If you’ve been wondering where in the heck I’ve been over the past two days, then you’ll be happy to know that I’ve been digging a four foot trench, busting concrete with a 10lb. sledge hammer, and laying new sewer pipe.
My house has had a "Blockage" ever since we bought the place almost eight years ago. Every year I have to have the system cleaned out, which cost a ton of the green stuff. This year, however, me and my Uncle decided to dig down and see what the pipe looked like, because of all of the roots we found in the clean out. We stumbled across ancient terra cotta pipe that was filled with oak tree roots, and the we discovered an eighty year old septic tank that was caving in on itself. The thing was right up against my house, so it is a good thing that it didn’t cave all of the way in with me on my patio grilling or sipping tea in the mornings. It is right under my patio.
I love good ol’ honest work. My back is killing me and I’ve been bathed in mud and poo for two days, but darn if I don’t feel grand! 
There is nothing wrong with using the utensils that the grand creator gave you and me.
I stood outside just a little while ago atop a mountain of red dirt with sweat on my brow and a thin layer of dirt from head to toe, and couldn’t do but one thing as the sun set, smile.
I’ll be back to regular blogging soon. There is still much work to be done.
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Where theres muck, theres LUCK!
Haha . . my brother in law is a plumber but he doesn’t do poo any more . . just new houses. Now take your shoes off before you get mud on the carpet!
Grannymar, you are absolutely correct.
Baino, I own my house, so I can walk in poo shoes if I feel like it.
For that matter, I can do whatever I want! 
The sad thing is that I actually have to clean up after myself. And, that my dear friend is no fun. 
Thanks ladies. I apologise for not visiting lately, but at least you know why.