Saturday. I was so looking forward to a day off.

In fact, I had not even planned on being in the country. I didn't know where or what I was going to do. But it didn't work out, so I stayed in Abilene.

I had an inkling to go to the farm early, but didn't, then after lunch I slipped on my work clothes and headed west.

I had two possible projects. Work on my helper's tractor or finish plowing the terraces up on the section. I opted for the plowing.

I have often said driving a tractor is therapeutic. For some reason, Saturday's are especially good. Particularly late in the day. Kix Brooks and the Country Countdown accent the evening.

I plowed until well after dark.

Added bonus, I finished the section! Yeehaw!

Pepa was having another bad day. Pat calls it day 2 of his vacation. He had fallen twice more and was busy selling horses. (I have no idea, go figure).

Pat had taken him off his pain patch, but he seemed no better than when he had it on.

He had taken a nap mid-afternoon, so when I was by between 7:30 and 8 he was sitting in his recliner. He seemed some better. We talked a little about farming and he seemed lucid.

Needless to say, it was late when I got home.

While enroute, Krl called wanting me to pick up supper. She was wanting Arby's. Don't ask me why, but I am not an Arby's person. So I made two stops, Arby's and Sonic.

When I arrived at the house I got busy on the computer. Yesterday was Kathryn's birthday so I wrote her a special little birthday greeting on her facebook wall!

Today is much anticipated. NASCAR. Daytona 500. The first event of the 2011 season. This year also marks ten years since Dale Earnhart was killed in the Great American Race.

But, my race will not go uninterrupted. Sometime this afternoon I plan to attend Larry and Ramona Olney's 50th wedding celebration at the Expo Center.

If I can squeeze it in, I might even squeeze a Presidente Margarita in! Hot cha cha!

Well, let's get 'er done! Have a day.

FATHER, I pray for a blessed week.