Friday night I got bamboozled into moving hay. Sort of. We spent most of the day at a garage sale and getting the camper cleaned up and put away, and in the evening Beth had one of those womenfolk parties, I think it was Partylite or something, at the McCoy's house, and I went too. Adam and Mark were also there, and we were all pressed into service moving bales of hay from Travis' trailer into his barn. Maybe a hundred or so bales altogether. The kids all played together on the trampoline or slides while we did all this. Saturday there was supposed to be the annual Duck Race at Winona Lake, but when we got there we found that it had been canceled due to rain (go figure) so we took the kids to Pottery Bayou instead. Alex got a police car bank; Missy got a puppy. In the evening we had the Lemps over for dinner so brad and I could talk about the upcoming Cub Scouts year, what we want to do, what we have ideas for, etc...Today we ran out of gas on the way to church...just as we were arriving, and we didn't have the momentum to get us quite up the drive. Several others were right behind us to help push, and Dave got us some gas, but I must say it's quite embarrassing. Alex and I spent the afternoon building a little rack for a golf set he got at the garage sale out of an old piece of shelving that I found in the garage. Tomorrow, I go back to work for the first time in a while.