I often wonder if there is such a thing as normal. I was thinking this morning that we are back to normal, but we really aren't because each day is so different from the next. There is always something pushing us to the next event. Like today, we are cleaning up and getting rid of some junk around the farm. This is because my mother in law is coming and that is as good a reason as any to clean up things that have been let go in the name of busyness. So really is that normal? No. So my conclusion has been and will continue to be this: Normal is only a setting on a dryer.
Last night JW put a new fuel line on his tractor and was sure it was going to start. Luke got his tractor out and hooked up to JW's and they began the process of trying to pull start the Massey. When Big Daddy saw this he must have figured they needed help, so he put down his dipper and hopped on the tractor with Luke. I watched them go by a couple of times, but there was only one tractor running. When they all came back into the barn to help milk, JW said there was yet another repair that needed to be made. These repairs seem to be endless...too bad antique tractors don't come with a warranty. :)
Yesterday I found time to make some sweetrolls. They sure were good this morning with the oatmeal. Yes, we are out of cereal...I have to actually cook breakfast!