Well, well. It has been a long week! I have much I need to do here at the house but I don't want to do any of it!

Top news of the week is that the silk purse experiment is ended and we still have our sows ear! Ha! Pat and I have laughed until we almost cried! Thing is we all knew what the end result would be, it just took a while to get there!

Oh well!

Let's see, other news, we attended DMS's 67th (oops, maybe that should have been 57th ha ha!) birthday party at the Firehouse Bar and Grill Wednesday night. Live band, lots of her friends. It was fun!

I go a return letter from a friend who lived between Freddy and I in college in the dorm. I didn't know if he would write me or not and of course there was the possibility I had the wrong man. (There were two in the Federal Prison registry with the same name). Turned out I was right on and it appeared my friend appreciated the letter. He is being moved the 21st of this month (this Tuesday) from Florida to a half way house in Austin, Texas prior to his release. He promised me the whole story when he is released. It was real interesting because on his envelope's return address it listed his full name, then P.O.A.-in-fact. I have an idea what that means but will ask him to be sure. Outside of that he only hinted at government corruption.

So that means I have heard from all three of the people who are incarcerated that I have been writing to.

But, I got a phone call yesterday from Ollie, scolding me. "It has been nine days since I got a letter from you!", she said.

I responded "I know, but I did send money to your inmate trust account! Doesn't that count for something?"

We talked briefly as her card was running out of time, but she assured me she would call again Sunday!

My week has been spent at the farm mostly, if you include the time I spent in the shop repairing Pepa's mower. I probably lack 70 acres being through with the strip tilling. It has been a little frustrating because it is almost too wet. (I know, a farmer is never satisfied. Too hot. Too cold. Too dry. Too wet!). I seem to have a problem with wheat stubble and the wet dirt moving through the
plow. I think it is related to the tracks or ruts the combines left when they were harvesting!

To further complicate things, the land lord on this place isn't really buying in on this strip tilling, and even less on the direction Pepa chose for the rows! When we were shooting the A B line for the guidance system (You mark a beginning point by putting the tractor in start position and pressing the begin tab on the guidance screen. Then you drive to the other end and when you reach the end position press the end tab. Then your guidance is set provided you have keyed in your implement width.) Before I had finished my first pass through the field the land lord was waiting at the end for me.

I am driving to Roscoe this afternoon to attend my class reunion. They are billing this as our 40th although I think it is really our 39th. Homecoming is held every three years, so this is the closest we will have to our 40th. While homecoming activities began last evening, and continue this morning and later today, I am jumping in at 5 this afternoon at Nancy and Daylon's house. Burgers and trimmings, auction (to fund the event), and a live band! Then there are other get togethers going into the night!

Krl went to the orthopedic surgeon Thursday. Her hip is really bothering her lately. Last visit they told her the screw was backing out. New x-rays revealed good bone growth and no screw issue. The doctor told her that new bone is painful and that she showed indications of arthritis and fibromyalgia (sp??). I might believe the arthritis but the fibromyalgia is don't know. I think that may be something doctors are using when they can't explain something.

Rian and Jason opted out of going to the tractor pull in Wichita Falls this weekend. I was glad. Their big tractor is still in pieces and the little one needs to be! It turned out Jason and Devon were committed Friday night and if the tractors were together either Rian would have had to drive down to get them or I would have had to take them for them. Then Rian's schedule became cluttered!

Rian's Principal took Friday off, then Erica wanted to go and hear Jenna Lucado speak in Lubbock Friday evening and Saturday morning, so Rian stepped up for mutt sitting!

Rian and the boys left yesterday afternoon and went to the Dye farm at Roaring Springs to check on their deer feeder and shoot guns! After all the festivities, they gathered wood and started a fire and roasted wieners on coat hangers, ate some chips and finished off the night roasting marsh mellows.

When they were getting on the black top Rian asked them, "What was your favorite activity at the farm?"

"Shooting guns!", was Holt's reply.

Reid said, "I liked gathering the wood to make the fire and roasting things. And I kind of liked shooting guns a little!"

"I liked eating supper!" was baby MOses' reply. (Who would have thunk it!).

I can't believe weeks after the fact that Drew is still hanging on to the Baby MOses persona!

Rian said that the pasture was so lush from all the rain that corn was still visible on the ground around his feeder. The wildlife is not having to hustle to eat!

Pepa did get his walk in bath tub installed. I accuse him of looking all wrinkled like a raisin lately! (Too much water). It sure didn't help his disposition any. He has been foul! Told me he was going to fire my ass, and I begged him too!

I think I need a break!

Well, that is about it for now. Have a weekend!

FATHER, I know whom I have believe-ed! Work YOUR plan! I lift up Joe and Rebecca for YOUR miracle of healing! I lift up all those traveling for homecoming for YOUR traveling mercies!