This Midwestern Life

Happy New Year! I'd throw some confetti but that !$#@ gets stuck in the carpet and the corners of bookshelves. Then I'd get all OCD and have to bust out the vacuum to suck up all the evil. Then before you know it I'm vacuuming the stovetop, and duvet. Anyway, the New Year means making resolutions we can't keep for more than a month or so. Which is why I'm going to try and keep up with "This Midwestern Life" Friday postings.

This week I had the pleasure of being driven past the post office of Homerville, Ohio (pop: tire).



There it is in all its country glory. It looks like a shed or See's Candy. I imagine Homerville is like the town of LaGrange (pop: two tires) which doesn't have an actual postal truck, just a dude in a station wagon with a car topper that says "POSTAL SERVICE".

There isn't much out there in those portions of the county, just dairy farms and the Amish. We passed by three Amish buggies and the people driving them looked cold. I can't imagine living without electricity and heat during the winter in the middle of nowhere. I commented, "I think I could live out here. If I had books I'm sure I could live anywhere". Not even five minutes later I was screaming, "UGH, how do people live out here!?"

An even bigger question is what was an Amish buggy doing sitting in the parking lot of a Dollar General. We sped by so fast I barely had time to register what I was seeing. I tried to figure out what they might be buying at the dollar store; your guess is a good as mine. Maybe they sell butter churners.