So Facebook has revived my addiction for all things country and farm by sucking me into Farmville. I can't stop myself I love this little application so much.
Also, we recently turned TV back on. So far we're doing quite well not getting sucked in to that too much. But I have reacquainted myself with a certain designer that I always loved: Sarah Richardson of Design Inc and now Sarah's House and Sarah's Cottage. Guess what house she's completely redoing this year? A farmhouse! So yeah, I'm drooling at the TV.
I sauntered into our bedroom last night where my husband was sitting in bed reading. I crawled on top of him and set his book aside, looked deep in his eyes and said, "I want a farm". Oh the sexy. He laughed and said "I don't think I want a farm." So I said in my deepest most sultry voice, "I want a farm, but you know, without the animals. Except for cats and dogs. But we could have nut trees and apple trees and a big garden that sits in the full sun. And maybe a little creek and tons of lawn for the kids to play on. And if we buy a riding lawn mower with a snow blower attachment, I'll do all the mowing and plowing." Nothing says sexy to a man than a woman offering to mow and plow. He kissed me and said, "OK, let's get a farm."
Of course, we'd have to first sell this house and find a farm and make sure it's livable and well, that means a farm will wait for years indefinitely. But at least he said yes!