Sunday, April 7, 2013

A Bit Hungover...

What a great weekend. Having not seen both Zach and Ashley since our Watkin Shepard days, we picked up right where we left off. It's been almost 3 years since we have seen eachother, but we didn't skip a beat. They left Watkins about the same time we did and made the move to North Dakota when we decided to run LTL reefer with DTS.

They left both of the girls (their puppy dogs) at home this trip, Yang and Jezebel, which we missed seeing again, but we ate and drank and caught up with eachother til the wee hours of the morning last night. I had forgotten what great people they are and how much we have in common...even though we are miles apart, it was like we had just seen eachother at the terminal in Santa Fe Springs on Friday night. It was a weekly event, one which I know Jeff and I always looked forward to.

Less liquor was consumed this trip, a testament that we are all getting older and becoming light weights, but as they drove away this afternoon, I got that warm fuzzy felling that there still are good people in this world that "get us".

It is now our turn next time to go to North Dakota and see their new life that they have created in the oil fields. We will make sure to make it a visit in the Fall. After the stories that we heard, I don't want to see anything up there in the winter! They can have that.

Cheers you two and thanks for an awesome weekend. I think we all really needed that. As promised, it will not be as long between our visits next time.

P.S. Sorry the Avs couldn't pull it out for you on Friday night...but on a good note, the Rockies won their home opener.

Saturday, April 6, 2013

I am Woman

Hear me ROAR! I feel as if I have graduated to another level in the flatbedding world. I recently received a gift of my very own, a cheater bar, from Jeff. Helping him figure out how to load the truck, throwing straps and stepping on the deck to belly-wrap pipe or product has been great...but with another cheater bar (that's the bar that you use to tighten all of the straps in the buckles) I'm thinking I am going to have to step up my game. I might even risk breaking a nail....or even worse...building upper body strength. Let's face it, women aren't normally built with biceps. I have never had great upper body strength, but I'm willing to give it a try.

Besides, by the time we are finished loading, I'm not looking or feeling like a pretty Rose. This is hard, long, sweaty and dirty work. But it is rewarding work. After taking a pile of pipe, motors, smart-tools, satellite boxes, 40 foot baskets and what-nots (that's some female talk thrown in there) it is pretty cool to stand back from a load, that is worth multi-millions of dollars in drilling equipment, and know that together we have figured out a way to stack it on our deck and strap it to where nothing moves and drive down our not-so-smooth roads we call highways.

We take pride in our job. It isn't for everyone, that's for sure. But it takes team work to accomplish this. If we didn't have the bond that Jeff and I have, this job would be a lot harder. I love my 6'4" man and wouldn't trade him for the world!