The ranch has been in the family for about ten years now. So it has been ten years since we set up our base of operations: a mobile home. A very nice mobile home (Seriously! It looks just like a house on the inside with drywall and everything!), but a trailer none the less. Well, the ranch is in west Texas - the land of no trees. There are wind farms down the road from us. In a word: windy. Very windy.
All that wind has started taking its toll. We have lost a shingle or two. The time has come for a little maintenance. My father-in-law was planning a trip to the home improvement store to pick up some replacement shingles.
Now, my FIL is an eminent physician. A pioneer is his field. Before he left for the store, he turned to us and asked without a hint of irony, "Do you think we should put some tires up there to hold the shingles down?"
I just about died laughing and then realized he wasn't joking.
Transition to redneck complete.