I Fell For A Farmer

A few months ago I introduced my mom to the world of facebook. Then all of her girlfriends from work introduced her to the world of Farmville... and my life will never, ever be the same. My lovely mama has made this everyone's latest addiction and I think this may just rid Philadelphia of it's crack problem. FOR REAL. Get those junkies some facebook accounts!

So between my Mom and my Dad they have made Farmville a part-time job. My dad literally has Longwood Gardens salivating for design tips and their farm is majorly kicking ever other farm's ass... and THEN SOME (see image below).

So now the Boyfriend has made it his mission to be a super farmer and is totally frustrated that I'm still beating him <--- he he ;-) The problem is that MY laptop is the only computer in the new house and so the Boyfriend is forced to use it despite the fact that him and my laptop have a hatred for one another. So no matter how many times he harvests or plows or seeds his farm that silly little laptop somehow finds a way to erase all of his hard work. AND! I can see how that would be frustrating... (I'm still winning)

So this is the text I received today from the Boyfriend:

"How can I be the master of the farm universe if a stupid computer is my arch nemesis?"

And here is the Boyfriend's farm...