The work train keeps a-rollin'

Hi Kids!!!

Ah, another day another dollar ... minus the dollar part :). Since my last post, I have had some experience hanging sheetrock and insulation, learning to mud a house (which, as it turns out, I am 100% terrible at mudding), have had a day off, and today, it was back to gutting.

Krista arrived on Sunday (my day off), and I got to have lunch with her, my mom, and Michael. I think she's enjoying her southern experience so far, which has been chock full of accents, mud, bugs (the mosquitos have finally arrived), fire barrels, and of course good food.

And now for my ridiculous, only-in-the-south story for the day:

For the past 4 or 5 days, we've been working on the re-vuild process in a home in Pearlington, MS. The homeowner and her daughter have been there a few of the days, helping out where they could and bringing us King Cake. The homeowner told us this story a few mornings ago. She knew an elderly woman who lived in New Orleans East, in a large 2 story house. She said she wanted only ohing from her home: a jewelry box on the second floor, which she thought would be abouve the flood waters. She sent in someone to look for it 1 week after the storm, only to find her house had been looted and her jewelry box, full of family heirlooms, was gone. So, later, the family goes in to work on the house. They go out to tbe backyard and drain the pool, and found the jewelry box sitting there at the bottom of the pool. And what did they find just next to the box?

The person who stole it.

It seems that, in wading through the flood waters, he didn't notice the pool, slipped in, and didn't make it back up.

So there it is, my ridiculous story for today.

OK, off to dinner ... tonight it's fried catfish. yum!!!

Cori :)