After last year's $500 heat bill one month in which I kept my heat at 63, thank you very much, I knew this year I was going to rely more on my fireplace.
So my neighbor, Devon, picks me up Sunday to go cut wood. I mean to tell you this is what happens in the country. Somebody just out of the blue says they're going to get you some firewood because they don't want you to be cold this winter. And then the neighbor kids came along to haul and split wood, In between hitchin' up their pants:
And you see what my kids are doing ... sittin' on the back of the truck.
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