When we got home, sure enough, there is was. Busted was an understatement.
The Marlboro Man over at http://www.thepioneerwoman.com would never wear a hat like that. I have to look cool like him!I may not be able to get calf nuts, but I know how to get greasy!
The Nutty Papa takes the hose off, I take it to town and say "I need this." They make it up for me and I bring it back. I dream of the day I don't need to have the part to buy the part. That I can call the store and say, "Hey Joe. I busted a 470 -399. Can you get me another one with a 55X adapter?" (Sounds like I know what I'm talking about, huh?)
Today we are patiently waiting for The Great Pecan Man to clean and dry our pecans. We have finished the first go around of the Wichita. Unfortunately, there were some stubborn suckers who hung on a little too tight. We'll be back to get those in a week.
For now, I'm off to a relaxing girls weekend where we scrapbook into the wee hours. I can't wait! I love working on my books. Seeing all the wonderful memories reminds me how much I love being a wife, Mom and farmer. Have a great weekend!!