August 15, 2009
Today, I learned that I still have a lot of hootspa! The Prodigal Son and I helped Mountain Man (my brother) with his demolition job. We worked our ASSES off! But, it's the Prodigal I am most proud of. He sweated, pulled, punched, lifted, grunted, banged...until he was exhausted. I did what I could, but don't be deceived...I swept, banged, pulled, punched, lifted, grunted with the best of them. At the end of the day, my body ached, but I was satisfied with a job well done. And the pay we each earned didn't hurt. A successful day!