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Jessica Crouch
Some people tattoo themselves into the fiber of your being without your permission.

Some people tattoo themselves into the fiber of your being without your permission.

When I think back on the last 18 years of being a business owner, and a boss… so many people’s boss. Gah. Is that what I am? I didn’t set out to be that, but there it is. When I think back on the people that have passed thru the doors of our business over the years I am suddenly hit with a dose of retrospection I did not anticipate. There are those that have come and gone. The ones, I will admit, that I struggle to even remember their names. Then there are those that left such a damaging...

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I don’t have the words to describe how much of a jerk I am.

I don’t have the words to describe how much of a jerk I am.

I don’t have the words to describe how much of a jerk I am. Yesterday was day 20-something straight at work due to NFR, etc… We were scrambling to get all the remaining inventory online for the annual After NFR Sale, I had a vet appt. at 1:00 to ultrasound and see how badly my good barrel horse’s leg was jacked up due to getting it caught in a fence the day after I left for Vegas, I haven’t had time to Christmas shop or get a tree, and I was just cranky and sour. Life seemed overwhelming, and I was...

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Jessica Crouch
I didn't want to go to work anymore.

I didn't want to go to work anymore.

I didn’t want to go to work anymore.  The business that had once fueled my passions and could keep me up 24 hours straight, effortlessly churning out new designs, didn’t exist anymore. It now felt like work.  After 17 years, I had unwittingly steered us down a path where we were spending a large percentage of time mass producing wholesale products. Tho successful, the opportunity for creativity was so limited that I had almost forgotten what it felt like. My fire was out.  I was desperate to find my passion again, and little did I know just how transformational Marilyn...

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Jessica Crouch
Vinny

Vinny

I’m writing this because there’s somebody that needs to read this. There’s somebody who has a horse like this in their pasture and is doubting themselves like I did. I wasn’t supposed to own him. I actually went to look at another horse, a 2 yo, that was bred better, but turned out not to strike my fancy in person. And as we were getting ready to leave, the owner confessed she was going thru a divorce and just needed to move some horses. Was there anything else I was interested in? So we took one more lap around her...

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