Troy running down the hallway to the kitchen: "Hey Wynde can you go get Brian and tell him Chris needs a concrete stretcher?"
Jamey: "Don't worry, I'll go tell him" (Wynde was busy)
Jamey: Knock, Knock, Knock on Brian's door. "I'm supposed to come tell you that Chris says he needs a concrete stretcher."
Brian: Smiling says "Uh, sure. Where is he?"
Jamey: "I don't know upstairs I think."
An hour or so later at lunch...
Jamey: "Hey did you guys find the concrete stretcher?"
That's when the room erupted with laughter and I found out that there is no such thing as a concrete stretcher. Wow, I'm gullible.
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3 comments:
Hi everyone, Wow! what a great blog entry... complete with jokes and pictures. Way to go. Keep those notes back home coming. We love to follow your path and walk in your shoes vicariously.
Blessings, Martha
Hah! Sounds like you all are off to a great start. We're praying for you waaaay back here in Iowa. Wish I was there to enjoy the work.
God bless!
Jeff
We really need to see a pic of Julie working and getting dirty!!!! You guys rock!!
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