the one where i tell you about the good life

if you didn't know, i'm from the good ol' state of Nebraska

now us Nebraskans, we pride ourselves in a few things. one being our sweet corn
sweet corn is only good for a few weeks out of the summer, and so most Nebraskans, we have a special day designated for our corn. now it's a different day for each family but it's almost always called
corn day. 
corn day is one of the worst days out of the summer, it's the day where you wake up early head out to the field with your five-gallon buckets, go through the rows and pick sweet corn. you load it up in usually the bed of a pick-up truck. now for my family, there's seven of us so our truck is usually close to overflowing. you ride back home piled on top of your reaping. the next few hours you spend shucking and shucking and again, shucking, or husking if you prefer, which is how we got the name huskers obviously. then you boil and cool the corn, clean off any silks that may still be on it, then finally cut. cut the corn of the cob. this is the messiest job. every year you will get covered in corn, it squirts and is sticky and it sucks. and the next year you vow to stay clean but you always fail. after cutting the corn you bag and freeze it so you may eat it's deliciousness all year round! then comes the clean-up. it's a long process, usually an 8 hr day at least and a messy one at that but it's a blessing coming from such a  beautiful land and having delicious sweet corn. it really is the good life