful and wish to celebrate the memory of those that had the courage to leave everything to come and settle the west. The pioneer spirit of those cowboys brought so much more than what they could have ever expected. They were willing to pay whatever cost for the ranch life with open ranges and big sky.

I can’t imagine life being anything but hard for them. They didn’t have the luxuries we have like farm equipment, wheel lines, bull wagons, or 4 wheelers. Instead they had a horse and plow… and themselves. They worked every day just to survive another year. Men would leave their families for months at a time to take the cows to the sale. Families worked long hard hours to keep their meager farms afloat. What’s amazing is that despite how hard it was, they didn’t give up!

Imagine what our world would be like if the rough west would have beaten the cowboys and farmers. Those men, those families changed our history, changed my history. What a memorable legacy they left behind. And what a great day to celebrate their memory!

Who’s memory are you celebrating today?

Ranching Memories: Magic, Mishaps, and Mischief

May 26, 2014 by Allison

With it being a long weekend, most of the crew (except for Cowboy Pete- he is in Bulgaria!) came back to the ranch to play. The best part about everyone coming home is the times where sit around and visit. We always end up talking about days on the ranch. Those crazy branding days that The Buckaroo’s horse would always buck. Or the days of near tragedy that were too scary to laugh at. There is a theme running through them- somebody did something a little crazy! We were laughing so hard my sides hurt… I wish you could have been there. Some of the stories were just too perfect to NOT share!

Three Boys Means no Boys

Any smart ranch dad takes advantage of the free labor that comes with raising kids on the ranch. One day Rancher Sr. and The Ranch Boss went out to Locomotive to work some cattle and took along a few of the boys for some help. It was a typical dusty and windy day, which meant that these kids couldn’t hear or hardly hear what they were being told to do. That’s kind of a must when you are the gate man on a sorting day. Even when they figured out some hand signals, the cowboys would forget to use them! The Ranch Boss just told them, “When you have one boy, there is one boy… two boys there is a half a boy… three boys means no boys!”

Magical Ranch Mornings

Mornings on the ranch really can be magical. The fields smell incredible, the sun streams over the hills, and the birds are singing. Those moments just make you want to stand still to soak up every bit of the promise of a new day. Some mornings are a little magical than other, like when The Ranch Boss headed out for morning chores to find the old farm hand tractor running in the stack yard. What’s so magical about that? No one was there and no one had been there. The tractor started up by itself! They actually figure that a few mice got chewing on the wires, crossed them, and started the old tractor up.

The Beginning of Crop Circles and BE Farms

Being observant and industrious ranch kids, The Rancher, The Cowpoke, and a few fellow farming friends started their own farms- The BE Farms. They had their own patch of dirt to plant their hay and grain in and despite their clever schemes and earnest efforts their crops didn’t produce well. Buts really no problem when your little field neighbors dad’s big hay field. Just grab your best pair of kindergarten scissors and cut some yourself a supplemental hay crop! Don’t be surprised if the carefully cut pivot circes are mistaken for deer getting in the hay! The Rancher Boss was sure there was a herd of deer… nope- just a herd of little boys!

The Rooster Story

We love having chicken for fresh eggs, but once upon a time the ranch raised their own chickens for the meat. This meant that they had a rooster. And not any ol’ rooster. He was the nastiest, meanest old thing. So mean that the boys wouldn’t go gather the eggs for fear of that rooster chasing after them with his lethal beak. Rancher Sr., tired of the boys not getting the eggs, decided he was going to do something about it. His solution- a 2×4. He left the rooster for dead in the field, sure that the problem was solved. Weeks later, The Rancher was crouched down working on his snow mobile in the shop when all of the sudden, this rooster jumps up on his leg. He perched up there, ruffled his feathers a bit and just stood like he was some sort of pet! Rancher Sr. must have knocked something loose on that rooster, because ever since then he was pleasant as ever! But they tell me he did walk with his head cocked to one side…

It’s just ON FIRE!

The Cowpoke came back to help on the ranch between semesters a few times. It’s the sort of thing these boys live for- dad telling them that he needs them to stay to work on the ranch with them. What they don’t live for is the tractor catching fire on them! While The Cowpoke was doing some farm work he started smelling a little smoke. Being a good farmer he stopped to check under the hood only to see a bird’s nest on fire and shooting flames out the side! Lucky enough he was parked right next to the ditch. Unfortunately he didn’t have a thing to haul water in! He was clever (and probably calm) enough to notice the 4 wheeler there that he was able to jump on to find a 5 gallon bucket at the stack yard. Rancher Sr. was there too, curious as to why The Cowpoke would leave his post on the tractor a bucket. Um, ya… it’s only ON FIRE! Maybe that was the beginning of the Eliason Fire Brigade…

The Buckaroo’s First Catch

The Buckaroo has a knack for twirling a rope. Will Rogers has nothing on him! Well, I’m sure that he will be that good someday, soon! This roping craze started young, like 2 years old. The beginning of his roping career was marked with his first tie down. He had been outside playing with the dog, typical boy thing. But after a bit he randomly ran in the house. A minute later he ran back out… with his rope. Then not too much longer he can back inside… without his rope. When mom asked where the roped was he simply replied, “I tied the dog to the tree…” True enough, that little cowboy had roped and hog-tied the dog to the tree!

