Wednesday, I went to the FSA office to learn what paperwork had been filed with them that would lead them to believe that the man who purchased the May place had done so in its entirety. They produced a deed claiming the man had purchased 146.5 acres, more or less. I jotted down the instrument number and thanked them. They were telling me that if I had other documentation they would look at it.

Immediately I headed for Lance's office. He was with some clients, but I made an appointment for after lunch.

The delay gave me time to go to Memama's and get documents to support our claim, which is that three acres of the 146.5 this man says he purchased, are included in Memama's homestead.

Before going to Lance's, I stopped in the county clerk, gave a deputy the document number and they made me a copy of the deed the man filed. I made my way across the street to Lance's office.

After a short wait, I was escorted in to Lance's office. I gave him a quick explanation and handed him the documents. He quickly looked them over, paying particular attention to the dates. He called his secretary in and asked her to make copies of the papers I had brought. He kicked back in his chair and placed his feet up on the desk.

"I think a few letters are called for. To this law firm that says they specialize in recoveries, to the man purporting top be the buyer and to Transportation Alliance Bank", the creditor who began this train wreck.

"Dear Sirs, we don't take kindly to people selling something which does not belong to them yada, yada, yada. We have been damaged. Mental anguish."

What they don't know is Lance loves to fight. Go get 'em Lance. Sue the sons a bitches! All of them!

Thing is, these people violated a Federal Court order and by so doing they are in contempt. I may push for Lance to have the sell negated. Pepa would love that!

Pat took Memama to Abilene to the dermatologist to have him look at a couple of places that had recently revealed themselves. One was an aging spot while the other was a pre-cancerous spot, and Dr. Cannon froze it off. After that they visited Meretha at Abilene Regional, at lunch at Red Lobster and ran a couple of more errands.

I think Memama enjoyed getting a good dose of Pat.

Pat is about a week away from returning to Huntsville.

I spent my morning working in Memama's office. My afternoon was spent on the tractor plowing weeds next to county roads.

This morning I began my day going to have Pepa's pickup serviced. As I pulled in the place I took a phone call from Lance.

"I have some good news", he said.

Immediately I thought he had made phone calls concerning the land dispute and already had a remedy offer to fix it.

I was wrong. This had to do with the oil and gas leasing.

"One of my clients has placed $600 per acre and 22.5% royalty on the table to lease all of your family's land", he said.

I told Lance, "Let me call our consultant and have him call you for details".

By end of day we had $650 and 22.5 % offered. We are still waiting and watching.

Three weeks from tomorrow is when the NAPE expo starts. It is liable to get interesting between now and then.

I told Pat a number tonight, that I would pull the trigger on. I am hoping by Tuesday we will be at that number.

This is stressful and nerve racking.

We are just trying to get the absolute best deal we can. (And I don't even have a horse in this race. But it sure makes you wonder if you could have held on to the land that sold on the courthouse steps in 2004 and now has five windmills and now possibly oil!).

My day today was spent hooking up to a John Deere Hoeme. It turned out the tractor I am pulling it with is much taller than the other tractors (46" tires compared to 38"). I spent my entire afternoon drilling in graduated sizes from one-quarter all the way to one inch diameter a new higher placement for the clevis which hooks the plow to the tractor. I may be a sixteenth too small, but that is the largest bit size we had at the barn. The iron in that plow is pretty good quality. Tough drilling.

I figured out a way to sit in a chair and lean the chair back and lock the drill at my knees to use my weight to help make the bits cut. It worked very well except for the few times the drill hung up and jerked out of my hands. It beat the thunder out of my knees! I expect they will be black and blue!

I stopped by Memama's briefly before heading home for the weekend.

Memama's sister Betsy and her husband returned to Texas yesterday. Shannon brought them back. Apparently it has been a train wreck. Shannon contracted with a man to re-model, paint and make ready their house to go on the market. She has decided they can no longer live on their own. Betsy has health limitations and Scottie has pretty severe Alzheimer's.

The man doing the house badly misrepresented his progress. The house is not livable. No kitchen. Only one bathroom, and it runs over.

They are going to live in an assisted living facility that is affiliated with the churches of Christ.

Memama told Shannon to come to Roscoe until they can make a plan.

O.K. guys. I am pulling for the Giants in Sunday's game.

Hope you had a day and a week.

FATHER, thank YOU for the opportunities you are giving my family. Help me to make good choices concerning them.