What Are You Doing Today?

Back in the 70s my father bought a piece of land out in the sticks. We cut down the trees and pulled the stumps with a 1933 Farmall. I can't pull a sapling with my 2010 32hp diesel Kubota because it has a hydrostatic transmission. I've thought of finding an old Ford to do that with.

If affordable, it pays to have a sub compact AND a big OLD girl with a clutch and was built to work a lifetime😇. I love the Ford 3000❤️❤️
 
I'm doing the usual... just puttering around. I'm wasting time until my son and his family get here, probably around 3 p.m. They will stay the weekend and leave our little granddaughter to spend a week.

I was thinking how different it is now from when our first grandson was staying with us when he was small, over 20 years ago. We were so much younger and more spry then and had lots of fun. But our granddaughter just gets to hang out with crusty old people. :sneaky:
 
I am supposed to be going to a baby shower of all things! It is on the south side of Anchorage so it is quite a drive and will take a while to get there if we go. There was a big accident on the road out of Anchorage yesterday--two people killed, one of them a new mother. The baby survived but the mother was killed and the driver of the guilty vehicle died as well. He was apparently going at a high speed, had a "medical emergency" and crossed the median onto heavy oncoming traffic striking at least three vehicles. The husband/father works in the oil field on "the slope" so he was away at work 800 miles away and now has lost his wife and is a single father. How sad! It has made my wife question whether she wants to go to the shower now since we will be driving the same stretch of highway.

The baby shower is for a young woman we have known since she was born. She had a tough life as her mother died when she was a young teen and her father married an abusive woman and forced her to move to the Seattle area to live with an aunt to complete high school. Dad divorced the new wife after a few years, so dad and daughter have reconciled, and daughter lived in dad's house in Hawaii for a while where she met her dream man. They have been married for a few years now, and they lost a child to miscarriage a year or so ago, but now it appears this baby will reach term. She and her husband have flown to Alaska for a visit before she can no longer travel, as they live on Maui.
 
I am supposed to be going to a baby shower of all things! It is on the south side of Anchorage so it is quite a drive and will take a while to get there if we go. There was a big accident on the road out of Anchorage yesterday--two people killed, one of them a new mother. The baby survived but the mother was killed and the driver of the guilty vehicle died as well. He was apparently going at a high speed, had a "medical emergency" and crossed the median onto heavy oncoming traffic striking at least three vehicles. The husband/father works in the oil field on "the slope" so he was away at work 800 miles away and now has lost his wife and is a single father. How sad! It has made my wife question whether she wants to go to the shower now since we will be driving the same stretch of highway.

The baby shower is for a young woman we have known since she was born. She had a tough life as her mother died when she was a young teen and her father married an abusive woman and forced her to move to the Seattle area to live with an aunt to complete high school. Dad divorced the new wife after a few years, so dad and daughter have reconciled, and daughter lived in dad's house in Hawaii for a while where she met her dream man. They have been married for a few years now, and they lost a child to miscarriage a year or so ago, but now it appears this baby will reach term. She and her husband have flown to Alaska for a visit before she can no longer travel, as they live on Maui.
That is a hard decision to make. Do you have any intentions to visit the islands with your wife?
 
90 minutes of physical therapy plus being a training object for a 4th year intern. Add needling on Wednesday. I kind of hobbled home, got the most pressing things done, made a batch of pork sausage to cut down on SO’s ham for breakfast, a pile of ironing, make his lunch for tomorrow’s play date, clean and steam a Western hat. High time for hot tub and happy hour.

My dear neighbor cannot win for loosing. Three weeks ago his prized monster of a truck decided not to run. He has to be at work at 2:00 as a driver and it is 30 minutes one way. Then comes a frantic call, her SUV will not start. SO jumped the battery, she got a new one. Double garage door did not work, she is trapped. No problem. Her and her husband worked on it until it fell off the tracks. The single bay is so full of stuff and a load of yard stone that it is almost impossible for a slim person to get through. Phone call yesterday, the washer died in the middle of a cycle. So I did laundry for a family, wet towels but with my unscented detergent. She pulled a yard cart with the laundry basket smack through the front door dirt, spiderwebs and all. She drove my truck but it had to come home to spend the night in the garage considering our weather. Rear view mirror had fallen off. ???? She probably did not notice it. SO fixed it. They are driving her SUV to Houston for a couple of days to visit family. He is a very hardworking father and family man. SO’s edger died, replacement will be here whenever so he offered to edge in 105F after 14 hours behind a wheel. Kids are extremely well mannered, in sports and good grades. Mom is sweet but overwhelmed.
 
I was trying to do some of the things I've been putting off forever. Took my little chain saw to take out a number of overgrown box elder 'saplings' and pour a little anti grow stuff on them. They grow like weeds and become trees everywhere. Culling some stuff to take to a charity resale shop--whichever I pass first. Now I have to run over to do evening chores.
 
Hog tying peppers, harvesting, a batch of snicker poodles for SO’s play date tomorrow, salt water focaccia because I feel like some, a long phone chat with an old friend, laundry is done, a bucket of hot banana peppers is looking at me every time I open the fridge. Leave it closed and hope they will go away?
 
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