Farm Wife

How glorious, to be a farmer's wife. Nothing to do but bake pies and love on baby chicks. Okay I think we're all evolved enough to know a farmer's wife is a dirty life. Full of stink, sweat and dirt and very grouchy, very tired farmers at times, probably most times. Ask Linda she'll tell you. Just for the record I've never seen Linda strike a pose like the woman above. But this is a different time we're living in isn't it? very different indeed and its possible (I'll call it) my "situation" might be a little different than the woman pictured on the cover of this magazine. I'll let your imagination fill in the blanks. But the point is times have changed. The farmers wife has a full time job in the city and the farm wife runs the farm. I loved writing that.

But committing your life to a farm is being a farm wife or husband whatever you identify your self as... ..You are in it for the long hall.


My friends, we are gathered here today to celebrate one of life's greatest moments, to give recognition to the worth and beauty of committed marital love, and to add our best wishes to the words which shall unite (Farms First Name)_earth, weeds, food__ and (Farmers First Name)__arms, legs and back__ in marriage.

The commitment that the two of you are about to make is the most important commitment that two can make, you are about to create something new, the marriage relationship, an entity that never ends. As you stand here today, are you now prepared to begin this commitment to one another? (I am) Have you come here freely and without reservation to give yourselves to each other in marriage? (not exactly, its a long story...go on)
I would ask that you both remember to treat yourself and each other with dignity and respect; to remind yourself often of what brought you together today. Give the highest priority to the tenderness, gentleness and kindness that your marriage deserves. When frustration and difficulty assail your marriage - as these do to every relationship at one time or another(tell me about it) - focus on what still seems right between you, not only the part that seems wrong, (like the weeds). This way, when clouds of trouble hide the sun in your lives and you lose sight of it for a moment, you can remember that the sun is still there.(and the weeds) And if each of you will take responsibility for the quality of your life together, it will be marked by abundance and delight. (and lots of tomatoes)
Farm will you have this farmer to be your wedded wife?  Will you love and comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto her as long as you both shall live? (Yes)
Farmer will you have this farm to be your wedded land? (well....alright I guess) Will you love
and comfort it, honor and keep it, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto it as long as you both shall live? (I will)
Since it is your intention to enter into marriage, join your bodies, and declare your consent by laying in the soil and eating a little dirt and peeing (before these witnesses) Sally, ling ling, Dotty, Teeny Tiny, and the rest of the  milk goats plus the slew of chickens
repeating after me: bla bla bla........you get the point.

May I present to you  farm and farmer!

Now get your asses to work!