Well...today was the hardest....the funeral.

I have to say tho...it went really well. No fighting...yet..and, even tho it rained this morning...at the time we were at the cemetary..the sun came out, with a light breeze, and was almost 75 degrees!! Just about perfect...except that the farmer that owned the field next to it, was spreading manure!!

I think I was the ONLY ONE that was not offended by this smell.

Everyone met back at the inlaws home..and we ate, and shared great memories.
Tomorrow the plan is to off 3 roosters...and work in the garden...Sunday we will BBQ those roosters....and work in the garden...LOL Have to get the soil turned a few times...so I can get to planting!! I am sooooooooo excited to get started.I have 5 wagon loads of sheep and pig poo compost going to be tilled under. GROW BABY GROW!!!!!
My son made it in from OKC...finally...oh, thats another story!!
We was at the funeral home yesterday, for the viewing....My daughter was coming in from Evansville and would be going right through where my son was getting off the bus, so the plan was for her to pick him up, and bring him to the house with her.
I get a frantic call from my soon to be DIL....my son missed his bus in Louisville, KY. Thats about 2 hrs from where I was at the time. JUST GREAT! We were all too busy with the viewing...to go get him. So we are all making calls...trying to find him a ride...when I told my daughter to call the bus station...and explain to them that he missed the bus...( he is 28 yrs old) I told my daughter..." tell them he is handicapped...I dont care what you tell them, see if you can get him rerouted on another bus" ( my son is slightly handicapped, and gets confused easily) So she calls the bus station, and explains to the lady, that her brother missed the bus. The woman then informs my daughter.." That bus doesnt leave for another 10 minutes"

So my daughter asked the woman to please page my son...and let him know. Once my son is at the counter...my daughter is listening to the conversation between the woman and my son..." She said...you bus doesn't leave for another 10 minutes, you can still catch it" To which my son replies..." Oh, thats OK, I have a ride coming to get me" Then the woman said..." I am talking to your "ride" and she said, if you dont get on that bus, she is going to kick your azz! "

Then, trying not to laugh too hard, my daughter says " will you please make sure he gets on the bus?" and the woman says..." I will PHYSICALLY put him on that bus, dont worry" !!

Gotta love the Greyhound people!!! My son made it in...and all is well. LOL
My son on the other hand, was NOT happy with being " manhandled"

At least he is here...whew! What an ordeal!! His fience' called, and said she will come pick him up...when its time for him to go back !! LOL Whew! He is staying here toi help with the farm untill my foot heals from the surgery...I have to get done soon. ( a bunion and hammer toe) OUCH! He will be a great help to me....I hope! LOL
So, it has been a long week..and I am worn out....heading to slumberland!