Per usual, I am little behind on my Mother’s Day tribute this year, but you should all expect that from me by now. As is the case for most, time is a precious commodity these days, and things hit me at some of the most unlikely moments. This past weekend, I was sitting in church doing my Sunday “meditation” for the better part of the sermon (my kids accuse me of sleeping, but I’m really just...
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God Cracker (n.) meaning communion wafer. Used in a sentence, “Mom, I want a God Cracker!” My boys have always been inquisitive about how things work and tend to ask frequently if they can engage in the same activities as adults. During a Sunday church service several weeks ago, my son made a unique observation. We were nearing the part of the service when it was almost time for communion and...
There is a John Deere 4240 hooked to the unloading auger at our family farm right now. Its sole purpose for the season is to auger the harvested grain into the bins as trucks brimming with bright yellow corn and soybeans are unloaded. My young nephews can amp it up and get the auger running when the semi drives across the unloading dock, which saves their dad a few steps. My own dad bought that tractor...
The Peters family has been up to our usual summer event schedule. We stay up entirely too late, we have a hard time waking up every morning, and we don’t get enough time to do all the fun things that fun moms let their kids do (i.e. go to the pool daily). Yesterday, we helped wrangle some cattle out at the original White Farmhouse, and I was told by my younger brother that I wasn’t any good at...
Today marks the start of the 2020-2021 school year for Wayne Community Schools. One thing I can say for sure is that we are sending tomorrow’s leaders out into a whole new world this school year. As I was getting ready for the day, I had the local news on, mainly to see the weather forecast for the week. However, every other story was about the trials and tribulations, the arguments, the discontent,...
We drew a wild card this year, but it just so happens I have an ace in the hole. Lucky Logan Peters turns lucky #7 today. He’s sporting his first wiggly tooth and counting on some bank from the tooth fairy this week. Who knows, today might even be the lucky day at the rate things are going! PERSEVERANCE Seven. Years. My May Day, mayday! Snow storm and all! I wanted to take a moment to...
Time to get real. This week has not consisted of any Covid shining moments for me. Yesterday, I managed to get into a knock-down, drag-out fight over Little Red Riding Hood with my 6-year old. It ended with me literally tearing his assignment into teeny-tiny pieces right in front of him. All because he wouldn’t do his homework when told. Definitely not my shiniest mom moment. Good thing he was...
I haven’t been sleeping much since I got this hair-brained idea to expand my real estate game in 2020. I’m living on caffeine, grain alcohol, ibuprofen, a bit of nicotine, Tums, hard seltzer, and a prayer. Just call me Bon Jovi. The first year for any new business is tough, but if I get taken down by some disease a bat promulgated without gaining super hero powers to save Gotham City, I will be...
Many of you have asked me about the name of my company, White Farmhouse Realty, LLC. The White Farmhouse comes from my first home. Simple as that. It is a place that shaped me into the person I am today and that continues to shape me and my family on a daily basis. I cannot think of a better way for me to represent your next home purchase or sale than to share my real life story of what home means to...