So one of our neighbor’s is also a farmer (shocker right?), he lives about ½ a mile away from us, and is about 60 or so. Lets call him Wilbur. Well I don’t know if I would classify Wilbur and my hubby as friends…but they do have some weird keeping up with the Jones’ habits. If Wilbur sees J out washing his combine, well then you see him jump into his truck, pull out the combine, and what do you know it’s a great day to power wash the combine. If J sees Wilbur cutting soybeans, well hell, I can’t look bad, I better go cut down south, he says. The other day we were driving and I don’t know where J had been, but the tires were just throwing mud, leaving a nice little Hansel and Gretel trail….guess who else had a dirt trail? I said where have you been? He laughs, I guess the same place Wilbur’s been. LOL. Does anybody's else husband have one of these keeping up with Joneses friends--farmer style?