Yep, roofing and sweating and Gatorade, oh my!
Roofed the home of Herr and Frau Spetzman this weekend. I gotta tell ya, when my family decides to get something done, that's it. Those people know how to bust their humps. The shingles were off in an hour and a half. Three layers! Then the surprise...worn-out decking. Another step that wasn't expected, but they handled it. Had the decking on and ready for paper and shingles by the end of the first day. God gave us a beautiful weekend, no rain worries, and off we went on Sunday. Tim was greatly surprised at what little he will have to finish in the next few days. I don't mean to say we did all the work, tho. Tim's friend Craig and his dad were there bustin' it too, and when the shingles were coming off, Mike, a neighbor came and worked like a madman. Taylor, however, gets the "I can't believe a fifteen year old would work that hard" award.
I was the child-watcher and cooker, cuz Homie donna do laddahs. That's ok, I was in my element. Cooked enough food to last them the week! I had a great time playing pillow fight with Jacob--wore the boy out, and pretty much just helped out with what needed doing.
Only a couple of casualties, Jeffrey cut his hand with the shingle razor, and I sliced my thumb along with the carrots. Here's something to think about: How can a knife that is not sharp enough to cut a carrot slice halfway through a THUMBNAIL??? I know what Kandi is getting for Christmas.