I have been a horrible blogger. I have two blogs and I can't even keep up with this one. Not that I've had much to think about other than being sick. I would think "Achooo." Or "I must have a tissue now." Or "I'm hot, no I'm cold, no I'm hot."

Now I'm finally able to have a complex thought, but I get very tired from doing the littlest thing. Grocery shopping killed me last night. I thought I was going to fall to a puddle on the floor in the frozen foods section. Then driving home from the grocery store was a twenty minute drive and even more tiring. It was also very weird since farmers were out harvesting beets and bright lights would come from odd directions. I'm not sure I'll ever get used to this small town living.

But The Boy loves it. He states this on a weekly basis how much he lives living in our little town. And I like it, just am not used to some things. I must be the town bitch because I do not have the waving thing down. I almost never wave. I get nervous when I suspect a wave coming on and I almost never initiate a wave. It's much too complicated. Thanks goodness I don't drive farm implements. I'd be off my rocker.

There's a story to tell about farming later on...