I love the idea of living on a farm and living off the land. Just the idea.
I mean I also love the idea of running a marathon, but the reality means actually running. And anyone who knows me, knows that if they see me running they'd better call the police.
So yeah, me on a farm is probably a bad idea. I would love it for like three days and then I would totally understand why Ma and Pa Ingalls moved everyone off the prairie and back into town.
Which means that I am just going to order in, from the farm.
Yesterday I got my first order from Farmers to You and this is what I got:
Looks good huh?
Let me tell you, so far so damn good. And I would tell you what I made, only I am typing this as I babysit my darling new niece and she wants something to eat RIGHT THE HELL NOWWWWW!
So, more tomorrow.