Well today I thought a lot about my Daddy. Larry and I began pressure washing our house. ( If you didn't know, my parents had a very successful pressure washing business.) Actually, we started cleaning out the gutters. Yeah...NOT! Larry just HAD to buy a special device with a curve to clean the gutters. So, picture this....Larry is on the ground with the nozzle...I am up on a 12 ft. ladder at the end of the gutter that connects to the down spout. I had on those thick yellow gloves like you wash dishes with. Anyway, he was sending the goop down to me and I'm pushin' it in the down spout. It was horrible! We have the gutter guards to keep the big stuff out. However, we had the shingles replaced last summer and the gritty stuff went down in the gutter and it had to be forced out. What a sight we were! We were both soaking wet. Since I was 'up top with the action' I had splatters of grit all over me. I looked like Larry The Cable Guys sister he calls Holy Moley! Hahaha! Sparky came and sat just watching us. People always seem to find Larry and I entertaining!? After we finished the gutters we got out the pressure washer and made sure that everything was working properly. I got the nozzle and started spraying...I just LOVE watching all the dirt run off! I love clean! We will do the house on Thursday and get it shined up for the open house. Back to my daddy...I could just see him. How many times did I watch him work. More times than I can count. I was thinking, what if he were here. I know exactly how it would be...He would be wearing his work shirt, a hat, have a chew of tobacco in, have his arms crossed and would stand with his feet shoulder width apart watching our every move. However, within no time, he would just take over. Some people would see a dirty house and think yuck...my daddy said a dirty house looked like money to him. He washed feed trucks and when he come home smelling like the feed we would say shew you stink. He would say, smells like money to me. What a character he was.
Oh my goodness, I am so exhausted I can barely type. I'm sure I've made some spelling errors and I'm not real sure if any of this makes sense. Oh well...don't sweat the small stuff!
kdp
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
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