After four days of scaling ladders I think it's safe to say, neither Gene nor I want to be siding contractors when we grow up! Dang, that's some hard work. I told Gene that's the largest building I've ever put siding on and I plan on keeping it that way. At 30x50 with twelve foot high walls I think we put up about a billion pieces of cement board siding. My hands look kind of like hamburger now too. The cement drys out the fingertips and then they like to crack. Not real fun, but such is life.
Gene and Cynthia's oldest daughter and her husband just took possession of their very first house this week. They were supposed to get the keys last week, but things got delayed for one reason or another. Cynthia had planned on heading down there (San Jose area) to help paint, clean and get things in order. As a result of their one week wait, she was still at home while I was here. I told her I sure was glad she was able to be here while I was around. Had she have been gone, I would have been real tired of Top Ramen and Pop Tarts by now. Fortunately I didn't have to rely on Genes fine culinary prowess, Cynthia took great care of me, and I ate like a king.
While we were having lunch today I looked up and saw a birthday card mom had sent to Gene. I thought about it and wondered if I changed the words a bit, (ok, quite a bit) what it might sound like. I came up with the following:
"Son, you have a special place in my heart. Kind of like an aneurysm!"
I'm thinking of a new career in the greeting card business.
Well, this trip south is about a wrap. I'm going to church with Gene and Cynthia tomorrow morning, then I'll be heading back home. Talk with you soon.