rural life

on my way to this babysitting job im doing today (as we speak actually....child #1 just plucked an old sticker from the couch cushions and gave it to me "i don't want it. its fuzzy") i thought long and hard about what i could possibly write about in a blog every single day.

it was incredibly foggy too, by the way. being rather early for a saturday morning. and i practically hit a mennonite boy on a bike. aaaaaand my good friend was txing me as she was driving out of chicago, so i was forced to answer her.

do not text and drive. this is a dangerous, if not fatal, habit.

anyways. blogging. everyday?

impossibility.

its just not going to happen because.......nothing happens. at least, not everyday.

its this darn rural lifestyle.

no no. i love the lifestyle. i think its the best style. its quiet. friendly. simple. you work in a small town and you seriously get to know everyone. if not personally, you know the name. you've heard of them.
you can have impecible gardens. own big cows. grow your own eggs with chickens.

and no one gives a hoot.

but rural blogging.....meh.

you'll hear from me a few times a week, i suppose.

i gotta go grab the kids and hit McD's.