40 Bag Day

I’m late to Frail Deeds today because I spent the entire day out on the future patio. While I chronicle each of the days for progress, until today all those days were about two hours long. I acquired forty bags of concrete to get started on the final phase – pouring the patio floor. This was not a lot of fun. From loading the bags off the shelf, then into the car, then out of the car to Deckzilla. To quote the original Tricky Dick, “My kingdom for a cement mixer!”. Although Dick’s original statement was more equine related, I understood the desperation. I started right after eight this morning and finished the last bag off around five. The hardest part was mixing each bag and then wishing it provided more product. I got it done however. Now I have just one more trip to Home Depot tonight. I figure another 25 bags should finish it off.

Where the Day Started

End of Day 31 Progress

I had company for most of the day as my Favorite Panamanian decided to spend some time with her Deckzilla flower collection, transitioning to Mums, whatever that means. She couldn’t resist offering a number of supervisory inquiries about my technique. I learned fairly quickly that I should not ask her where she acquired her heretofore unrevealed concrete expertise. I blame YouTube. The body feels pretty beat up, mainly from having to twist while stirring the concrete. This all ends tomorrow, unless the back gives out. So, 40 bags of concrete and two Tylenol day.  

Wife Took Some Photos of Today's Effort

One movie fell in my A-Z effort, a keeper: Anchorman, The Legend of Ron Burgundy (Well that escalated quickly).

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RECURRING CHARACTERS:                                        

ABFA – Amazing Best Family Athlete - my daughter in law; BR3 – Blog Reader #3 – granddaughter #3; BRS - Blog Reader the Sequel - second granddaughter; Cantankerous Friend – friend since grade school who likes to argue about everything, poses as radical leftist to attract women; Curbside Girls – close friends of my daughter acquired during her single days in Brooklyn; Deckzilla – our backyard deck which grew to monstrous dimensions once my wife got involved in planning; Favorite Panamanian - the wife (of course); FBR - First Blog Reader - first granddaughter; First Friday – celebrations to mark the First Friday of the Week; Great Aunt - my elder sister; Keene Friends 1 & 2 – friends since high school from my home town of Keene, NH; Kindergarten Friend – friend since kindergarten whom I reunited with after many years; Maine and Virginia Musqueteras – two close friends of my wife – her US sisters, my wife is the 3^rd musquetera (musketeer); Namesake Nephew – son of Great Aunt and Soxfather named after me; Neighborhood Mafioso - wife's close friend and Panamanian mafia member; PanaGals – female relatives /friends of my wife from Panama; Panamanian/Latin Mafia – inevitable group of Latino friends my wife accumulates wherever we have lived & their spouses; Pittsburgh College Roommate– high school friend, also a “Minor Celebrity” in Pittsburgh; Riggins - also known as the Grandpuppy, son's dog; Soxfather - my brother in law; Tia Loca – wife’s younger sister; Wingman – my son in law; Wingmom – Wingman’s mom, of course