That was a tough week, right up to the end, and we have one more day to go.

The repercussions from Thursday's equipment project made themselves known to me all day long. My knees even have dimples! The flooring on the operator's platform is diamond floor plate and I spent enough time on my knees while trying to reach under the dash during the rewiring, I now sport a set of directional dimples!

I oughta ..................................... get a tattoo to go with them!

I took a call from Pat yesterday morning, asking me to come by her house when it was convenient. I made it up there about nine-thirty. I could tell she was struggling. She handed me a group of papers and I began reading.

TJ's autopsy.

I found it very difficult to read. It began with a very impersonal description. "The deceased is a 5' 7", 227 lbs., obese, white female. Her head is covered with an abundance of brown hair, her eyes are brown". Then the technical terms began appearing (which I can't pronounce much less write). It continued, the whites of her eyes appear to be white with no evidence of yellowing. Natural teeth. The coroner continued by identifying scars from earlier surgeries and finally began weighing vital organs with written observations and lastly, blood and urine analysis.

Bottom line, TJ's death was the result of complications from surgery, ie. blood clot.

Now maybe people will stop asking.

The difficult thing for me, this was and is someone we love, to the coroner she was the deceased.

I did tell Pat that TJ would be so pissed about the adjective "obese".

We had to find something light.

Pat and I met and had lunch with Memama and Pepa and afterwards we went to the living room and Pat told them about the autopsy results. They took the report very well.

I guess one silver lining is that her death was not caused by a medical issue that needs to be addressed by us remaining siblings.

Pat is converting the autopsy report to simple English and returning it to E.

Today is "the" day for the equipment project. Win, lose or draw, I am glad we are at the end of a long summer project. I woke early this morning going over a mental checklist. I didn't want to be awake, my brain just kicked in gear! K.O. had worked on the project until about two in the morning Friday morning but didn't get it hooked to the truck. When I began coming home from work we talked and he was just hooking up and fixing to go fuel it. By the time I ran errands and got home, he called me and reported on the volume of fuel and declared the rig ready for departure. He was going to get a shower and change clothes before he, D.O., the boys, and Randy headed out with two big rigs and their travel trailer. They probably didn't get to Boyd until ten-thirty or eleven.

Me, I leave this morning with Blacksheep and the project in tow.

I have wondered if I spazz and fizz like K.O. is right now, just prior to a show. This is the first time he has been the primary operator and he is driving himself crazy over-analyzing. No doubt about it, K.O. has gotten a big dose of the project this time. A bigger dose than last time. As hard as he has worked, the project needs to go down there and perform flawlessly!

Then we'll bring it home and park it in the equipment line and let the weeds grow up around it until spring! I don't even want to look at it after tonight.

A reminder, Rian has his surgery Monday morning. Lift a little something on his behalf.

I could sure use your prayers as well, especially for today's travel and tonight's show.

Chris's tool sale is Tuesday. He has done a good job prep-ing our customer's for it!

Have a day!

FATHER, I call upon YOUR name. I pray for Rian and his doctors, that his surgery will go well and the results be positive. I pray that YOU will bless me with safe travel, that YOU will bless K.O. and the project with a safe, trouble free performance with no problems. I pray that YOU will bless me as I do the public address announcing. Help me to be entertaining and informative. I pray for Chris's sale, that his efforts would be rewarded. I ask YOUR blessings as we begin preparations for our move to the seasonal jobsite. I continue to lift up Hag for YOUR gifts of healing and care. I pray for our family as we deal with the report on TJ's death. I thank YOU for our family and friends and ask for YOUR blessings on them all. Thank YOU for the hope and promise we have in YOUR son JESUS. Thank YOU for all YOU do!