Someone stole my weekend

Rather than having a weekend, John's family wrangled a bunch of people and we re-sided the garage at the old house.
While many hands make light work, work is still work. I wished I could have been recovering from the flu, but I got me some achey pectorals from hammering nails. I trimmed trees and did a bunch of clean up.
Uncle Mark busted the most ass, but most of us had upper respiratory infections so there was a lot of slack to pick up, and he did it well.