As for those people in your town--well, I think it would be fun to PROVE to them that you are, in fact, completely mad. Nutty as a fruit bat.
I probably wouldn't dare to do it myself, but, by golly, I'll be behind you 100 per cent whenever you decide to run mad, screaming through the streets. Wouldn't it be better to be an adorable village idiot than have to go to those stupid parties where everybody looks at your clothes and gets decorously drunk? Horses are better, anytime. Wild Idaho paints, that'll pitch you off the side of a mountain.
Oh, and Husband, when you went to the bathroom, did you take a bath? I'm still a little concerned about the off-roading. That is so DIRTY.
Saffie, I'm a little offended that you don't want to go to Lake Texoma with me and my DELIGHTFUL children. You could visit in August. It hardly ever gets above 110 degrees, and the mud smells so delicious in the heat. But, oh well.....
