Wow...I jumped in to Facebook with both feet, actually not totally in to Facebook and all of the Cyber-note passing or button tossing or bumper stickering. Mostly the Farm Town. Facebook is cool because I've actually found a bunch of old friends from high school who I haven't talked with for twenty-some years. You can even find people around the world who have your same name, or people with your last name, but you've never heard of them at family reunions. Could they be related???
I shouldn't say that I jumped in with both feet...it's more like I've been sucked in by Farm Town. After the kids and my wife all go to bed for the day, I jump on-line and check out the crops. I've become a Farm Town Junkie looking to sell off another harvest...just one more section of Coffee Beans to plant over there...then I can cash them out and buy some more seeds...sell them off and I can buy a Waterwell. But with life in Farm Town, a waterwell is never the end of it...you become bored with a Waterwell...then you're hooked on Silos and Windmills...then you NEED a barn...you'll sell off all your pigs and cows and sheep...then your fruit trees. Just to score a barn.
You spend HOURS on-line, and the next thing you know, it starts to affect your work...your home life...you're not sleeping as much as you used to...you should be folding laundry, but if you expand, you can reposition your corrals and put in two more rows of wheat. But if you overlap your fields you can stack field upon field...but you've run out of coins and can't buy more seed unless you go to your neighbors farms and work for them...watering here, pulling weeds or raking leaves there...just so you can finish planting your feshly plowed fields. Then you have to go to sleep and check your crops the next morning...so you can score the big one...two sets of wheat, one coffee, and one potato field. Harvest, sell, replant...can you plow some more field??? Where?!?!?!?
And then you realize your lunch break is over and it's time to go back to work.
Kids Say (and Do) the Darnedest Things
Sometimes it's tough to keep from laughing...
While cooking dinner one night, my 5 1/2 year-old daughter told me she wanted a drink of Apple Juice. I thought to myself, "Apple Juice?!?!?!? I think we're out of juice." I turned to see her take a nice, long, healthy swallow from the Olive Oil container that was sitting on the counter. I must commend her for not backwashing into the jug, but the poor little lady swallowed it all. This helped her learn that patience is a virtue, and curbed her desire to drink from the container, too.
While cooking dinner one night, my 5 1/2 year-old daughter told me she wanted a drink of Apple Juice. I thought to myself, "Apple Juice?!?!?!? I think we're out of juice." I turned to see her take a nice, long, healthy swallow from the Olive Oil container that was sitting on the counter. I must commend her for not backwashing into the jug, but the poor little lady swallowed it all. This helped her learn that patience is a virtue, and curbed her desire to drink from the container, too.
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I love this post. I'm addicted to Farm Town. It's so sad, but I love it.
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