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My Confession—Your Laugh—For Today


by Bev Berens

Published: Friday, February 16, 2018

Did you ever feel like you are the only person in the world who has done something so embarrassing you just want to run and hide, bury your head under a pillow and never show your face anywhere again?

Be informed that you are not alone.

I am about to confess an embarrassing faux pas. I will bare my soul, tell the truth and free myself of this little secret that causes too much red to creep into my cheeks. Yes, I will continue to blush about the event, but we can all laugh together.

First, a warning.

Don't do what I am about to tell you I did unless you are prepared to face the consequences.

There is this website (you may have heard of it) that is a virtual meet and greet for farm and rural people looking to make a love connection. Or maybe just a friendship connection. Or whatever kind of connection. They advertise a lot, especially since the biggest romance day of the year is right about now. They have a jingle that attaches to the brain like a burr in late summer. Their marketers hit a home run on that little ditty, let me tell you truth right there. One of the actors in a commercial looks a whole lot like a close family member. (But I know it isn't the family member because the actor wears the wrong kind of hat. Hats identify farmers you know, but that's a topic for another time.)

What is the big deal with this site anyway? I like good stories. I am curious. I had to find out.

Mind you, I WAS NOT SHOPPING! Not in any way, shape or form. I just wanted to know what, why, how, to what extent, etc. Typical questions I would seek answers for on a story.

It was interesting to see a wide variety of people, interests and backgrounds. And power to anyone who finds love through a virtual dating website. I know people who have found their "happily ever after" online and congratulations to them.

After a little tour, my curiosity was satisfied. I closed the browser, shut down my computer and called it a night.

How surprised was I the next morning when I had several likes and a couple of flirts from this site? I can't quite describe how surprised (more like panicked) I was at that moment.

What? I didn't fill anything out, give a name or anything. Just an email address I rarely use. How did that even equate to signing up for their website? Here is what went through my mind, as each though escalated into panic:

What on earth?

Did my photo somehow get captured too?

What if someone I know sees my photo on this website?

(Proceed immediately to red face and elevated pulse rate.)

They will think I have floundered in the sea of love, have dumped 30 years of marriage, or am looking for love in all the wrong places!

Let me assure you, I am not looking. And if you are looking and stumbled across my photo on this site, refer to the previous sentence. (Did I notice a couple farmers at a recent meeting who I didn't know but were friendlier than usual?)

But if you are looking, there is a website for farmers and rural people of all ages filled with people ready to meet you.

As for my husband, who is probably reading this embarrassing confession and discovering my misstep himself for the first time, please laugh with me, not at me, and rest assured, all is well on the home front.

Bev Berens is a mom to 4-H and FFA members in Michigan. Do you have a story to share? Email her at uphillfarm494@yahoo.com.

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