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Unplug.

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Over the last couple of weeks I’ve been doing some serious soul searching.

Maybe it’s because this is my last week of being 25…or maybe it’s because I’m sick of living “the way I’m supposed to”.

It seems like society has painted a completely unrealistic idea of what a woman is “supposed to be”. We are supposed to dress nice, fix our hair, do our makeup and always be on point. We’re supposed to drive nice cars, raise nice families, sip our wine and never cuss. We’re “SUPPOSED” to be stay-at-home-mom’s or climbing the corporate ladder.

…but WHY?

What is SO wrong with a girl who can take care of herself? Why is it SO unsuitable for a girl to enjoy hunting, fishing and playing in the mud? Why is it frowned upon for a lady to turn a wrench and get her hands greasy, or work her ass off in the oilfield, or be skilled in running large equipment? And just why is it SO wrong for a woman to choose to not have children?

I guess I probably sound like some sort of feminist or something, but I wouldn’t really say that.

I believe WOMEN are the ones who’ve given us these ridiculous stereotypes. They are the ones who are offended by the women like me who CAN get along just fine in a mans world. I would never fight for some sort of “equality” …I just want to be recognized for working my ass of just like the next guy.

BUT…back to wherever I was going with this.

In realizing that I’m 100% the opposite of what society expects me to be..I came to realize something…that it’s completely okay!

I no longer wish to appease anyone and their expectations of a woman.

I want people to continue to say “I think it’s so weird that you do that.”

I want people to continue to bring up the fact that I’m different…because different is good, period. I want to start conversations and be an advocate of women learning to do shit they’re “not supposed to know” …hell, maybe I’ll put on a camp.

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I’m just so over living in this social media run world..and plan to completely unplug from it. I don’t want or need a Facebook, but got one because I was convinced It’d help my business…it hasn’t. I am ready to go back to my roots. Spending hours upon hours outside, in nature…doing the things I love to do. Sure, I still have to go to work…but I don’t have to come home, turn on a TV, play on my phone and “connect” constantly.

I think if we’d all take a little more time getting to know ourselves and this absolutely incredible world we live in…we’d be a lot more humble about all the stuff we have.

Sit back for a minute and think about that.

UNPLUG and LIVE your LIFE…

Do the thing you want to do.

Go to the freaking gym and eat right.

GET OUTSIDE.

Go on adventures.

Find true love.

Meet new people.

LAUGH.EVERY.DAY!

Life is what you make it people, so make it one big incredible voyage that’s worth talking about.

Be in the moment…

…just live.

xoxo

OkieGirl

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My Favorite Things: Country Summer Edition

Red dirt and wheat fields, corn husks and whiskey,

Hound dogs and shotguns and folks feeling frisky.

Bass ponds and camp fires in summer or spring,

These are a few of my favorite things!

Big jacked up pickups and mud holes and swimming,

Dirt roads and tractors, the sun as it’s dimming.

Cat fish on trot lines and no phones to ring,

These are a few of my favorite things!

Girls in their cutoffs and old Tony Llama’s

The rebel flag waving, ignoring our Mommas

Flip cup and beer pong, so drunk that we sing

These are a few of my favorite things!

When the snow comes,

When the beer’s gone,

When I’m feeling sad….

I simply remember my favorite things

Then I don’t feel so bad.

AND – you’re welcome! 😉

Hope this gave you a little smile!

If you have a verse to add – leave it below! 😉

xoxo

OkieGirl

It’s a lifestyle, not a dress code.

I’d like to take you back to 1999, when I was 10 years old.

Now, mind you, I don’t know exactly what I was doing at 10…but I have a fairly good idea!

On a Friday after school you could find me outside, rummaging around in the trees, making stuff (tire swings, agility courses for my dogs, a fort, etc.) playing with the dogs, walking to the pond, fishing, or playing with a friend…OUTSIDE.

When fall would come I couldn’t wait for enough leaves to fall to rake up the biggest pile you have EVER seen; just to barrel it down and do it again.

Fall would also bring deer season, and some of the BEST times with my Dad. Hell, every time with my Dad is a great time.

The winter would find me outside in a snow suit, rolling around in the snow…hooking my dogs up to a sled and throwing a ball, sledding behind the four-wheeler…and getting in trouble for wearing flip flops.

My summers growing up were spent at the farm; swimming, fishing, camping, cooking and enjoying every sunset and every star…following my Dad around, asking him a MILLION questions.

There wasn’t a weekend growing up that I didn’t spend with him, doing something outside. It may have just been driving around the dirt roads, looking at the sights. It could have been fishing for crawdads, or catfish. It was the early mornings waking up to freeze our asses off and go sit in a deer stand. We may have been riding around on the four-wheeler, chasing and shooting armadillos…or blazing a new trail through the farm, but we were always doing something.

I learned so many things so young.

I caught my first big bass (6.5lbs) when I was 5. By myself, thank you!

I pulled my first big catfish (57lbs) off the line when I was around 13.

I shot my first deer when I was probably about 12.

I’ve been an outdoorsman since I could walk, and that will never change.

I still fish, hunt, hike, build, dirt road, camp, swim in the ponds….and probably always will.

Anyone can get online and buy a pair of boots and a camo shirt and call themselves country…but country is something you’re born into and raised in. It’s a lifestyle, not a dress code. It’s who you are inside and out. It’s values and appreciation for people, animals, and the land that the good Lord has blessed us with.

I will NEVER tire sharing my lifestyle with those who have never been blessed to live it.

And I will ALWAYS be exactly who I’ve always been.

Forever.

xoxo

-Okie Girl