Learning the tricks of the trade

The alarm rudely went off this morning at 4am. Matt politely turned it off and set it to go off 1 hour later-- 5am. (although not much of an improvement) Matt has been getting up at this time much more since the birth of our new lawn business, YellowDog Lawn Care. But, myself, well, I'm not too keen on early mornings... Matt is not too keen on them either, however, it is 2 degrees cooler at 5am in the morning than the rest of the day.

We pulled our sleepy girls out of bed around 5:40 and hit the road for Georgia to buy an enclosed trailer. Due to our super long day and early start, I traded with Matt around the half way mark home and hit the road so he could attempt to rest (tough at times with three chatter boxes in the back). Although a little timid about pulling this gi-normous trailer, my sweet husband encouraged me that "I had this in the bag". It wasn't too bad, I must admit. He hit me with one more challenge as we pulled up to our house. "Honey, I'm gonna coach you, but I want you to back this baby in the driveway." Whoa... did he remember how much we just paid for this thing and how nice and shiny it is?

I have to say, I even impressed myself. I better be careful and keep some of my talents under wraps or I might be finding myself learning some other tricks of this trade.

By the way, babe-- thanks for all of your sweaty, back-breaking work you do daily to help us eat and pay bills. You are incredibly driven to provide for your family and I will be eternally grateful to you for the sacrifices you have and continually make.

On an extra note, I've trained Matt to enjoy food, not just eat to survive. My parents have always been fans of eating in local restaurants and what we affectionately refer to as "holes in the wall". Matt is almost more passionate about this than I am. But as we got close to our destination in Georgia, we passed a tiny restaurant that looked a little sketch. (Which is all the more appealing if you know what you're doing.) There was a makeshift smokehouse right by the road next to this little "hole in the wall". Matt saw that billowing smoke and he had to check it out, once trailer was in full tow. We got a half rack of ribs and two barbeque sandwiches for the road. The bbq was decent (insert important information here: we've been exposed to some of the best bbq in the south and are quite picky about our bbq. Mostly because my dad can cook some mad crazy, yummy low country style mess! Mmmmm!) The ribs however where pretty tasty. They had some good dry rub action and salty bark on the outside. It was of course accompanied by some good, sweet iced tea. I love our adventures together, even when they are spent in a truck all day eating tasty ribs and traveling through countless podunk towns.