Country Living...

I would just like to comment on the fact that I feel as though I have been uprooted out of living in a "city" and implanted in the "country." No, we don't drink out of a stream or poo in an outhouse, but I definitely feel as though my parents little subdivision is kind of in the middle of nowhere. Although I am sure many of my true country friends would disagree, I have several reasons why it seems to me I should associate myself with living outside of "town"....

1. At the back of my parents' yard is a tree line and behind that there is a field. I suspect things are planted and grown in this area. Not sure what yet, but I will let you know if I figure it out. I don't know why else there would be a bunch of dirt back there.
2. I drive by hay bales on the way to work, which are clearly destined to go to a farm somewhere.
3. I frequently drive by barb-wire fences....which I associate with being in the country to keep livestock in or out.
4. When I turn off the highway to get to my parents' house, I drive by a sign that points to my parents and says "Topeka- 2 miles"....implying that at that point I am outside of Topeka, in all of it's glory.
And my favorite...
5. I drive by a sign that honestly says, "Stop Disease. Have your farm or ranch sprayed today."
....which I fully plan on doing given the instance that I ever become remotely associated or affiliated with either a ranch or farm. Don't hold your breath on that...with the exception of the farm my mom grew up on....I would not say I have an "active role" on keeping that operation running...

So, moral of the story....it takes 4 minutes to get to "town" and the first thing that you see as you go over the hill and see Topeka is "Chipotle"....which is really how it should be! I don't know how I could live without it.....even though I haven't had it since I have moved here....so maybe "country living" isn't so bad...