Water has run under many bridges since I last posted. Randy, Rick and Di, Rick and I, plus the girls, Elly and Abby, went to the cabin in New Mexico to build a deck. The first morning Rick F. fell through the porch on an axe handle. Long story short, he ended up in the hospital with a blod clot and other complications.
We had a new roof put on the house, in which the roofers hit the gas line. We still do not have this fixed. 5/8 inch soft copper tubing is hard to find.
Our cable television has decided to stop working. It is the connectors in the attic. We have wires running through the flower bed, through the patio door, to the tv.
I have decided the game room carpet needs to be replaced. Rick decided the ceiling needed to be scraped and walls painted. Sunday we started scraping the ceiling. It looks like a bomb has exploded.
I am not complaining or worried. School is out, and I have the summer to take care of all these minor things. However, if you are reading this, Rick, my brother-in-law, can use your prayers in a mighty way. Di or I will be posting his story soon.