Memorial weekend was one of those power weekends, even though it started out raining, and the patio stones we had meticulously cleared two weekends ago now looked like this: Mom and I thought…
Memorial weekend was one of those power weekends, even though it started out raining, and the patio stones we had meticulously cleared two weekends ago now looked like this: Mom and I thought…
I’ve only been awake for about 45 minutes today, and so far I’m not sure which part of my day has been the most fabulous: 1.) The seven phone calls…
Today I was surrounded by kick ass women… but before I get to that, let me tell you about the trailer.The big plan for today was to hitch a trailer…
That’s the story for the weekend.Friday night I got a bug up my butt about getting something done, so I decided to start on the bench that will cover the…
…well, it ain’t China, but it’s something.First, let me just say, every muscle in my body is incredibly pissed off at me right now. (I had a dream I was…
Yesterday the people in my life rocked. Holy Crapola! Where did all the material go? Well, the Shovel Fairy (previously the Master of The Hatchet) stopped by when I was…
That’s me. It was 97-degrees and had to be 100% humidity, but dammed if I wasn’t going to get my trench dug. Well, okay, first things first. Moms and I…
Get this. The pergola is rapidly approaching completion. (The tile in the kitchen, however, is not. But that’s another story for another day.) So…Saturday was “Get The Roof On the…
…but even I am human. WEEKEND: On one hand, I do love having a healthy active social life… on the other hand, this generally takes me away from my projects…
Pergola! Uh, almost. Other than the fact that just about every step of this project takes twice as long as I expect it to, we got through last weekend without…
This weekend was a study in hole-digging. I dug six holes (about a foot in diameter by 3-1/2 feet deep), filled in three holes, and set four massive posts. The…
(This is where it starts to get fun,) I currently am sitting at my desk with: three badly scraped knuckles, a strange egg-shaped bruise on my sternum, a fun little…
This is the message I left for my buddy Felix*, (Yes, the same Felix who exactly four months from this day decided to- gasp!- ask me out on a date,…