Labor Day!

I thought Labor Day was a day to play; usually at the beach or in water somewhere. Stan and I can honestly say we "labored" on Labor Day. We spend the last 5 hours in the yard pulling weeds and taking back our flower beds. What a job! Sam (the dog) even supervised. From the picture you can tell he worked hard too; first thing he did was find the coolest place in the house, nearest a vent where no one would bother him. My sisters would even be proud of the way I look right now (yuck!)......too bad I refuse to take a picture of myself, I would probably break the camera anyway. :o)