Well, I did it good this time. I was combining yesterday, only had 40 acres to go, and the stupid combine started on fire by the engine. Flames were dancing, hoses were popping, corn stalks started on fire. I couldn't call 911 on my stupid cell so called the hubby to call for help. He asked if I got the important stuff out. I said "sure my phone and my cigs". But then I remembered all his crop paperwork. Up in the stupid combine I went to get that stuff. Going down I missed a few steps and twisted the old leg. The field work will be done for me for a few days. But we do have good news, our 9th grandchild was born Nov.9. A baby girl!!! Will see her tomorrow.