So a quick note to let everyone know, I did survive.
My daughter was over as well. She and I hid out in our (robin and mine) bedroom and watched TV. Thirteen screaming little 10 year olds. Five of them went home that night, leaving 8 that went home around noon the next day. I can proudly inform you that no children were killed during that time period, though the thought did cross my mind once or twice. Saturday morning my daughter and I went to Menards and picked up some items. I ended up spending $82 and spent no more than $5 on any one item. OUCH! Good thing I didn't tell Robin I was going. The eldest's boy friend dropped by and I spent about 1 1/2 hours blowing out broken bolts on the rear end of the cat and replacing the gasket between it and the muffler pipe on his S-10. Sunday morning I did some work before church. Rotated the tires on the wife's Exploder and adjusted the headlights. I also pulled the Old mule in and started pulling the right axle housing off. The pivot for the lower arm of the 3pt hitch is coming out of the housing. Probably due to the brutal beating the Mule took from me trying to move the snow we got this past winter. I'm hoping it's just loose on the inside. I've included a picture of the compressor closet blower motor installed and the rack I store all the extension cords on. Somebody was wondering how to store them, so I thought I'd show my cheap solution.
One more note, I have a large mirror sitting behind the barn because I can't bring myself to get rid of it. There's a young ring necked roster hanging around and he keeps coming up to it and pecking at it. It's hilarious. 
Just look for us in the middle of the corn and mint fields. It looks even better in person, trust me. I realize exactly how great my neighbors are and try to pass along the favors. I feel like our neighborhood is really a community, not just a neighorhood. I've warned the wife that when we get the place cleaned up a little more, we're going to have a block party at our place as a thank you to our neighbors.