.: Ranch Kids :.

Now, I know that I didn't technically live at the ranch, but I spent the majority of my childhood there :o)

"You know you lived at the Flying H Youth ranch if...


You threaten your kids with a white card

You hate day old donuts because you ate so many of them

You know how to build secret forts out of hay bales

You automatically do the sniff test on all individual sized chocolate milks

You ever hunted skunks at the pig barn

You didn't worry if your kids were out in the woods for hours

You wish your local public school had a rock pile

You know what a slop bucket is

You carefully inspect all forms of bread before consuming

You've ever hunted cats

Your favorite sweatshirt is a back room special

You understand what Hit the Loop means

The thought of going on an 8 or 10 day Survival Hike with food seems wimpy

You ever rode a snowmobile in your slippers

Your favorite gospel song is There is a Light in the Window

You didn't care if your kid shouted Mom, I'm going to the river.

You still have a stash of Y2K wheat and beans

While running baseball bases you keep an eagle eye out for cow pies

The sight of an elk hanging on a swing set while children play inspires joy

You bang the door loudly before going into a back storage room to scare away the cockroaches

Please feel free to forward to any past or present Flying H staff or staff kids or residents. If you think of another one, email me with it and I'll put together a part 2!

Blessings,

Rebecca Roberts"

.: Breathe :.

My new favorite song.

Breathe (2 AM) by Anna Nalick

2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
Can you help me unravel my latest mistake,
I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites, you're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track,we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button girl,
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe, just breathe,
Woah breathe, just breathe

May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
Just a day, he sat down to the flask in his fist,
Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year.
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him, maybe I'll just sing about it.

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe, just breathe,
Woah breathe, just breathe

There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout
'Cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, its no longer
Inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
And breathe, just breathe
Woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.