That's what I keep telling my husband. Blogging doesn't really come naturally to me, but my therapist said I should probably have an outlet for my "creativity". And seeing as how I just made her up, she is really smart and knows what she's talking about. She also looks like Pam Grier.
I tend to have a running commentary in my head, pretty much at any waking moment. Kind of like a newscast but no political talk, very little weather updates and almost no death. I DO however insist on including the witty banter, the sign off and weather girl boobs. The traffic report is brought to you by Sam Kinison. But that's a story for another time. |
Who We Are |
I'm the Fledgling Farmer's Wife (FFW). I've been married to the Fledgling Farmer (FF) for a while now. We have two kids, FF Boy and FF Girl. We also have a lot of poultry and waterfowl. They are for eggs and for sandwiches. We have two cats, Ghostbusters and Slimer. They keep mice away and can be entertaining when we can't get rural internet service that works. We have a bearded dragon named Kevin, whose job is to look cool and silently judge us. Aside from our other ducks, we also have a special duck named FaFa. Her purpose has yet to be determined, but she should try to stay on my good side.
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Our History |
Once upon a time, a Fledgling Farmer Guy met a Fledgling Farmer Lady and they really, really liked each other. Like, LIKE each other like each other. They promised to only really, really like each other as per Elvis, some lady in a drive-through and the state of Nevada. In the quaint city of Las Vegas, they became Fledgling Farmer and the Fledgling Farmer's Wife.
A LOT of liking commenced and Fledgling Farmer children - exhibit A (boy) and exhibit B (girl) - were born. The liking continued when they thought, "Hey ... we should do some of this liking on a farm." So they bought some acreage and moved to the country. They like it. |