We still had to get bathed so we heated pots of water and carried them to the bath tubs. As I sank into the warm water, it felt different from the same warm water that normally flowed from the faucet. It reminded me of summer vacations spent at the farm in North Carolina.After a day of playing in the fields and running up and down the dusty white clay roads, we'd be coated like Grandma's fried okra. But there were no garden tubs or fiberglass shower inserts to hop into. After dinner was done and clean up was done, Grandma would warm up some pots of water on the stove top. Then she'd fill a galvanized wash tub in the middle of the linoleum tiled kitchen floor(picture an oversized metal garden bucket) with the warm water.
I could still smell the remnants of a country dinner as I slid into the tub, hearing the water slosh up and down the tin sides. I could feel the ridges of the bottom of the tub, but they didn't really bother me, they were just there. The soap was a gooey goppy mess to be retrieved from a dime store blue soap dish that had a white plastic insert designed to supposedly keep the soap dry. I can hear my relatives chattering through the closed door and down the hall. Uncle Ricky is the loudest. He always was the loudest.
Bang bang! The door booms as Trevor brings me back to present day, "Hey Dad! Come check out what I did on Xbox!"
I smiled and thought about how great those days on the farm were. I wondered, how many people have ever bathed in a wash tub. I wondered how many people ever peed in an outhouse. I consider that one of the privileges I've had.
So splash back to reality, here's some pics from this week.
It's been a crazy weather week. Last Sunday it was in the 70's. Tuesday we had snow on the ground. Wednesday it was mid-sixties. Yesterday we had hail and tornadoes. What's next? Global warming?
Brett & Trevor about to head to the basketball court to shoot one afternoon this week.
Even though my real camera has been at Nikon getting fixed since March 27th, I have still been playing with photography. I made this composition by putting myself between an accent window and a wall 20' away one late afternoon and shot it using Trevor's cheap ass pocket camera.
Sofa is starting to get old. She isn't making here as much but her young cohort Doolee is. He showed up without her twice this week. It makes me sad knowing that before long, like Puff the Magic Dragon, she'll show up no more. 
I probably shouldn't snap pictures mid project.....Alexis looks like she's about ready to toss a wrench at my head! It had been such a long day at this point.
We finished repainting Trevor's room in a suede paint.
Normally, I have a menu written here, but thought this was a cute change.
The easter bunny better watch his arse. We have a mating pair of red tailed hawks living next door at the horse farm. I wish I had my Nikon back because I had some great shot opportunities of them today. Gorgeous birds.
Trevor snapped me while I was writing in my journal. At least I wasn't picking my nose!
Love you guys. Hope everything is going great for you all!
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