Men!

I was out mowing around the pecan trees in the pasture. I saw the youngest boy take the tractor over by the barn, so I went over to investigate.
Me: "What's up?"
YB: "Didn't you send me a text message?"
Me: "Nope. What's up?"
YB: "Must have been Dad then. I got a message telling me to hook up the rake."
Me: "Oh. Why?"
YB: "Just said hook up the rake."
Me: "I hope your dad isn't thinking of using the tractor..."
YB: "He better not!"
Me: "Exactly."

So, I went into the house. Hubby was in his chair, watching TV.

Me: "So what's going on?"
IH: (Innocent Hubby) "What?"
Me: "You asked youngest boy to put the rake on the tractor. Are you thinking of using it?"
IH: "Yes..."
Me: "I don't think so."
IH: "Darn."
Me: "I'll send youngest boy in, and you can tell him what you wanted to do."

Now hubby is miffed at me. Better him mad at me, than me mad at him because he ENDED UP BACK IN THE HOSPITAL FROM BEING STUBBORN!

Ugh.

Hope you are all having a wonderful, blessed, safe week so far! ♥

Blogger is really annoying me.

My blog roll is not working. >:-[

This has been happening for two days, with multiple browsers. I get one blog. Whoever posted last. Frustrating.
So, after looking at some options, I am slowly pulling the blogs over to bloglovin for reading. Hope to catch up with you all in a few days.....



Have a great Wednesday!

P.S. Yay! The blog roll is back. :-)
Updated 1846, 18 June...

Not much to post about

Trying to do a bit of catching up today, blogwise.
Had a few friends over yesterday who hadn't been able to make it to the reunion. We did a small crawfish boil for them, with a little of our sweet corn that we managed to save from the 'coons...

I have a new respect for small farmers, that's for sure. :-)

We still have Wisteria blooming.
The cicadas are starting to make their noise music.


So, tomorrow I will be another year older, haha! We're going to see Despicable Me 2! Some days I start to feel it a little bit. Especially with all the changes to our lives this last year. I'll be... wait for it.... 29. Haha!! Sorry. Not really. I'll be 61. Gosh. Where does the time go?

And this Saturday we celebrate our 39th anniversary. We're thinking of going out to dinner. Want to do a few things we won't be able to do after hubby gets his shoulder surgery next Thursday the 11th. He's ready for it now, as he says it has been bothering him more and more.

For those of you who celebrate it, have a Safe, Happy 4th of July. ♥

I knew we'd be doing a lot of work,

but we found out today it will be a lot more.

We thought we had a plugged sewer line.
Rented a snake and put it through two different... clean out points.
One run came back completely dry. It didn't get to the septic tank, which it should have done easily.
For the second run - where hubby has to get under the house (he can get on his hands and knees once he is completely under it); he hit a block he couldn't get the snake past. (He also tried some sort of rubber thing which expands to the size of the pipe and shoots pressurized water at the blockage.)
And while he was there, and having me run some clean water through the lines, discovered that there are three different leaks, in addition to the blockage.

And because this house is 100 years old, it not only has PVC pipe from when hubby fixed the washer drain line and the main bathroom lines; it also has cast iron pipe and old ceramic pipe for the plumbing.

We decided we had to call a plumber.

And we're back living in the trailer because only the washer and the kitchen lines are uncompromised.

We figure any plumber that comes out probably won't touch it, really. It's not going to be an easy job.
We're expecting easily a thousand dollars or more for an estimate.
*sigh*

Oh well.

Hope you all have a blessed week! ♥

What a day today was.

Aside from being rather warm today.

Hubby was working in the pasture and the neighbor ran up waving the newspaper at him. She said, "I don't mean to be minding your business, but your property is listed here for sale for overdue taxes."
What?
All the junk mail the post office forwards and they didn't forward a tax notice?
Not to mention that we applied for homestead exemption in JULY! (Taxes are mailed in November or some such.)
So, hubby called the assessors (?) office and she looked at the records and saw that we were clearly living here when tax bills were mailed.
She gave hubby a number to call and I went to find our Exemption receipt.
By the time I found it and got ready to leave, hubby said she had called back, talked to the person she told hubby to call, and since it was their mistake, they were going to waive our taxes.
Hubby said "Thank you, but I'd rather pay them."
She had also told him that we would probably get a bill this November for .77 cents!
Anyway, we drove into town, went to the tax office, but the lady there couldn't find the tax bill listed in the newspaper. All she saw was the .77 cents.
Which she wouldn't let us pay! She had a.... fund. In an envelope she kept in a drawer. And whenever her drawer was over or under or someone came in with a bill for less than a dollar, she takes it out of the envelope!
And she apologized for us having to go through it all!
And what could we have lost the farm for, had it not been for our neighbor?
Basically $47.
Louisiana is like that.
And there were a lot of listings for less than $100.

So, after freaking out and rushing downtown, we came out okay.

And when we got home, we realized we had a septic tank problem.

The toilet has been... slow.

Hubby was working on some steps (Yes, his shoulder is still bad and he still needs surgery. Probably in July.) and said he smelled something not good. I replied I had just flushed the toilet. So, he decided he needed to go under the house.
And found that One of the lines had had a... rubber hose used as a... flimsy what, he couldn't tell. It had basically rotted, and the line was leaking out on the ground.
Yes, it was that special.
So, we are staying in the trailer again for the next few days until it dries out enough under the house so that he can repair the leak and hopefully clear whatever is clogging the line.

Oh well.

Maybe we'll go fishing tomorrow.
Happy Hump Day! ;-)