I'm glad that fall finally arrives in this chapter. I was tired of all the complaining about the heat and work and blah blah blah. It was funny when Mary snapped at Eric for always writing in his journal. I don't understand it though. Mary made it seem like he wrote in the journal all the time. But so far, from what i've read in this poorly written and mildly entertaining book...it seems like he never wrote anything. But hey, maybe that is just me.
I also learned that the couple had very little marketing skills. When they tried selling pumpkins, the only advertising they did was put up a sign over the mailbox. That just isn't going to cut it. I guess someone must of told them to move the sign out by the highway. I guess it worked because they eventually sold all the pumpkins. They say they got about a thousand dollars for the pumpkins. But that brings up another issue. Taxes. Do all those Amish people pay zero taxes? Do they even know what taxes are? And how can the IRS even go after them? Their are no records in place to know who has sold how much of what. It looks to me like these people are living in America for free. Well news flash...freedom isn't free. So, maybe if i keep reading, i can find out who they are and call uncle sam to go after them.
And it looks like they are getting ready for a baby. And boy do i feel sorry for that kid. I would hate to have a couple of hippie parents that live in an Amish community. Eric and Mary better start saving money now because they are going to need a really good therapist for that kid.
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