Rednecks

We cool our home with an evaporative cooler (swamp cooler) that lives on top of our house.  It has been having fits lately.  While we wait for parts to come in, Kevin climbed on the roof with a cardboard box and some duct tape.

Appalled at what he was doing, I questioned him.  He told me that no one looks up at our roof and no one would even notice his temporary fix.  Yet, as he climbed down from doing what he did, he said, “I’ve never felt more redneck.”

Kevin’s fix was to duct tape the cardboard to the outside of the cooler, preventing hot air from being sucked in on that side.  Okay.  I guess.

And then this morning … I was bringing Ricky home from piano lessons when he gasped and said, “Momma!  Who put that big brown box on top of our roof?”

I calmly told him that his dad did that.  Completely confused, Ricky asked, “What did he do that for?”

Thankfully, my answer went over Ricky’s head, “To make us rednecks, son.  To make us rednecks.”

See, Kev … people DO look up at our roof!