We are so good. We have to be, with all of the traffic we're stopping. I'm telling you, horns are going crazy on Hwy. 321. Folks are just damn glad to see us, I guess. Probably happy to finally see some paint on the wall, too. Man, it really looks good.

Put in an order for more Primasil today. Should be going out on Monday, with delivery here on Friday or so. Even if we're down a couple of days waiting for product, this time I don't think anyoneos going to mind. There were quite a few sore shoulders today. Mine included. And the massages are startng to really book up. Wonder why?

Jonny finally made it back today. He was missed. We need his brawn, especially since the lifts are arriving tomorrow. Melissa will be gone a few days, and Ken and Cindy are leaving Monday, so we are going to really be humpin' it. A new couple will be showing up next Wednesday, and another guy should be here Monday. Of course, if someone is wanting to come on down and help, we certainly aren't going to be turning them away.

Can't wait until tomorrow. We get to wake up, and do exactly the same thing: make it all look pretty.

Mike

Captain Jack has talked of nothing but getting high during this project. Now I understand what he's talking about!





















Yeah, my shoulder is sore. I'm human, too, regardless of what anyone says. And do you want to know WHY my shoulder is sore? Take a look at this:

















Maybe after a couple of days the soreness will subside, but I figure we'll be done in a couple of weeks anyway. Surely we can make it until the end. Right?



















Just what the doctor ordered after a long, hard day of slingin' paint: soft, downy, asphalt. All she needs is a nice fluffy rock on which to lay her head.











Looks like Twyla is holding court at dinner. A least she has everyone's attention. BTW, the meals have really been good. Hats off to our caterers.