Blessed. Again.

I'm so lucky (blessed) to be surrounded

by men who can do... everything.

This morning there was a loud bang

coming from the pump room.

But Kyle didn't see anything.

And then when I was giving the ducks

their water, the line seemed full of air.

And then when I went inside to

make my breakfast (oatmeal)

there was ZERO water.

Kyle to the rescue.

He discovered the bang was the pipe

leading to the well pump had blown

itself off, then the pump had run dry

(and HOT)... waited til it cooled a bit

and then took the pipes apart and glued them

back together with PVC pipe glue.

*He has glued a gazillion pvc pipes

by this time in his life...

Then he left for work.

And I left for the grocery store.

By the time I got back, Rod was leaving

work for the day, so when he got home

we primed the pump (with fingers crossed)

and ... tada! WATER!

Oh, the modern conveniences!

NOW I can do the dishes, and the laundry,

and all the other things you reach for 

running water for a million times a day.

But right now I need to run outside and help

Rod do a final test of all the lights, etc on

the trailer before we head out early in the

morning to load up and drive the cows

to their final destination.

No pictures...

Sorry!