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My big mouth saves the day

May 19th, 2008 · No Comments · Uncategorized

Normally when I meet people or go look at their hay or go to auctions or the fairs or grocery store…. ok, well pretty much all the time… I tend to babble.  I know.  Shocking.  It’s my lot in life.  It’s the stick I’ve drawn.  It’s my curse.  I can’t help it really, it just happens and before I know it, Ed’s gracefully apologizing to some stranger for me and he’s gently moving me away from the terrified people.  When Ed’s not around to rescue the poor souls it just gets downright ugly.I just do it.  I just open my mouth and you never know what on earth is going to come out.  After 13 years of marriage, I’ve tried to learn and recognize the signs of someone who begins to get the look that says, Oh my goodness, what on earth is this woman going on about and how do I get away?  And I’m getting better at it, really I am.  I normally only offend a handful of people each week rather than tons and tons. 

But anyway, back to the big news.

Once or maybe even twice during our marriage, my babbling has really paid off.  Last week was one of those times.

I went down the road to look at some hay and after determining it would be just fine, I asked the older gentleman about his two old tractors in the shed with us.  One was newer but the other looked like it was from the 40′s and just the cutest little thing.  Rather than leave it at that I began extolling the torture of not having our own tractor to keep our pastures and how my husband’s a mechanic so one not running would be perfect and a whole bunch of other stuff that I don’t even remember saying.   But this time, their reaction was different.  This time the wife lit up and said, I may have the perfect tractor for you!  My brother’s hasn’t run in years and it’s a model M where this one here is a model H.   Now I have no idea what difference the M is from the H or the T or the L but I sure rushed home to tell Ed and next thing you know we’re calling brother to discuss a price and heading down to see the tractor.

Ed headed over there Saturday to get it running and then gave me a call that he was heading home.  Mr. Frazier had held this tractor on his farm for a lot of years and asked if he could road it home to drive it a final time and Ed surely let him.

Naturally as soon as Ed told My Damn Brother In Law Nathan, he headed up to see the tractor and celebrate with us.

Everyone should have a Damn Brother In Law Nathan.  They keep you on your toes.

Here’s Elizabeth getting her driving lesson before being turned loose.  Ack!  Look at the teeth on that sickle blade!  Don’t fall Lis!  Her mother’s going to see this picture and put her on the first plane back to California where it’s safe.  Hey, I figure if she can master mowing with this thing, driving a car won’t be a problem.

Jen took off through the pasture and did great.  The girl loves tractors so she got her fix that day.

Ed mowed the back pasture yesterday and just loves the tractor – it’s absolutely perfect for the farm and we are just thrilled.  So see, my babbling paid off.  Hopefully it won’t be another 13 years before it happens again.

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