Weekend

Friday morning I hitched up the wagon... ok maybe I didn't but i did drive my husbands big manly truck. Kelly, the girls and I went to Indiana to bring home the beef. Dad usually makes the trip by himself, however because Kelly and I were buying a side this year for the first time, we got to go with him to help him haul the load.
We spent the day playing with Grandpa & taking the traditional gator trip to the creek (about a mile from his house), which smelled like wonderful fall leaves and walnuts and dirt. The girls threw rocks and ate rocks and had a wonderful time :o)
By the evening Uncle Joe was finally able to get in the field and so Kelly harvested beans for a few hours with him while the girls and I played with Grandpa "Meal" & Aunt Lan.

The next morning after an Uncle Joe special of farm fresh eggs and bacon for breakfast we headed to the packing house. It was a friendly morning of arranging little white packages of frozen meat in coolers to be brought home to 9 waiting families. Dad thought it would be cheaper (and probably lighter) if we had brought home 2 truck loads of contraband :o)

I never managed to get my camera out while we were there, however Annie did and here is the result.

I can't look at this picture without laughing hysterically! maybe it would be funnier if you knew the man.