CCL goes to Texas, Part 2

 

Bernie is working at Jaimes’s new ranch, running equipment and doing work which requires a certain amount of technical expertise – like driving a tractor and using the equipment which runs off same.  The barn staff is rather immature and break things.

Margie and I went over there (Hutto) to help Bernie put a playscape together for the guy who owns the property.  This is no ordinary playscape.  It’s a two storey monstrosity with picnic table, climbing wall, slide, swings, roof.  OMG.  I got a sunburn that thankfully turned to tan.

It’s nowhere’s near done.  But we spent the entire afternoon working on it.  My dogs hung out under the trees with a large bucket of water.  Callie followed Margie around as always.

 

 

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Margie’s van has been giving her the “check engine” light and it’s been in the shop now 3x to get it fixed.  Yesterday was shop number 3.  Because of the weather forecast (mega storms), Bernie did not go to the ranch but instead we piled into Cindy’s truck (borrowed) and the van and headed down to Lampassas to take the van in and get the brakes done on Cindy’s truck.

I took the boys, not wanting to leave them for so many hours and of course Callie came.  We went shopping (didn’t buy anything) and then hung out at the dealership until Cindy’s truck was done. 

It’s an hour each way to their preferred dealership, and on the way home I got some really cool pictures of the sky – storms coming in and clouds at all different heights in the sky.  Then we got home and I pulled the slide in and brought my dogs into the spare room (away from Moon, who believes Trippy is snack food).  All Eleven dogs were in the house for the duration.  They were amazingly well behaved, occasionally giving us a chorus of barks/howls but mostly really good about it.

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Currently, the roofs on the three main buildings (house, barn, metal shop and wood shop) are being replaced due to mega hail damage.  So Margie and I are stuck here whist the work is being done.  It’s noisy and there are nails everywhere outside.  We can’t let the dogs out, and mine are trapped in their little yard.  At least it’s not horribly hot out.