Had a great little trip to Decorah this past weekend. Got to spend two evenings visiting with gassy RJ- who didn't share her gift with us, but her 6 year old son did and found himself to be quite amusing- and SJ. I fear I came off a little conservative during a debate on defining the family farm. I turn into a cranky devil's advocate when I'm tired. I really do believe in not subsidizing coporate farms. I do.
Speaking of cranky, my visit with my dad went better than expected. We didn't end up disagreeing with each other very much, unlike recent visits. It helped that he had his hearing aids on. This is good. My father, who has a lot of difficulty showing affection of any kind, shows his love for us in other ways. This trip it was with pork. He announced to me upon my arrival that he had purchased a hog for each of us six kids and that I needed to call the locker to let them know how I wanted it cut. So, sometime in April, I will get about 200 lbs of pork. Thanks, dad. Barbecue, anyone?