I seem to be reading a lot of things lately about rural living. Like in places that don't have Targets. Practically the wilderness. And I find myself with the huge desire to say so long to Chiquita (as if I could bring myself to leave her) and pack it all up and move to the country and raise sheep. Who wants to come along? Anyone? We can grow our own vegetables and live off the fat of the land. I'll knit us all sweaters from the sheep wool. And we'll have chickens and a couple of cows and some horses and billy goats. We'll wear boots and drive trucks and start saying ya'll and ma'am. It will be a lot of work but we'll have modern conveniences like indoor plumbing and America's Next Top Model.
But then I remind myself that it takes years for me to finish any knitting project and I don't look good in boots. But I had to do something about the urge. So on Saturday I went to Wal-Mart (which is incredibly back-woodsy, don't you think.) and picked up some plants and went to town planting flowers and tomatoes and squash. Seeing as I have no experience with planting things, and as I live in a first floor apartment with limited sunshine, this should be fun. Then I made bread, which, since the dough hook for the Kitchen Aide wasn't where it's suppose to be and I really hate searching for things, I ended up kneading by hand. And while that was baking I finished up a quilt I've working on. It was very Little House on the Prairie. I even managed a good crying scene earlier in the day, just like Pa would do. (I cry over something practically every day. Just like Pa. We're sensitive, alright?)
Now, what would Ma Ingles do about a sty? I have one in the lower corner of my left eye and while the pain has subsided a little the redness and puffiness are still there. I'm going to show up to nun-chucks class tonight and the 12 year olds are going to think that I hit myself in the eye while practicing my spin set. NO, 12 year-olds, I didn't hit myself in the eye. The nose, cheek, shoulder, knee, forehead and lip, yes. But my eyes have been spared. For now.