Seriously, it seems as though we've been on the road all day long, and we never got any farther from home than Cliff's brother's farm at Higginsville.
We had already planned to take Bonnie-the-Jersey-cow to spend time with Cliff's brother's bull. Phil is out of state just now, and his pickup has been borrowed by a grandson. So we borrowed granddaughter Monica's pickup to transport the cow.
Monica spent last night at our house. I mentioned on Facebook that I was making biscuits and gravy today, and ended up with over seventy comments on that status update. Many people from across the country invited themselves to my house. It was pretty funny, actually.
This morning I made a double batch of baking powder biscuits and stretched the gravy so there would be enough for my daughter and son-in-law and Cliff's sister next door.
That's how we started our day. Then we headed to Cliff's brother's farm to get the livestock trailer.
Home again, and Cliff's sister had fixed pizza for everybody. Good stuff. Then I came to the house and collapsed in my chair, because it felt like I had been on the road all day long. Oh wait.. I had!
I wanted to go to a music show this evening, but it was in the same town to which we've already traveled twice today. It's a show put on by relatives of the twins next door. There was a very talented guest scheduled that I really wanted to see, but I don't want to leave home again. It's cold outside.