Good Gawd, y'all!

Going to the beach on Saturday! I have a hilarious new swimsuit. My only comfort is that it was the most flattering of my choices. I could look much worse! I left the 'Scarlet Sausage' suit in Barrow, more's the pity. It makes an impression!

The barn is almost down. I have a second minor injury. The i-beam bar is sharp at one end and it got me. Ouchies.

Somehow during the barn demolition, Dad started singing that "War! Good Gawd, y'all!" song at random. Now everybody goes around yelling 'Good Gawd, y'all' wherever we can. We're a simple people. It doesn't take a lot to amuse us.