I'm a thirty-something ranch wife, mother of four, moderately agoraphobic middle child who grew up on a golf course in the city. — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“On the beginning of the eighth run, just after Father Johnson gave us another “Nope. You’re not getting it right, kids…” Mike’s… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Still, I didn’t want to show up for the meeting empty-handed, so that night at my parents’ house I holed up in… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“How much do you know about each other?” was Father Johnson’s final question of the day. Marlboro Man and I looked at… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Still, I didn’t want to show up for the meeting empty-handed, so that night at my parents’ house I holed up in… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Ms. Altar Guild gently coaxed my father and me toward the door. “It’s time,” she whispered. My stomach fell. What was happening?… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Back in the pens, once the herd was gathered, the men gingerly and methodically guided the calves into a separate gated area.… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“We drove a couple of miles to a pasture near his parents’ house and met up with the other early risers. I… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I opened the front door of my parents’ house the next evening. His starched blue denim shirt caught my eye only seconds… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“It’s a girl,” I heard Marlboro Man tell his mom. Nurses dabbed my bottom with gauze. “Ree did great,” he continued. “The… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Come over early tomorrow morning,” Marlboro Man asked over the phone one night. “We’re gathering cattle, and I want you to meet… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“On the ride back to my house, I asked Marlboro Man all about his parents. Where they’d met, how long they’d been… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“How much do you know about each other?” was Father Johnson’s final question of the day. Marlboro Man and I looked at… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“What would you do if Ree became gravely ill?” Father Johnson asked Marlboro Man. “Well, sir,” Marlboro Man replied, “I’d take care… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“When I arrived, I immediately saw the mother of an ex-boyfriend, the kind of ex-boyfriend that would make you want to look… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Have you talked about how many children you’d like to have?” “Yes, sir,” Marlboro Man said. “And?” Father Johnson prodded. “I’d like… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“The wedding rehearsal itself was uneventful until Father Johnson decided it was time to show Marlboro Man and me the proper way… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“What else haven’t you told me?” I thought for a minute. “Actually, yes…there is,” I replied, pausing to consider my words carefully, “I eat… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“More and more, I began helping around the homestead. I learned to operate my John Deere mower so I could keep the yard around… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“I walked proudly out of the church, the new wife of Marlboro Man. When we exited the same doors through which my dad and… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“When we arrived at the wedding at Marlboro Man’s grandparents’ house, I gasped. People were absolutely everywhere: scurrying and mingling and sipping champagne and… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“What is it?” I asked, pasting a magazine photo of a football--found in an old Seventeen magazine spread--on my beloved’s collage. “Well, a bunch… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“When I arrived, I immediately saw the mother of an ex-boyfriend, the kind of ex-boyfriend that would make you want to look as good… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“At times the differences concerned me. Could I ever be with a man who’d never, in his entire life, eaten sushi? Could I, a… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“You did not do my homework assignment for me,” he said, grabbing the collage again and looking it over. “I had insomnia,” I said.… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“I couldn’t bear the thought of a ham sandwich. Imagining milk trickling down my esophagus almost sent me over the edge. Even the saltines… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“Marlboro Man picked me up the next evening, exactly one month before our wedding day. Our evening apart had made the heart grow fonder,… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“I’ll send the nurse in here in a minute, okay?” Waste of time , I thought. “Okay, but…do you think there’s anything we can… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“How come I wasn’t riding around in his middle seat? Was I supposed to initiate this? Was this expected of me? Because I probably… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“I’ll see you in the morning. Oh, and hey…if I don’t answer the door right away it probably means I’m doing some weight training… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
“Minutes later, we were back at the sliding glass door that led inside the house--me, leaning against the glass, Marlboro Man anchoring me there… — Ree Drummond Copy Share
