My name is Ashley. I am a 24 year old simple-country-life kinda gal, with a love for the ocean. But, I also love to travel, cook, bake, dance, explore, garden, and whatever else I want to tackle. Here's my story (well, some of it) :
I grew up on a dairy farm in southern Minnesota. My love for the simple country life began there. The best view in the world I've ever seen, was the sun setting over my farm while sitting on a rope swing. Nothing else compares to that.
I went to a private 3 room schoolhouse in the middle of nowhere, from 1st to 8th grade. My love for the traditional lifestyle was structured here. Our day started out with prayer, pledge, the Bible - and it ended that way, too. 4 others graduated there with me. There was 1 teacher for the kindergartener's, 1 for the 1st thru 4th graders, and 1 for the 5th thru 8th graders. We had another teacher that would teach in all areas where needed. Chapel was every Wednesday with the Pastor, and we did chores every day. Some days we would help serve lunch with our 1 lunch lady, others we would do dishes, or wash tables, or sweep, or put the flag on the pole... through this, we learned responsibility. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
I attended (guess what?) a small, private high school, too. This was actually in town this time, if you consider a 900 population village a town. My class was the biggest class they've had - 15 people! Which is a lot better compared to 2 grades ahead of us and their class of one. Yup, one person. We had chores here, too but not as many. We did have more teachers though, about 5. We were, however, lacking a hot lunch program. We brought our lunch to school every day. If our class wanted to raise money for the Senior Class Trip, we would bring in food like chili or soup, and each student paid to eat the meal. Anyways, it was another great school.
We didn't stay on the farm forever. We moved to the next town over to be on the lake. It had always been my mom's dream to live on the water, so we did. I got to stay at my same school, but the view out my window was just different. We still owned the farm, and still do today. If I ever get too stressed and lost in my world, all I need to do is take the 15 minute drive til I see my white farmhouse, my white barn, and those cute, but smelly, cows. Problems just seem to shrink away, and I am reminded of who I am and where I've been.
I did the college thing for a few years... took some marketing classes and all. That phase of my life ended once I found a job that paid just fine for what I needed in life. Degree-less, I stepped into the career world.
And here I am, 24 and living life. I met a man named James in 2011, and we've lived together ever since. He is hard-working, loyal, and smart. My dog's name is Jack and my world revolves around him. My focus is learning to eat right, finding a farm to buy, and being a woman my kids will be proud of.
I grew up on a dairy farm in southern Minnesota. My love for the simple country life began there. The best view in the world I've ever seen, was the sun setting over my farm while sitting on a rope swing. Nothing else compares to that.
I went to a private 3 room schoolhouse in the middle of nowhere, from 1st to 8th grade. My love for the traditional lifestyle was structured here. Our day started out with prayer, pledge, the Bible - and it ended that way, too. 4 others graduated there with me. There was 1 teacher for the kindergartener's, 1 for the 1st thru 4th graders, and 1 for the 5th thru 8th graders. We had another teacher that would teach in all areas where needed. Chapel was every Wednesday with the Pastor, and we did chores every day. Some days we would help serve lunch with our 1 lunch lady, others we would do dishes, or wash tables, or sweep, or put the flag on the pole... through this, we learned responsibility. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
I attended (guess what?) a small, private high school, too. This was actually in town this time, if you consider a 900 population village a town. My class was the biggest class they've had - 15 people! Which is a lot better compared to 2 grades ahead of us and their class of one. Yup, one person. We had chores here, too but not as many. We did have more teachers though, about 5. We were, however, lacking a hot lunch program. We brought our lunch to school every day. If our class wanted to raise money for the Senior Class Trip, we would bring in food like chili or soup, and each student paid to eat the meal. Anyways, it was another great school.
We didn't stay on the farm forever. We moved to the next town over to be on the lake. It had always been my mom's dream to live on the water, so we did. I got to stay at my same school, but the view out my window was just different. We still owned the farm, and still do today. If I ever get too stressed and lost in my world, all I need to do is take the 15 minute drive til I see my white farmhouse, my white barn, and those cute, but smelly, cows. Problems just seem to shrink away, and I am reminded of who I am and where I've been.
I did the college thing for a few years... took some marketing classes and all. That phase of my life ended once I found a job that paid just fine for what I needed in life. Degree-less, I stepped into the career world.
And here I am, 24 and living life. I met a man named James in 2011, and we've lived together ever since. He is hard-working, loyal, and smart. My dog's name is Jack and my world revolves around him. My focus is learning to eat right, finding a farm to buy, and being a woman my kids will be proud of.