That is so funny. It harkens back to the olden days when a good woman was one who would get up from childbed and attach herself to the plow, if that was called for.
A man I know objected to Cindy Lauper's little number, "Girls just want to have fun," So I snapped, "What would be better: girls just want to plow the south 40?"
I think you would wear a nice pair of Wellies, your chicest old flannel shirt and faded jeans, and bring a gift of those weird plastic garden gloves that my MiL bought me that feel really weird but are actually quite useful. Especially in their ability to be rinsed with a hose. Leather gloves don't so much take to that. I may have to throw a dung frolic just so I can say I did.
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