Farmette:
Yesterday was a wild day for me for many reasons.
It's been nine years since I met some of my very best friends completely randomly at a party and I am so so glad that I went there and that we all found each other because my life would not have as many laughs in it if it weren't for them.
Instead of sitting around the house today in my PJ's wishing that I wasn't feeling so shite, I walked to my friends house in the cold wind to retrieve my baba car from the New Years Ever festivities, almost got eaten by two savage beasts (her neighbours labradors are a tad on the barky attacky side) and then I was a farmer in Rebecca and Seans field for the rest of the afternoon which was actually really enjoyable, despite the smell of the cow poo and the hay bales, and the muck and the cold and the crazy cows buck leaping about, as Rebecca put it, my eyes were on stalks with the fear, but it was great and I feel good for doing it, imagine me, who owns practically a million pairs of high heels, messing about in the wellies with a pitch fork and not really giving a shit how mucky I got when Isobel asked "carry me Sah-Yah".
Happy 2009, lets hope its as good if not better than last year!
(*PS: Sorry about the crap phone camera quality photo but we were out in the fields so no choice for that really!)
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Comments
Unfortunately, in your fashionable yellow jacket and figure-hugging jeans, you look absolutely nothing like a Farmette. You need to wear thick tights, a wooly skirt (ankle-length), and Aran jumper and a dirty wax jacket.
Posted by: Matt
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January 2, 2009 11:32 PM
She's at it again. Out there this morning with them. The husband, the baba and the cows. This time in not so fashionble clothes (she learned her lesson haha)
Posted by: Rebecca | January 3, 2009 10:11 AM
Ahem, I was wearing my Paper, Denim & Cloth jeans again like the first time (they were dirty already so why not) and the yellow jacket is not as warm as my snorkel, it's still a Goldigga one though, whatever, I am a farmette, and Matt you would never get me in anything less fashionable than this and you know it. Bring it on!!
Posted by: Babs | January 3, 2009 12:54 PM
Aw. I met my best friend at a house party too. I wish I remembered the anniversary of it!
Posted by: B | January 24, 2009 7:13 PM
B - I only remember it because it was New Years Eve 1999/2000 so it's an easy date!
Posted by: Babs | January 25, 2009 11:43 AM