Dirt,Dirt,Glorious Dirt

Normally on Saturdays I would be watching tv,riding my bike or reading but today was different. Today I had the "privilege" of messing around in the dirt. Mark,Dad and I went in Mark's truck to rent a road-a-tiller from Home Depo. So we went to Home Depo (which is a few minutes away) and rented the biggest tiller in the whole place. Then my Dad did the paper work for it while Mark got his truck to the rental part Home Depo. Maybe after two or three minutes we went outside where Mark's truck was parked. Then they guy showed Dad how to work the Road-a-tiller.After a short time we got some ramps to roll the road-a-tiller in the truck. Soon after we all went back home and unloaded it and Dad went to work on tilling up our whole side yard so we could plant Canna Lilies there. All I really did was watch Dad,pick up roots and stones,pick up trash out of the yard and shove dirt back into the correct spot. Maybe after an hour some wicked dark clouds started coming up,then I felt a drop of rain fall on me. I yelled to Dad that is was gonna rain but he kept going. Soon it was PORING down rain and when you turned the right way rain got right in your eyeball and also managed to pelt you very hard. The person that I am,was dancing in the middles of the yard enjoying all of the glorious rain. Yet while I was laughing and having fun Mark is standing there like a toad on a log and my Dad is still tilling the dirt. Anyway, the torrential down poor lasted at least ten minutes,then it slowed down a lot and the sun peeked through the clouds but now the wind was blowing. Now I don't know about you but man when my cloths are soaking wet I don't like getting a nice breeze to make me cold. So I went in Tan Van and listened to Hilary Duff's "Someone's Watching Over Me" song about five times. By then I was a little dry. I worked a little more and went to take a shower,which felt VERY good and it relaxed my aching muscles.