Cheyenne Stapley

Cheyenne Stapley

There have been days fresh in my mind, where I’ve felt a bit like the fifth grader who missed the memo that today is Pajama Day at school — just a little awkward.

Thursday, 25 October 2012 15:08

It's a Wal-Mart mornin’

I once read that you would be amazed at what you could accomplish if you actually stayed home five days in a row.

Thursday, 18 October 2012 11:47

Ponies are so cute, but soooo frustrating

 Forty four inches tall and a belly to make Santa envious, a sassy bay mare marches to the beat of a song that plays, "the bane of my existence." I've got two daughters and really, it was only a matter of time before a pony ended up on this place.

Wednesday, 10 October 2012 16:01

Relax & Breathe

I sat down on the deck after a day full of wildness with the feel of newspaper between my fingers, while the sun took it's hiding place. My mom had picked me up a free publication in the city. It was aimed at new mom's, the wild and silly creatures that we are. It was stock full advice like: "hey, don't give your kid red dye" and advertisements begging for your bucks in their pockets.

My Grandpa Bill was one of the most well-read, well-travelled, and intelligent men that I have ever known. He journeyed the world with an international organization, CUSO, throughout the ’70s and ’80s to help local people in second- and third-world countries improve farming practices.

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