Strap on those bags and get to work!

Scott decided today that we didn't have enough to do at home. So we went up to help out Bill and Chad and the boys on their project up in Northwoods. It was exhausting - but very fun. Except the part where I had to use the Sawzall. And maybe when the grinder got away from me and tried to take my leg off. But other than that, a great (and productive!) day was had by all.

..for those embarrassing moments.

Most commonly asked question at our dinner party last night:

"Why do you keep tongs in your bathroom?"

Well...

Life is not fair.

Why does Scott have the shapeliest ankles in our family? Harumph.

Why I Love My Husband

Reason #143: Such a good sport.

Smell My Feet

Thanks Grandma Beth for keeping us in the height of footwear fashion. (Hopkins, though not participating in the socky goodness, is fond of showing off his new winter snow-pants-furry-butt.)

Baby steps, Bob - baby steps.

Since you haven't seen any home improvement updates in approximately two years, you may be thinking to yourself, "Self," you might say, "Those darn clever kids must have finished that house."

Boy, would you be wrong.

Our bathroom no longer looks like a WonderBoard dungeon, mostly:


There was a frightening moment where we thought that we had ruined our ridiculously expensive natural stone tile with the dark brown grout. We did the necessary sealing and re-sealing prior to grouting, but immediately post-grouting our "natural variations in stone color" had become mostly "dark brown grout color". They have, with much scrubbing and cursing, returned to their naturally varying state.

This did, however, require Scott to spend the better part of two days in this position (which - needless to say - has left all of his various bits and pieces grumbly and unpleasant to be around):


He does have an awfully cute little bum, though, sore or not.