Yes, if your child has grown up exploring Vegas while dad works the annual rodeo personnel convention at the NFR, you just might be a rodeo wife. This has been one of the funniest things to learn; read on for more.

Like harvest and hunting seasons, “Felt Hat Season” arrives with the chill of fall. It's the time of year when you swap out your straw hat for the warmth and weight of a good beaver-fur felt.

As a kid I loved to drive the truck while my dad bucked bales and stacked the hay in our barn. He always made sure there were steps for us girls to climb onto the stack and a pile of loose hay to jump into. I remember my Grandpa Corky and how he taught me the perfect way to stack small squares.