I'm driving to church the other day and am looking around and think "that guys double-crop milo looks pretty good." Wait--hold up a second...what did I just say? If anyone had asked me what that sentence meant 3 years ago, I would have had no clue. Double-crop? Milo I knew was a grain, but probably couldn't identify it in a grain line-up. And now I'm commenting on someone's crops? Sometimes there are things that really make me wonder how far I've come and what my crazy life matriculated to what it is now.
Here are some other things I never would have imagined coming out of my mouth:
-Well yeah my rooster crows back at me when I crow at him...doesn't everybodys?
-I think the belt in the combine sounds like its on its last leg (which J informed me there is always a belt that is on its last leg)
-The High Plains Journal has a great article on adjusting the combine for draughty soybeans (really who says that? me!)
Oh, my crazy, wonderful farm life :-)