Please don't read this blog...
...if you have pulled enough straw from your dryer vent to bed down baby Jesus and the entire nativity
...if you have ever been to a pig auction on a date
...if you have relatives who go to funerals for fun and socializing
...if you ever sat in a corporate conference room and uttered this punchline, "you wouldn't miss your babies either if you had twelve little mouths chomping on your tits."
...if you subscribe to both the Wall Street Journal and Ohio's Country Journal
If none of this sounds familiar, then feel free to read on. I'll be sharing my crazy life as a farm wife, mother, and corporate flack. Enjoy!