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Another wild weekend…

… chugging down coffee when I shoulda been sleeping. Oh wait, that’s a line to some random country song. Anyway, it was a wild weekend for the B’s. Promise came home after 3 weeks at the Bishop farm. Ryan tried to pay Gary to keep her :) She and William, the goat, really missed each other. The best part about that story was that I put the rope halter on upside down. It wanted to poke her in the eye so I just held the rope down a little more to keep her from freaking out. Anyway, Gary thought it would be okay the way it was and walked her on out of the pasture and up to the trailer. She showed her attitude and whoops, the halter slipped off. Promise went trotting down the road and I heard a dirty word from Deacon Gary’s mouth. It was actually comical and I wasn’t worried about what he said or the fact that my horse was loose in the country. We got her back in the pasture without too much work and started over. She doesn’t like the halter all that much but this time we had two on her. She went right into the trailer and came on home.

Later that day we worked around the house. Ryan had Matt, one our JV buddies, over and they worked outside and in the basement. Ryan taught Matt how to drive a stick shift – the kid just turned 14 and has never driven anything let alone a stick shift. To make long story short, our neighbor’s lawn has some pretty deep ruts now that we’re responsible for fixing. Meantime I worked upstairs cleaning and watched Ryan and Matt’s little escapade.

Saturday night we went to see THE PASSION with the Brubakers. Indeed it’s a good movie. Of course, everyone is a critic and has to make their remarks. I have some too. Yes, it does have the Catholic “twist” on it but duh, the Director is Catholic. Regardless of the 12 stages of the cross and some of those things, it does a good job of portraying what Christ went through for you and me. It was my hands, and it was your hands, that nailed him to the cross. I really liked how Gibson intertwined the gospel message through the flashbacks. Quite contrary to some opinions, I didn’t think it was all that gory. Saving Private Ryan was worse! It was interesting though to watch a film like that in a movie theatre. I wouldn’t choose that again but that’s solely because a theater is a place for entertainment. And the death of my God isn’t entertainment; it means so much more to me. And to go out to dinner afterwards wasn’t exciting either. I had no appetite really and felt like I should be fasting instead. Yes, I did eat some rice and beans though to keep from getting the awful stomach ache I get.

Yesterday was fierce winds all day, which is good for drying out the ground some. This morning started out kinda crazy but it’s to be expected for a Monday. I finally made it out of the house and it was cool but no winds. I fed the animals and went to work. Before noon came around it was snowing. We got a good little snow, about half an inch. But it didn’t take long for it to melt off. Praise God for moisture!

Got news from Mom this morning that they won’t be out here by this weekend. I was really excited to see them but that will now have to wait. In the meantime I’ll be praying for the paperwork to finish, their safe travels and a peaceful move as they leave their home and friends and adjust to the rural Midwest.