A Needle Stick

One fine branding day, I was in charge of giving the shots. I was double fisting even. Before we would get to work on the calves we had to have them rolled on the right side. If there wasn’t a free man to do it I would jump in and try to help. Easy, not a problem. Except the time that as I rolled the calf and bent down so did The Rancher’s uncle behind me. It was like two magnets coming together- his bum and my needle. AH! If there was ever a terrible place for a needle stick it had to be there!

Boys and Hot Shots

Little boys and hot shots are always a scary combination, but give them to a little boy that wants to zap his neighbor. There was a little cousin that loved the hot shot and would just come up to whoever and give them a little zap. The boys got so sick of it that occasionally they would give him a taste of his own medicine. And then came the day that he accidentally got The Buckaroo. He was so sick of this kid doing it and not knowing it wasn’t on purpose, he turned around and got him back so bad! Needless to say, he didn’t get anyone with the hot shot again!

A LESS Than Picture Perfect Cattle Drive

May 23, 2014 by Allison

Today we moved cows. It was so far from picture perfect. I mean it. I took my camera but just left it in the truck because there was no time to snap a picture in the midst of our near disaster cattle drive.

There are two things that make a drive go smooth that we didn’t have- a LOT of cowboys and good fences. Here’s the low down of how this day went.

Let’s talk about a little about fence etiquette. In Idaho, the “fencing law” is a fence out law (not to be confused with a fence outlaw that probably steals fences or something). That means that if you are, let’s say a farmer, you’re responsible to fence animals out of your farm ground. Particularily if it borders public ground.

The cattle we were moving were out on a Forest Service pasture with cows from two other ranches. The area has Forest Service ground, but a lot of private farm ground. In fact most of the way to the field we were heading to (6 miles) was bordered by farm ground except the last bit. And, yep, you guessed it… those farmers hadn’t put much stock in the fencing law.

There were places that the fence was up… but the wires were so loose calves just crawled right through them. It kept the in a little better than no fence at all because they could at least see something in the way. But so much of the fence was taken down, left in a mess on the ground. The darn thing didn’t even look scary enough to keep them from trying to get out. And with it being dropped to the ground we had another issue to deal with, getting the horses caught in the fence!

For hours we fought cows trying to cut back into the tempting green wheat fields. And we lost. The cows won. It seemed that they were crawling through the fences everywhere, when there was actually a fence, I mean. Cutting across the fields had its own extra setbacks. There were so many places that was loose dirt that as the herd crossed over it made a cloud of dust so bad you could hardly see the cowboy next to you. The cows don’t like dustiness like that (not that I blame them… actually I do, because if they would have stayed on the road we could have avoided the dust!) A couple of times they got so lost in the dust (or just annoyed by it) they tried to turn back on us. Just what we needed- crazy cows not being able to see where they are going so they turn and go… anywhere else!

The cows in the front were on a mission. They knew they were literally heading to greener pasture, so they walked out. Fast. But then there was the slow babies in the back. Their little tired legs just couldn’t keep up. Before we knew it, we were stretched out for miles moving along a non-existing fence with cows breaking into the first green thing they could see. Every time we would lose a group of cows through the fence a cowboy would follow to get them back out. Before we knew it, there were more cows and cowboys out on the wheat fields than on the road! Actually there was a point I was the lone rider moving down the road.

It might have not all been so bad if we could have had all the cowboys we needed. We needed to have guys at the front with the lead cows, guys doing the gates, guys pushing over the cows that were crawling through, and guys pushing the cows the length of the herd. But we didn’t.

At one point The Rancher switched from his horse to his steel horse which helped him buzz around which saved us. He was able to get ahead of the herd to close gates, get around the lead cows in the wheat field and head them back. It’s just too bad we didn’t have like three more guys helping do all that work…

We made it eventually and really no worse for the wear. We found all of the strays and after a while the bull in the trees decided to come out. But, heaven willing, we will NEVER have to do that again!

Changing Sprinklers with The Rancher’s Wife (because I LOVE it!)

May 20, 2014 by Allison

My high school summer work was working for a neighbor on his ranch (no surprises, right?). Every morning we would start the day moving the wheel lines and a few hand lines. I loved it. Every part.

