Green Acres......

Green acres is the place for me.
Farm livin' is the life for me. Land spreadin' out so far and wide                                

Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside. 

     On a recent trip in the country, my Hubby pointed out an old style John Deere farm tractor for sale by the side of the road. As we live in the suburbs I asked Hubby where he thought he might use said tractor. That started him off on talk of chucking it all to start his own farm. We exchanged a few wisecracks about chickens and a goat or two. No cows I told him as I can't live with the smell. A few days later he says to me and I quote:

  Hubby -   "So Jill (his sister) says she's in for a goat and John (his cousin) is in for a couple of chickens. Oh and Steve (his friend) is in for a couple of chickens too."

  Me - "I'm sorry, what do you mean they're in for?"    

  Hubby - "For the farm."

  Me - "Ohhhh right, the farm. Umm so these are like farm warming gifts? Ha ha ha"

  Hubby - "Yeah something like that."

   So tonight, while out to dinner with a Good friend (here after referred to as Instigator), Hubby brings up the farm idea again and I'm beginning to fear that this is becoming more than a funny anecdote. The story begins with Hubby extolling the virtues of the tractor he saw. When Instigator wasn't getting the picture of it, I said "you know like the tractor he rides at the beginning of Green Acres." 

    "Ahhhh" Instigator said. "Now I get it." 

    Instigator and Hubby spend next hour discussing the various types of crops, produce, items, etc their farm could be known for. There is a discussion of hydroponics (after clarifying to Instigator that this does not involve anything illegal), coffee and bananas (climate no good), eggs (you'll need a lot of chickens...free range chickens) and finally hops, barley, etc for beer. There was also a discussion of greenhouses and biospheres.

   Instigator - "Hey didn't the funding just run out for the biosphere out West? It's just sitting there idle right?" 

   From there talk turned to the type of "uniform" they would be wearing. I believe they settled on Carhartt overalls, straw hats and plaid shirts. (My apologies to Instigator's girlfriend.) From there, the farm idea turned into a farm/bed and breakfast, with a landing strip that also had an airplane shuttle service to and from said bed and breakfast, with lake for jet skiing, and $1,000 omelets (made of course with the eggs from our chickens.....). 
  
    As the conversation went further and further and Instigator continued to "encourage" farm fantasy, I commented that this was getting out of hand and I felt a little like Zaza Gabor getting dragged to the middle of the country.......to which they both just laughed.

    It's now two hours later and Instigator and Hubby are both researching farming and crops.....and I'm scared. :(

     Adrienne

PS - Did I mention that the neighborhood we currently live in is called Green Acres?

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