• Progress for the Happy Camper

    This road we’re on feels like a long one recently. Over the last couple of weeks there have been ups and downs, which to continue the already on the verge of being over done metaphor, can be described as: dodgy rest stops (the fear that grips you when your husband insists on operating a saw in a terrible mood), armed protest road blocks (the ongoing discussion on liquor licensing), finding a dairy queen in the middle of a dessert (a full set of 1960’s gold leaf cocktail glasses for $2 each at Goodwill!) We keep chugging through it all, hills and valleys, and I know we’ll get there. My eye…

  • Weekending with the Kelly’s

    Here is a glimpse of what our weekends have looked like lately. We have been spending them working on the trailer, stomping puddles, and wrapping our hands around the local’s coffee in attempt to keep warm on these grey days which inevitably lead outside, Henry’s current favorite place. He loves to stomp and splash after his Grandpa showed him the joy of puddles. He loves to walk around the yard and try to get Leupold to give up his ball. He especially loves walks with dada, who for some reason he has started to call “mama” lately. I wonder if this is because in his eyes we are becoming more…

  • Happy Camper Cocktails- the journey begins!

    Hello, beautiful readers. I have some really exciting news. This is happening:….   ….!!!! I almost can’t believe that the Happy Camper Cocktail Company  has come along so quickly in the last few months, but this gorgeous photo literally puts it in black and white and grounds my dream to a new reality. How pretty and professional is this logo? (Rhetorical question, if you don’t adore it please don’t share, because I am obsessed and oh so happy to have it!) This logo feels like the second really big step from taking this dream from a dream, to a trailer, to a business. And, I have a website! Yay! You…

  • Those last ten pounds

    It’s been sixteen months of carrying the extra ten pounds that everyone promised breastfeeding would take care of so I am finally to the point where I am ready to start a workout routine. Summer is calling and I really want to spend my free time in a swimming suit playing in the water with Deyton. But with these extra ten pounds lingering, I am just not feeling confident in swimming suit. Anyone else with me?   The last couple of days I have been reworking my schedule to see how I can fit in gym time between working, commuting, farm chores and hanging with Deyton.  I could drag myself out…

  • Girl Crush: Joanna Gaines

    Every woman between the ages of 25 and 65 is obsessed with her remodels, exquisite taste in pillows, witty husband, and gorgeous sun kissed babies. Yes of course I am talking about Joanna Gaines. Even more so, we’re obsessed with the wholesome family fun the Gaines family models on their weekly show. They make the American dream look really good, and we actually believe in their happiness and strong values. So I wasn’t surprised when I was moved and impressed by this video when a friend sent it. The Gaines don’t hide their Christianity from their viewers, rather they wear it through their actions and attitudes in their daily life,…

  • Happy Camper Cocktail Company- the beginning

    Have I gushed about how awesome my husband is lately? Yes, he makes me laugh and takes awesome care of me and our son (example: last weekend we had a wedding to attend and my stepdad threw out his back and couldn’t watch our son. Mr. Kelly dressed up Hankie Pankie in a suit jacket and Chuck Taylors and brought him to the ceremony, played with him in the sand at the beachfront venue while I did bridesmaid-y things, and then drove him home to my Aunt Debbie who was able to sub-in and put our little man to bed. All told, he drove 4 1/2 hours so that he…

  • Corporate Herdsmanship

    When it comes to my food, I like to keep things separate. If it was socially acceptable I would probably still use one of those kid plates with dividers so all the food stays neat in it’s place. But, when it comes to my life, I prefer to mix it up. In practice this means I check and respond to work emails in the middle of doing farm chores. I blog during my commute to work. I think about my daughter in the middle of work meetings. It means that whether I am at work, at home or in the barn, I am not 100% fully there, part of me is somewhere…

  • Hello 2016- Belinda’s Resolutions

      This year I thought through my New Year’s resolutions as we think about our Simple Goodness life, and categorized my intentions for 2016 within farm, life, home, and food. I don’t have a farm, so I got out of that one really easily. My goals are already 25% easier to achieve! Life Live in the moment, slow it down, keep it simple. I try daily to remind myself of this. I feel like life just isn’t set up this way anymore and it takes a dedicated effort to remind ourselves to unplug and maintain presence. This year I want to read the newspaper cover to cover a few times…

  • Ready for 2016

    Yesterday, Belinda wrote about how Henry’s innocence and enthusiasm saved her Christmas spirit. Usually, Belinda and I follow very parallel paths and I can easily relate to what she is going through, but when it comes to wanting to keep the Christmas spirit going on into the New Year, I just can’t. This Christmas, like all Christmas’, was busy but this year it felt exceptionally busy. I am not sure if it was because I was working more this year or if it was because Deyton is a year older and since she’s walking now, our lives in general are busier. I felt like the festive season rushed right past me. Of course…

  • Snow Day

    Last week I had a meltdown, but Deyton started it. We were in the grocery store when we shouldn’t have been, right before dinner time, after a long day at work. I was hurried and she was hungry, actually hangry is more accurate. I made it to the checkout line just barely when the meltdown started. It was epic! Flailing, screaming, big, giant tears! Not even the strap in the cart could keep her at bay, she was escaping. So I grabbed her and she hit me and arched her back. I was THAT mom and she was THAT child. I couldn’t put my groceries on the belt and hold my…