This didn't start out being a two-parter but if you read my last post then
you know that my husband and our teen-aged son are now vying for that 'strongest man in the house' position.

Men/boys are so silly.

By the way, my son finally separated that water bottle <<insert Tim the Toolman grunting noises here>>

Five minutes later, my husband walks in the house laughing with unbelief. He had wandered into the garage where our son is working out with weights. Hubby mentioned to him that he'd like to start working out out there with the same weights when he gets back from his trip. The boy looked at him, shook his head as if that wouldn't be possible and said, "You know, I've doubled the weights."

Oh yes, I think that gauntlet has been thrown. Somehow I suspect I won't be the only one nursing an injured back.