FINALLY! Brian made it home safe a week ago. The rest of his company stayed in Texas, but a handful of guys came home a little bit early. He was getting nervous that he wasn't going to be here when the baby was born, not to mention his spike elk hunt started yesterday. I guess whatever it takes! It was a LONG 3 1/2 weeks, and I am so happy he is home. This is a truck that took them into the swamps in Louisiana to fix the power lines.
They had to ride a ferry back and forth everyday to a "man camp" where they were staying. The man camp was a little self-sufficient town where they slept and ate. They even had people there doing their laundry.
I wish I would have taken a picture of Neeley when she saw her daddy pull up in front of our house. She was peeking out the window yelling, "There's my Daddy! That's my Daddy, momma!" It was the sweetest thing ever! We're just so glad he's home!


