There is something to be said about being a hermit. I am not sure what that something is but I am sure it should be said.
I am slowly becoming a hermit. The only thing I need now is a beard. Wonder how long it will take to grow one?
Do not get me wrong I love living in the middle of nowhere. I love the woods. The animals. The peace. I have always been a homebody. I am a cancer after all. We are all about the home and family. We live for it. However every now and then I need to get out. To let loose...OK so not really let loose because I am not that type. But I love going out and spending time with friends, family, and civilization. I love to eat food that is not fried, BBQ'ed or Mexican. I love to go to museums and zoos. But alas not so much of these things around here.
I have decided to get out of this funk. To get out and do...well, anything. Next week I will be headed to Beaumont, TX. At the Ward McFadden house they will be having their annual Fall Herb Fest. This is right up my alley. They will be fun for me. I know, very Martha Stewart but it is something I will enjoy.
Now to plan the rest of my future of not being a hermit!
