We are procrastinators. Or should I say, I just am getting to old to keep track of everyone else’s stuff. We’ve know for a while now (like three months) but have done nothing about getting my husband’s measurements into the tuxedo rental place. In my defense, I have my clothes purchased and in order…Hubby should be able to take care of his…right??
Well..we got a call from our son saying, “Mom-it’s the last day to get Dad’s measurements in to the tuxedo rental place.” UGH. Want to know where Hubby was??? Unloading haylage. UGH-ugh.
I went to the rescue. Yep…there in his farm clothes covered in yuck, I measured him.
Oh the joys of being married to a farmer.
A little farming update: The of the fields did not get planted. They tried but the weather did not allow it. They guys are finally now taking care of first crop hay. Typically they do this over Memorial Day weekend. They are a month late with most everything. I can only hope from timely rains and a harvest without problems. Farmers here really need that.