March 29, 2007
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Being around farm people only makes me realize how much of not-a-farmer I am. I like being clean. The flipside is, when I'm around "city people" I am, by comparison, a total country bumpkin. Stuck in the middle. Which is funny, 'cause some might say I'm an extremist. My husband and I didn't even kiss before our wedding... Our kids were born at home.. We don't do blanket immunizations ('cept tetanus, but I digress)... We teach our kids at home... No Nintendo (or PS2 or whatever), no licensed characters on our clothes, blah blah blah...
When we're around, say, my cousins in California, we might as well be Amish, with lanterns and buggies and button-free dresses. Then, when we're around say, other homeschool families, we might as well be goth punkrockers. I wear jeans -- and not a skirt!, my kids play (occasional) computer games, we listen to music besides Bill Gauthier and philharmonic orchestras, I don't own a wheat grinder, I wear earrings and makeup!, we watch movies, I don't milk a goat, etc.
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