Keep on truckin'

When I was a teenager one of the popular phrases was 'Keep on truckin'. It seems to fit our last weekend. Last fall our friend KTV used our pickup and trailer to bring some of his cows back here to our dairy to take care of and milk. As he was hauling the animals, a manure truck was going too fast and passed him as he was executing a left hand turn. Thankfully he had the seat belt on. The truck was damaged structurally but K was ok, sore but ok as were the trailer and animals. He was in Gooding county, Idaho at the time of the accident and so the truck was left there. After insurance was done we were able to keep the truck for parts and tires etc. This required us going with a flatbed trailer to bring it home.
So, we did and when we got halfway home we stopped for gas and as we got back into the truck I heard a noise. Investigation confirmed a tire going flat. There was no jack or tools to change the tire even though there was indeed a spare. So every time we came to an air hose we stopped and filled the tire. We made it home without ruining the tire. It was one of the duals which helped I am sure.
The next day we went to help our daughter and her husband move. The day was clear and dry -perfect for moving. The day after was storming. Our newer truck had its old tires on as we had not had time yet to put the better ones on from the other truck. So Lon was going a slower to be safe. We were enjoying a World War Two historical novel on tape and I was knitting as fast as I could. When going up Fish Creek Pass outside of Lava Hot Springs we hit a slick spot right where on my side was a drop off and on Lon's side a guard rail and drop off. He brought it out of sliding off my side but we headed straight for the other side. I just closed my eyes and waited to go over the edge. We came to a very abrupt stop at the guard rail. It did its job well. Lon got it turned back around and onto the shoulder. He stopped to survey the damage and the bumper was bent into the right tire. He tried but couldn't bend it out enough to go on. I watched the traffic zip on by and was ever so grateful that there was none when we slid.
We are so grateful for our safety, not even a seat belt bruise. The tow truck bill for taking the bumper off and the speeding ticket ??? haven't dampered our relief and gratitude.

Face cream

For several years I said I wouldn't use my cream on my face. It is too thick, too heavy. Hmm, how often we live to eat our words. Thank goodness! I use a bit of Unscented cream (between the size of a pony bead and a small marble) in my palm and add a drop of Baby Me essential oil blend form Butterfly Express. This dry-piece-of-leather face loves it! Check it out at http://www.butterflyexpressions.org/Blends/BabyMe.html