A day of fun

I just got back from a day of helping my dad hang sheet rock in his
garage.

I missed Brian more today then I have in a very long time. Of we
three boys, he was the one who became the best at sheet rock hanging
and taping. We did the ceiling of his two car garage at near nine
feet then we did the walls. After over seven hours we were done. And
I was done in big time. Came home and jumped in the hot tub in the
back yard and just soaked and cooked for awhile before I felt human
again. Brian and Dad could sure hang rock back in the day. Both of
them preferred to tape rather then hang but they were good. Dad
admits he does not have the strength that he used to have, but he can
still work me under the table. I spend to many days in front of a
computer and not nearly enough time walking or exercising.

I had taken up a caserrole (Special K loaf) for our lunch and Mom
sure appreciated that. I keep giving Dad cooking hints that work for
us in our house but he is always happy when he does not have to cook.
My hints to him are mostly encouraging him to buy slightly more
expensive, but easier foods that are semi prepared when he buys them,
hoping he will cook with some variety and not get bored.

Mom wandered in and out while we worked and when we sat down to lunch
she told me about all her conversations with a lady from 3ABN, with
Linda and with Mark. She said she had had a lengthy conversation with
each of these people about family and parents and life. Except each
of these people is only a picture either on the fridge or in a
magazine. She is so loving and sweet and then she will ask me how
Craig is doing and how are my two sons, which probably means she
thinks I am Brian. But she is still Mom.