My name is Peggy Lynn Marchetti ( I never liked my first name) growing up I think I’ve re-named myself at least three times before the age of sixteen. I live in Tennessee which may in deed stand to reason why my first name always seem to morph into Peggy Jean (which I never care for either) by those that think they know me intimately. I am a wife, mother of two beautiful never boring children who are as radically different in every way from age, sex to appearances (one is blonde and blue-eyed, the other has brown hair and is hazel-eyed) could have something to do with them having different fathers though…the ex husband factor… what can I say…
I live on a beautiful little third generation organic farm with a flock of unruly chickens…an over weight pot belly pig named Baxter although he is really a she…long story…a darling miniature donkey named Milley Mae Moon Flower…thanks Mom…a hyper juvenile delinquent goat…Trophy ..that we rescued, weathered and bottle feed from an hour old…you would think he would be more grateful…but he’s not…a lazy but sweet dog named Geronamo…and a couple of barn cats that at the moment are without a barn…
I am the youngest of 6 children in my family…which is probably why I feel the need to partner on every project, idea and dealing I have in life
I am an identical twin….which is probably why I don’t partner well.
I am left-handed and tend to lean more to left brain thinking…
My husband Mark is 16 years older than I but he is very immature so we pretty much meet in the middle. And he is an Italian male…they do age so nicely.
I have made movies, recorded records on a major label, I have personally met two Presidents, a slew of celebrities, had dinner at the White House and a beer or two at Tootsies Orchid Lounge and a three-day shopping spree in the Big Apple. I have lived in Mexico, Hawaii and traveled to every state but Alaska…it a little cold for southern girls that far north…
My favorite place (I wished I could live) is Fredericksburg TX. I am such a sucker for the scenic hill country and I have yet to meet a Texan I didn’t like.
My best friend besides of course my husband (better safe then sorry) is my Twin sister Patsy…its a love..hate relationship based upon our mutual fascination with one another.
I am now in my current life and have been for more than a decade…a farmer…thats right a farmer…a female farmer to be exect. In an industry still dominated by chivalry its important to note time and time again…Yes, I have breast, yes, I am wearing heels and no you can’t pat my ass..and yes sir, I am a farmer…
There are people out there that say I have a bit of an overachiever type personality (clearly they have no reference as to what that type of person they are referring to)… in truth most everything in my life is held together by either duct-tape, lipstick or a cartoon character bandage.
I am artistic in nature…my farm is my master peice…work in progress. I am a procrastinator cursed by genetics… thanks mom…a control freak…I will mark that one up to my partnering issues…and a lover of open fields and a good swimming hole. My domain is my farmhouse kitchen and my tool shed. Nothing says sexy like a girl in a tool belt…weilding a good seasoned cast iron skillet.
I enjoy reading…did I mention I am also a little A.D.D. so a good book…or blog settles my mind and relaxes me. I love creating new recipes and cooking as long as my husband doesn’t assume I am charged with feeding him dinner every night of the year. I like to sew, design jewelry, write, working on my farmhouse, develop new ideas for the farm. I enjoy most of all working in gardens planting, harvesting and talking to my flowers, herbs and vegetables. I don’t enjoy weeding, cleaning up the mess made from weeding the garden, having to feed the animals on cold raining mornings or mopping my kitchen floor everyday from muddy farm boots. I am no domestic diva, I don’t enjoy house work to a fault.
I am a hourder of magazines, scraps of left-over building material and old barn wood.
I have a weakness for coconut cream pie, breakfast for dinner, Coca-Cola (as in the real thing) smoking it up cigarettes with the girls now and then. My children’s laughter, my husbands hands and my mother’s voice
My favorite things are: My family every each and one of them. My husband’s eyes…smoldering… my old muck boots, a good sharp wheel hoe, my J200 Gibson guitar, my red kitchen aide mixer, my flip video camera, spell check, a warm goose down comforter, my makeup bag and hair doobie..
Last but not least….I love my across the board, contradiction in terms, never standing still…laughing all the way…Hoe…hoe..hoe down the row sweet crazy life as a female farmer….
Now, what about you?
Thefemalefarmer-Peggy L. Marchetti