What happens when the wind blows

by Katie on May 25, 2010

We had one of those desert days with crazy hurricane-like winds on Sunday.
So, what do a farmer and his wife do in weather conditions like that? Assuming there’s no irrigation water running, of course.
They sleep in. Not like 7am sleeping in. Like, “I-can’t-remember-the-last-time-I’ve-ever-slept-that-late” sleeping in.
They make a big breakfast. That’s right, we had Brandon’s favorite — pancakes and sausage gravy. (I know. I don’t get it either. I actually just had pancakes and a couple sausage patties. We put our gravy on a biscuit in Texas. I told Brandon there was just something not right about pouring it over a pancake.) And sat at the table to eat it, not on a to-go plate in the car.
They get to church on time. Since there was no work to be done beforehand, we did the impossible. We got to walk in the middle door (not the side one they leave open for late arrivals).
They go to Cabela’s. Brandon is borrowing a bow for his elk hunt this fall, and needed to get some adjustments made. Had we not had this break, he probably would have been doing this in August. And, we had a lunch date there.
They watch TV. We caught up with the rest of the world and finally watched the season finale of Grey’s Anatomy on the laptop.
They watch hunting movies. Our choice that day was “Awesome Bulls 1&2″ — all about some archery elk hunts, which is exactly what Brandon will be doing this fall. Hey, you’ve got to take time to prepare.
They eat ice cream. Yep, that’s what we had for supper. Pistachio and Almond for me, Natural Vanilla Bean for Brandon.
They talk about doing bookwork. We both had some things to work on in the office, none of which actually got accomplished.
They go to bed early. And so ends a day of high winds, with the windows open, trees rustling and gusts howling.
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