merry Christmas

from the littlest building inspector to you!
now get back to work.

port-a-potty + walls = happy littlest building inspector

so this showed up somehow. i prefer to call it the "manager's office". it also means that somebody is actually at the site long enough to have to use the restroom, which is a good thing. i doubt martha stewart has portable toilets on her list of "good things", but we have slightly different values out in the leefield area.

and by some miracle, these also showed up. imagine what could happen out there if framers worked 5 days a week? whats that? they are supposed to? oh i thought a framers week was from monday to wednesday. mine mentioned something about how they don't boat to work.i think the littlest building inspector has spotted something that doesn't look right to her. probably trash. i swear if she asks for rubber gloves for Christmas, i may have to quit taking her down there until the house is finished.

i am wondering if i am always going to have to use that ladder to get into my bedroom. you laugh, it could happen. "oh you wanted STAIRS? somebody unbolt that ladder pronto."

all in all, good progress. the littlest building inspector is happy.

as an aside. for some reason i have that old country song "lying here with liiiiiiinda on my miiiiiiiind" stuck in my head. no idea why. oh conway, you are slick.

what went down this weekend

more stuff is going on at the current house, than at the new house. so to fill in some space, you gonna have to listen to that stuff too.

i made some delightful cinnamon honey butter for bo's teachers. that's right BUTTER. with honey and cinnamon. it doesn't get any better than that. bo thinks it's kind of a cruddy gift since 1) she didn't help and 2) they don't advertise for it on nick jr.

i also spent saturday with mom, deborah and jodie making accessories for one of bo's christmas gifts. which i will not disclose any more about that on here, because i'm not altogether convinced that bo doesn't know how to use the internet.

also made some christmas balls for sweet maria. damn a cat. those things are tricky. in real life and in the 2d world.

oh yea. and the house. well some things happened out there as well. the decking is all down. so there is a "floor" of sorts. good times.

and the garage is almost framed up. it is WAY tall. but i guess if you drive a monster truck. you need a lot of clearance.

jim cantore, who apparently hates me, has scheduled more rain for today and tomorrow. so who knows what will happen out there this week. maybe a wall. on the house.

build it and they will come

and by they, i mean the rain. it won't quit raining long enough to finish the floor on the house, sooo... the garage is being attended to. and is sort of moving along. in between monsoons.

apparently on the side of a 2 x 12 is where all of the very technical "figuring" as well as expressions of love are noted.

i didn't think we could afford a pool

as it turns out we can. its just not in a very useful place.

BUT! do you also see what i see? that is lumber, at the house. i thought the day would never come.

its not an illusion of my delusion either, its real.

it's a festivus miracle.

and on a different, but not unrelated note. i am hoping to spray paint some things this weekend. that should make for a fun update monday morning.