FarmWife is taking FarmHusband with her, and they are going away for two days at a fancy inn. This is because they have been married for seven years, which to me seems silly because they have been able to spend about 2500 happy days together in those years. What's two at an inn, really, when you could be at home scraping the mud off your mule together?
Seven years, two days, one lonesome mule. FarmWife has been my woman for about two years, now that I think of it, so I think we should celebrate by taking a trip for seven days. We can leave Grampa to take care of FarmHusband.