pomeranian versus snow by Brooke Haney

Although we had quite a few snowy days in Oklahoma, they were often outweighed by ice storms that took their toll on power lines and livestock.

So, you can image the delight of a true snow day while living an urban existence in Nashville's east side. I've never seen The Walking Dead, but I image our 'hood could have passed for a scene or two. Imagine folks walking down the center of a snow-filled street toward the local Kroger to fill their bellies. 

To be fair, I keep our pantry quite stocked. We just needed out of the house. We were stir crazy, man. 

The dog turned into a real jerk who gave us the a serious guilt trip for forcing her inside every so often to knock off the snow frozen to her little body. 

Pomeranian_Snow

Just look at the little snow bunny. She could barely walk yet she threw us some mad shade when we called her indoors.

Molly_Pomeranian_Haney

Now that the snow is gone we're left dreaming of another snow day. 'till next time. 

2016: living with intention by Brooke Haney

I slid into twenty sixteen like an ill-prepared marathon runner crawls across the finish line. My muscles were sore, my brain hurt and my body needed about 14 gallons of water.

2015 was a year to praise for it’s glorious adventures: moving, jobs, friends, et al. 

Just look at that map, though. That's every work trip, friend trip, Haney vacation (oh, hey, Mexico). It's great, right?

I'm so grateful to have a career that allows me to work with some of the most talented agriculturalists and developers in the world. Truly.

Just look at that house in the historic Jonas Snowstorm of 2016.


And I'm also grateful to say I'm a happy homeowner. A homeowner who really likes to stay home. 

This year I'm going to live more intentionally. Weigh my options. Keep my priorities close. Do more of what makes me happy.

I can say this, you know, because it's a resolution I can keep. It's already February for crying out loud. I'm doing this. It's happening.  

will loves courtney by Brooke Haney

A week to the day after turning 21, my little brother married his high school sweetheart. Courtney, who is making a run for the title of favorite sister, is the perfect addition to the Clay family. In all honesty, she most definitely works harder than anyone else and has somehow found a balance in being Will's biggest cheerleader and keeping him alive. The latter, of course, it a big feat considering his adventurous shenanigans. Bless you, Courtney. 

WillClay
WillClay_Brother
ToriAnnaClay

The only thing that could have made Saturday better was if college football took a hiatus so my better half could join. Fall weddings, man. 

source: Originallyson Photography

source: Originallyson Photography

source: Originallyson Photography

source: Originallyson Photography

Sammy Kershaw might have written his '93 hit about Courtney, y'all.

She just really doesn't know.

But she is.

On the inside where it counts, too. 

on the eve of fall by Brooke Haney

Today, on the last official day of summer, I’m thrilled—and relieved.

As I look back at the happenings of the past few months I feel a lot like Drake. I wasn’t at the bottom when I started (ahem, Degrassi: The Next Generation) but I feel pretty high right about now.

clay_ranch_horse
Perkins_Oklahoma
John_Deere.jpg

I’m working from the office in the cattle barn this week, which is a stone's throw from the working pens. My heart is full of gratitude for a career in digital media that allows me to pursue my passion for the agricultural industry and work anywhere there is high speed internet.

And, yes, I’m thanking my lucky stars high speed Internet found its way to rural Oklahoma.

The view from the west pasture on Sunday afternoon. 

The view from the west pasture on Sunday afternoon. 

I’m three weeks into a new job, folks. Three weeks with an all-digital agency based in Boston and a client in the animal health industry

As part of the strategy team I’m working with talented, passionate stewards of the digital space on blogger engagement programs, new websites, social strategy, et al.

With an innovative, international brand.

Pinch me. 

Grateful just doesn't seem to do it justice. 

are we there yet? by Brooke Haney

I woke up in the 5 o’clocks because the weight of the world had found itself snuggled on my chest and I needed air more than Jordin Sparks in ’08.

I thrive under pressure. If you have a project in the 11th hour I can be your Oliva Pope. Maybe that’s the problem? I’ve known about our move to Nashville for too long. I’m in the 5th hour and there’s too much time between now and August 8.

It’s just too long to micromanage every detail. From sealing every piece of freshly-laundered linen in a Ziplock space bag to tracking action items (like selling furniture and confirming carpet cleaners) in a shared Google Sheet to making trips to Goodwill to reading books about living a minimalized life I’m simply over thinking everything.

We’re going to get there whether or not the windows in the guest bedroom have been spit-shined. I don’t need to control all the things.

So, as of today, I’m just going to roll with it.

Because, I’m coming off a pretty spectacular weekend with my lovely friend, Kirby; Courtney is already filling my school nights with concerts; and my mom is coming this weekend. Which basically means she’s going to whip my house into shape and I’ll repay her by driving her to all.the.thrift.shops.


tips for downsizing before a big move

This will be the third year in a row I've made a big move — the fourth for Travis. Partner that with moving into a one-bedroom apartment for football season and you'll arrive at the conclusion that "stuff" isn't important and donating it to someone who needs it and selling big pieces to pay for the move is a pretty strong tactic. Or, at least that's where we arrived. 

1. Take stock of everything in your home you can do with out and be relentless. 

Do you love the headboard in the guest bedroom? (yes.) Do you remember who you were with when you found it and how much of a deal it was? (yes and yes.) Do you have all the feelings. (get over it.) 

Does the bedside stand from Hobby Lobby really need to make the move from Texas to Tennessee? (no.)

2. Be creative.

Whether you're writing copy for Craigslist or a buy/sale/trade Facebook group, sell your product. Be witty. Channel your inner Mindy Kaling.

3. be a shot caller.

Price your items a little higher, because they (the people of the internet) are going to negotiate. If you don't want to negotiate with a stranger from craigslist - don't. It's still your stuff and you get to make the decisions. With that, if someone makes you feel uncomfortable, don't meet up with them. There's plenty of Craigslist fish in the sea. 

4. being a pack rat cost cash money.

When you put value to lugging around all the stuff you think you need it get's a little #firstworldproblems to the extreme. Packing supplies, UHaul trucks and storage containers cost money. We (yes, you) are so fortunate to be surrounded by so many high-quality materialistic items. Let's get over ourselves and know our worth isn't synonymous with our processions.

I asked the following questions when deciding whether something could stay. 

  • Does it give you joy? (source: The Life-changing Magic of Tidying)
  • Can it be replaced?
  • Do you need it.

Moving is hard, but moving a lot of stuff you don't need just because you're too afraid to let go is harder. Literally it's harder. Stuff is heavy, man.