Monday, August 17, 2009

*Warning* All Pregnant Women Need To Avoid This Piece Of Equipment!

My up bringing consisted of the Rodeo Circuit. I grew up around all things animal, with the exception of one old tractor. So I came into my relationship with HH with no prior knowledge of massive farm equipment. I have seen combines, field cultivators, sprayers, disks and even planters in the fields as I drove by them on the interstate hauling too and from rodeos, but I never really knew anything about them. So needless to say I am still learning about these astronomical sized pieces of equipment.



It has been classified information during my pregnancy in regards to exactly how much weight I have actually gained (minus the retained water, increase blood flow, womb and all other pregnancy related "excuses" that I can come up with). Solely swearing that I will go to the grave with this precise poundage number, after all a lady never reveals her heftiness!



So when HH beckons to his lovely preggo wife that he needs help with the planter, she eagerly responds. He tells me to climb up the ladder and look into the bean planter and he would be right back, just needing to grab something out of the tractor(there is an old wives tale that you lose brain cells while you are pregnant, I strongly agree with this concept, considering that I did not question his prerogatives), *insert high pitched blond voice, while shaking head back and forth* "Ok"!

Lets reiterate here for a second, keep in mind I am still learning what exactly each piece of equipment is used for. Little did I know, that the platform I was standing on doubled as SCALE! Yes, you read that correctly, a full fledged scale that accurately calculates an individuals weight. THE NERVE!



I have since threatened the loss of both of his eyebrows while he sleeps if he so much as breaths a word of this number to anyone. Dang That: Double Chocolate, Swirled with Carmel, topped with Sprinkles, and a Dolup of Whipped Cream melting on down Vanilla Ice Cream, what an incriminating addiction.

Sincerely,
Farming Fabulously

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