Ritual of Summer

Preparing the Redneck Pool.

It's been a lazy morning around the redneck hillbilly mansion.
Hubby and the boys have been filling the pool for summer.
It will be several days of begging and whining while we wait
for the well water to warm up and be swimmable. Oh, and
the boys will be whining, too.

Though not too noticeable in this picture, the boys were
finishing their redneck breakfast of root beer and Milky Way
bars. Actually, cereal and milk were on the menu, but Hubby
took them to the barn for something, and they got into his
not-so-secret stash.

Being rednecks, they couldn't just walk the 100 yards to the
barn--they took the 4-wheeler. If you look closely, you will
see that redneck Hubby has added a milk crate to the handlebars
of his 4-wheeler. I didn't know what it was for until #1 son said
Hubby had given #2 son a ride in it. That did not go over well
with me, because how dangerous is that? Why do I make him
wear a seat belt in the car? He might as well sit out on the hood.

I took this picture from the back porch. I am glad that my kids
are little pansies and would not dream of jumping from the porch
into the pool. I have students at school who say they jump off the
roof of the house into the pool. I hope their pool is bigger than
this one. It is, of course, a Wal-mart pool. It is the 18' one, that
is supposed to be 48" or 42" deep. #2 son will have to wear a
life jacket. He has no fat to float him. He is notorious for drinking
pool water.

I don't know why they think it is exciting to sit and watch a pool
fill up. To me that is about as exciting as watching cars go around
and around a track. Ooops! Sorry NASCAR fans.

It must be a redneck thing.

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