Billy Johnson, fashionista sluggard or visionary haute couture renaissance man?

I apologize for the slight delay in getting this out, I have been busy getting my hatchimal hatched. The recipient of my service this year is Billy Johnson. There are so many things to admire about this guy, like......

 

Thanks for the pic Lani, and nice legs! Can you really get enough of this picture? Billy Johnson: a decade late to the fashion party or three decades early? 1986? Really?? Hmmm maybe 1976. But how could you not love it either way. But the picture could have easily been set in 2016 with Billy wearing the latest LuLaRoe, Travolta leggings. Billy Johnson, fashionista sluggard or visionary haute couture renaissance man? Movie rights pending.

Service 1

Beyond his fashion capabilities, Billy is a manly man, Tim the Tool Man-esque construction contractor dude. (15 minutes covering every Tim Allen grunt--662 grunts...feel free to watch them all or skip it)

I figured I would put my hard hat on and build something. After doing this project, I gained additional respect for my in-laws who seem to be able to construct anything without much effort.

As many of you know, our girls have chickens. From the get-go, I said I will have nothing to do with the chickens. Unfortunately, Bill made me break that promise. Our move to Utah brought many new things, including cold winters and snow. The girls were very concerned about the chickens being in the cold all day and having limited shelter. So I came up with the idea of constructing a shelter that would cover half the coop where the chickens could hang out and still get the sun they need via a skylight in the cover. Bill, thanks for the inspiration. The girls and the chickens love you.

Service 2

As many of you can attest, I love it when I get woken up in the middle of the night. There is nothing like having a great night’s rest interrupted. I admire Bill the airport worker as he works really strange hours to support his family and his drug habit. I don’t know that my body could handle the weekly changes to schedule….but Billy does it all the time and seems to remain quite cheerful. When my parents mentioned that they would be flying in at 12:45AM to SLC, admittedly, I was a little slow to offer any assistance. After a few days and thinking about my service for Billy, I decided this would be a great fit for my service. So I let my younger brother, who had offered to pick them up, off the hook. Credit to him, he was going to do the service and he doesn’t even know Bill. One advantage to going at this time of night was no traffic on I-15, yea!

Anyway, thinking about Bill and the service I was doing made the trip much easier. The next day still sucked though.

We all think Billy is great. This expresses how we feel better than words:



Bill, thanks for your example. Sincerely, Mike