I had a plan. . .

I want to say to, "don't ever have a plan" but some plans work out.  Just no this plan.
 
 I wish I had better news than this, but sweet corn is in full swing.  

I saved the weekend for this big job (which ran into this week due to me requiring so much help - lifting the bags of corn, shucking, lifting the pan of kernels to dump into pans to cool etc.)

However.  Plans change.  I felt dizzy all weekend, and felt I was just needing rest.  I took a lot of naps, and Sunday was the worst.  Monday I got into my doctor (or a new one rather).  Hubby went to his eye doctor and is off work.  

Diagnosis? 

Tidbits

I made a loaf of bread using the recipe Sam I Am shared at her blogspot - farmgirlsam.

How did it turn out?

Pretty darn good if I say so myself.  Thanks for the recipe!

Hubby and I were to be meeting up at 7am this morning, and riding the Triple Nickle Ride today.  Last night those plans changed.  It takes great concentration to ride a curvy, twisty road, with hills and surprises at the top.  He came home in pain from the dentist last night.  That's okay.  I think we'd rather go do that ride, and stay the night vs. ride the motorcycle back late, and so tired.  It's about a 60 mile ride, but first you have to get there.  Getting there takes about 3 hours. I had accounted for the loss of gardening time for this ride too, but taking advantage of being home now.

Guess who is driving now?  Youngest just went to the "Big City" and obtained her driver's permit.  Last one to learn to drive.