cement.

This is what is going on outside my backdoor this very minute. Corey was almost giddy when he came home for lunch and saw the cement truck. (He wasn't giddy... he was something very masculine that means the same as giddy. He is a man, after all. Men don't get giddy. So he tells me, anyway.) He always says, if you want a job done well, hire a Holderman to do it. Very impressive work ethic. The owner's son is even out there helping. He's 10, maybe?