Got a call from my kids, and called my dad. Mowed the lawns, went up into the barn and restacked 100 or so bales (just in case they were too damp, they weren't stacked tight; checked the temperature of each bale to make sure all was okay.) Unloaded 135 bales of hay from another wagon, and took that into the barn, threw it into the loft, and stacked it. Took the wife's parents out to lunch, and worked in the garden for an hour or so. Plus, visited some other relatives. Twas a good day.
edit: oh crap! I forgot to have dinner.