I don't know what's gotten into me.
Boy, when Momma saw these
I thought I'd have to sleep in the shed with the tractors. Then I remembered
there's no more room in the shed. Guess I'll have to figure out a way to make it up to her. Probably gonna mean taking her out for at least two dinners, and I'll bet she won't settle for Wendy's.
Then I told her one was for taking apart and restoring and the other was a pattern to see where all the parts go so I can put it back together.
Don't think she bought that either.
Now to find a place to work on them, the garage is out, the kid has two trucks and four motorcycles in there that he "supposedly" is working on.
Oh Well, at least I've got the Cubs.
What a week!
