It rained! 1.2 inches seemed to be the average on Memama's farms Friday morning. That is only a small amount of what we need, but best news is there is a chance of rain for the next five days. If we could do 1.2 inches per day we could be a lot closer to catching up.

I talked at the fuel pumps with another farmer who lamented that if that was all the rain we got he would have just as soon it never have rained.

I couldn't help but think of joke about GOD and the farmer's final judgment. It must be frustrating for GOD. Too hot, too cold, too wet, too dry. Nothing ever pleased the farmer.

My farm plan is to cross all the v-ripped ground with the harrow (probably three or four days) and then put the planter on. It seems so futile to spend $279 per bag of seed and plant it when conditions are not good. Credit the politicians with that thinking. The seed companies still make their money, the oil companies make theirs, and the implement companies will sell parts. Business as usual for everyone but the farmer.

Go figure.

I was on standby as my friend K.O. calls it, Thursday, then Thursday night, then Friday night. Abilene to Lubbock cross-docks. But, it never happened. He did text me Saturday morning. It seems one load was sill sitting at the dock Saturday morning, but Coke covered it.

Later in the day I was talking with K.O. and in the course of the conversation I asked if my driving check for the week of May 9th was at the drive-in. He asked D.O. and she replied "No. I forgot."

It is not the first time this has happened. I told K.O. I was giving him my two week notice.

That is a safe bet with all the farming I have to do.

The hose replacement on the little wildman's truck is still working! I am so thankful. Even Ginger, the service writer at the shop I use, commented that I am not usually that lucky.

My Friday was spent running Memama errands in Sweetwater. Courthouse and Banking. I had taken Pepa's pickup to Shallowater when Rian moved and I noticed the registration was expired. Memama registered it, but when I put the new sticker on I noticed the license plate number didn't match it. I had to take the tags off, carry the new paperwork and surrender them to the County Tax Collector before they could issue new tags and a new sticker. Turned out three years ago they gave Pepa new tags and he never put them on.

I finally made it to the barn to feed animals about 5p.m.

I would like to mention that Mike Cope's book Megan's Secrets is out. For those of you that don't know, Mike was the pulpit minister at Highland in Abilene, serves as Editor of Wineskin magazine, teaches at Abilene Christian University, speaks at Zoe conferences around the country, and currently works for the Heartbeat Ministry. The book is about what his mentally disabled daughter taught him during her brief ten years of life.

I am betting it is a must read!

This book has been in the works for some time. Recently Mike had blogged that a friend had given him a Montblanc pen to write the book with. As Mike was doing the final edit on the book on a flight to Atlanta to deliver the book to the publishers his pen dropped beside his seat. A search rendered no pen, and after landing and everyone departed the plane Mike and the flight attendants searched thoroughly and still no pen was found. Mike finally decided the pen had been raptured with the completion of the project.

I suppose you have figured it out that I was not raptured last evening. I'm still here.

Have a day!

FATHER, thank YOU for YOUR rain blessing. If it be YOUR will we ask for more. Bless our efforts. Help us to make good decisions. We're pilgrims on a journey......Find us faithful.