Google Grandma

Our Anni, that is Ruth and Fede's daughter was asked to make a rhubarb pie for a young group function. Wanting to make the best, wanting to perhaps impress some of the members of the young group, Anni asked her mom for a tried and true recipe. Ruth responded with, "you should call grandma, she probably has an old heirloom recipe from her mom." I was with mom when the phone call came, mom's response was, "Anni, why don't you just google it." Yep, that's our 80 year old very hip mom, now called the google grandma. My day didn't start out very well. It was kind of dark in our bedroom when dressing this morning and as usual going out to feed is always done at full speed or at least a very fast walk. The sweat pants that were put on early were threatening to fall down with each step. Finally I stopped, put the bucket down, to tighten the draw strings only to find out the pants were put on backward. They were held up with one hand while the horses were fed, then into the apartment to fix this problem. This is not an easy fix, I didn't want to take my shoe off, the one Mark so graciously helped put on this morning, so figured out a way to get the pant legs off the shoe without too much bending, got the pants turned around, started to put them on when I realize they are not my pants but Mark's. The scary thing about all of this is it was after 2 cups of coffee. There was no excuse other than I was in a hurry. We had a good time on the walk this morning. Diane showed us her new tree she bought and planted. Mom looked at that and want's one for herself. We think she is just trying to keep up with the Joneses (Honeggers).

The dogs are out of food but the car is out of gas. If Mark drives the car in to church tonight he will fill the tank with his credit card. Perhaps the dogs will get some people food, it is worth putting them off if the gas bill does not go on my credit card.