Trampolines, Beer, Power Tools, and Underwear

Wow, I had no idea a post about a clothesline would generate so many comments. Maybe I should start washing my dishes in the creek and see what ya'll have to say. We had quite the productive weekend. Kevin mowed AND weed-eated. Then, he and Uncle Jay re-built our back deck. It was starting to get old and rotten in places, but when they took it all apart, it basically disentigrated in their hands. Yay for not falling through and going to the emergency room! So now I have been forbidden to have any plants on the new deck. So sad. They almost finished it yesterday, but had to stop to, you know, do essential things like eat and go to the bathroom. They are supposed to finish it tonight. Kevin would have never been able to do it on his own. And i've come to the conclusion that it's not because it's a big job. I think they worked faster because there was someone to insult and make fun of, and because it's more fun to drink beer with your brother in law than by yourself. The chickies entertained themselves by jumping on the trampoline with the sprinkler going (again, yay for no ER visits!) and I entertained myself by watching the progress from the back door in the air conditioning. And watching Food Network in peace. That's all. And since ya'll like pictures of our underwear so much, here's another one. We'll see if anyone recognizes them.