My Husband Planted a Pole...

I guess this was my fathers day gift from my husband...a clothesline pole.

It is becoming abundantly clear that he is anxious for me to arrive in Columbia so his 'house-chores' can subside. He must be getting tired of the washer and dryer routine if he is this motivated...on a Sunday, in 95 degree heat, on Fathers Day...digging a hole, mixing cement, a real man-job. Wow!

All for little ole' me...I can't wait to arrive and hang his underwear on it week after week...Happy Fathers Day to All!