Husband twisted his back wrong, and is not doing well at the moment...
Woke up this morning and I truly thought we had an elk bugling in our yard. I got up, stumbled awake, grabbed my glasses, and looked out the window.
Hmph. Must have been one of the cattle next door then. But it was sure loud... I figured, well, I was up, get dressed and do my walking. I went out, and Rudee didn't seem quite as wound up as usual. That was odd, as well. But, it was a beautiful day, (and only a slightly gushy walk), and so I came back and was ready for a shower and breakfast.
Had to be subtle about the shower, as the In-Laws are here, and I knew I would probably plan wrong.
I showered, and came out dressed and clean, to find everyone at breakfast. The spot that I would sit at was buried in my stuff. Rather than move it, I just went and sat on the couch. SMIL wandered over, and I was regaled with tax info, religious info, her family info, and I think I zoned out somewhere about there...
They went back to the trailer, and I asked Husband about the loud bugle call. He pipes up, oh, yes, there was a young black bull out, and I thought you were asleep, so I just got Rudee out, and we herded it back over to the neighbors.
THIS MAN IS WALKING WITH A CANE RIGHT NOW BECAUSE HE HURTS SO BAD!!! Dingaling! We have trained Rudee with some herding skills, but I was surprised when I found out he was able to transfer the 'chicken' training to 'cattle' work. That's using your "A" game!
Did pretty well, according to Husband. I informed him that if something got out again, WAKE ME UP. Especially since I really didn't sleep all that well through a bull bellowing about 20 feet from my bedroom window! Shee-yit! But, we can add it to the family stories about my Dad going out and chasing down a bull, after the doc patched up a torn muscle. Stay off your feet, the doctor said. So, Dad chased the bull with a tractor. When Mom threw a fit, his reply? Well, I am not on my feet!
So. FIL's 80th birthday. We went to a local restaurant, and it was a quasi-surprise. Quasi, because he thought it was just going to be 5 people. There was actually near to 30, including a quick visit from one son, who would normally be out on the road (he is a trucker), but wanted to give a quick birthday greeting before he got going again.
I don't speak loudly. This is a problem in this environment. SMIL asked her daughter what she had ordered, and I said it was the X special, as daughter was 4 people away. I was one person away. After repeating it 4 times, daughter was laughing, and finally we said it in unison, and then, and only then, did SMIL hear it. Yoiks. I then offered to help cut the cake.
SMIL kept asking if I had a piece of cake. Yes.
Do you have a piece of cake? Yes...
Dear, do you have a piece of cake??
I finally looked her right in the eye, and said as loudly as I could manage, YES. THIS ONE IN MY HAND IS MINE!
She then looked sour and replied, I was just checking.
I can't win. I just can't.
Does anyone know where I can buy a good megaphone?
(The irony was not lost on me that they had Audio equipment right behind me, and it included a mike and speakers. Sadly, I think it may have been Karaoke stuff, but still...)