I’m not really sure why- maybe it was knowing that the work we were doing was growing the hay we would harvest. Maybe it was doing a job that I could do well. I would say that it was playing in the water, put at that time in the morning the water was COLD. I actually wonder if I didn’t love it because it was one of the times that my OCD-ness really came in handy- straight wheel lines, unplugged nozzles, the birds standing upright…

It has its bad moments- like when you have to get the heavy mover through the ditch and you fall in. Ya… not so cool. Or you have a riser blow its top, continually. In fact, I have an Instagram buddy say Irrigation=Irritation. So true.

But still… I loved and still love moving sprinklers. And The Rancher loves that I love it. Its not too hard to hard to get me to come help and make the work go a little faster (isn’t that what every rancher wants in a wife?). Thankfully, he does it in the evenings when I can help out (and not egg cold!). He’ll go in one direction to work on a line while I turn off another. We jump between the different lines to get them drained, moved and the pressured up again. Of course along the way there are seals to fix, drains and nozzles to replace, or lines to wash out. It seems that something always needs a little fixing…

Doing this together for a few years we have learned a few things- bring the bag of tools, have a stash of oil and gas, and always wear water boots- even when you shouldn’t be in the water… because Murphy’s Law is a part of changing sprinklers!

** Funny side note- when I asked The Rancher’s Sidekick what I should title this post he said, “Um… Lemonade!” Yes, it is a sprinkler changing, lemonade sippin’ spring day at our house. Summer is on its way!

Happy Mudders Day from The Rancher’s Wife

May 11, 2014 by Allison

There are too many good mothers (and mothering women) out there to not say Happy Mother’s Day to!

You are amazing, you know! There are so many things that you do- manage your home, chase your kids, help your husband, work in the community, serve your friends and neighbors and somehow you manage to still be you.

AMAZING!

So here is a little note from The Rancher’s Wife.

Delicious, Home-Cooked Steak Dinner

May 9, 2014 by Allison

Sunday is Mother’s Day, and I hope you have big plans for pampering the mother’s in your lives. Maybe you’ll do a little breakfast in bed, beautiful spring flowers, some chocolates maybe or how about a nice dinner to say thank you.

Growing up it was my mom that pulled together those nice holiday meals that added just the right touch to the day. Not to say that dad couldn’t, but it was mom’s forte. That usually meant that when it came to Mother’s Day we were already starting without our MVP. I don’t want you to fall short this Mother’s Day, so here is a SUPER easy, delicuious and easy meal to show the mom’s in your life just how much you care!

At our house you can never go wrong with a nice steak dinner. And when you cook them on the grill, its minimal mess which means minimal clean up (for you… because momma isn’t doing dishes on Mother’s Day, remember?).

The most important step in making this isn’t going to be at home- its at the grocery store. A good steak isn’t made with the rubs, seasonings, or marinades (although they do make for some awesome added flavor!). Its how that calf was grown (ok, so really its starts on the ranch, but you don’t have much control over that!). At the meat counter, take the time to choose a steak with good color and good marbling- the little flecks of fat that are in the meat. This is where you get your flavor and what makes a steak tender. Factor in the cut, or the type of steak, that you are getting. Choose one that is from the rib area. Steaks that come from places like the shoulder tend to be a less tender. Personally, my favorite is a T-bone… yep… I love T-bone steak.

Once you get your steak home the stage is set for some incredible eating with only a little bit of work. Get the grill hot and ready to go and when its hot, its time to get cooking.

After putting the steaks on the grill, add a little salt. Partially for flavor, but also because that helps to keep the juicy flavor in the steak. A LONG time ago you learned about how water follows salt in some science class, right? This is when you are finally gonna use what you learned!

Let it cook for a good 1-2 minutes and then turn in 45 degrees to give it that criss-cross look. Besides looking so professional (which is what we’re going for, right?!), those lines are seared, which sort of caramelizes the surface and locks in more of that delicious flavor!

Once you rotate your steak, let it grill for another 2-3 minutes and then flip and repeat. A little more salt for flavor AND to keep your steak moist. This time we like to add a little more seasonings- just some pepper and good ol’ seasoning salt (at this house, sometimes less is more!). After its cooked for a minute or two, rotate. Give it another good couple of minutes and then you’re done!

Unless you’re going for a well-done cooked steak. Then you’re not done. Keep cooking…

Timing is important to cooking steaks. You don’t want to under cook your meat, pull it off and then have to start over. Ideally, you only want to flip your steak once. But the opposite is possible- over cooking. I’m not a fan of burnt steak… or a dry steak. I don’t know about you, but pink in the middle is perfect.

But however your momma likes it, is what we’re going for. And no matter how that is, she is gonna love your delicious, home-cooked steak dinner. Add some steamed veggies and some fresh watermelon and you will rule the day!

Because really, don’t all the mom’s in your life deserve nothing but your best?

Happy Mother’s Day! (early…)