Hello loves. Happy Monday! I don't know about you . . . but today has been "one of those days" for me. All I want to do is go outside and play in the sunshine, but all I have is work!
Mancakes and I have an inside joke anytime one of us is having an especially frustrating or bad day. We always say, "Let's just move to the country and start a goat farm."
This inside joke started from an elaborate conversation we had about the joys we perceived would be inevitable from living in the country and owning our very own goat farm:
1. You see, Mancakes and I are generally city folk. (In fact, Mancakes was actually born and raised in Philly.) However, every once in a while, we tire of the stinky sewer smells and hot pavement and yearn for some green grass and fresh air.
2. Next, we figure that you could get a lot of nutrition just from drinking goats' milk and eating goats' cheese, not to mention that we looove goats' cheese, and you'd never have to even leave the farm to get it! My favorite goat products come from Redwood Hill Farms in California:
http://www.redwoodhill.com/. Everything I've ever gotten from them has been so yummy, AND if you read on their website, the whole farm is run sustainably. (Of course Mancakes and I would make our goat farm sustainable, too, to benefit the environment . . . and be super trendy like many green-living Californians!)
3. Farming would be an active life style and I could cancel my gym membership - see, it would save money, too!
4. According to many, goats are actually quite amusing pets. We would give them all preppy names like Elizabeth Taylor and Bitsy and Biff, which are all names that I legitimately love but Mancakes would not let me name our human children, and treat them like our four-legged children. And according to those who own goats, our (hypothetical) goat babies would keep us honest:
"Goats are always testing you," says a character in Tom Robbins' novel,
Even Cowgirls Get the Blues. "They can tell instantly if you're faking your feelings. So they play games with you to keep you true. People should go to goats instead of psychiatrists."
5. Goats chew and eat A LOT. We'd never have to mow grass on our spacious country grounds!
6. Last, they are just so darn cute:
Now, don't get me wrong . . . I realize there are many flaws in this reasoning. We don't own land, you can't wear Lilly Pulitzer in the country and a lot of farm air is not actually that fresh . . . buuut, on my fantasy goat farm, all of these problems disappear. Everyone is dressed in bright-colored, patterned clothing and it smells like Dolce and Gabbana's citrusy Light Blue (my favorite perfume)! After all, isn't what the farms look like in Vogue when they feature ex-models, -stars, etc. who now live in the country? They are always perfectly coiffed and styled to feed hens and muck horse stalls. Yes, this is what our farm would be like . . .
Do you think people when people who own goat farms have especially bad days, they say, "Let's sell this darn farm and move to the city!"? Hmmm . . .
Until next time . . .
XOXO,
Ladycakes