Not much progress, but baby steps. A few beams on the pergola. Cost: one slightly bloodied nose.
Thanks for driving out to Milford, peeps. Had too much fun to stop and take pictures.
Meredith, thanks for going to our tiny church with us today!!
To this:
Okay, so it's not actually done...but still, we're getting there. Somebody find those buffalo/jalepeno brats for the grill. Kimberly's already purchased the smore supplies.
Note: Don't smash your finger between a hammer and a brick. It (the finger, not the brick) swells to about the size of a volleyball and turns Milford Purple.
It's off to Laramie tomorrow for the sufferfest:The Lemond will never be the same...what are those crunchy noises coming out of the drivetrain?
Ian getting jiggy with it. Does he enjoy dancing a little too much? I gotta cut loose--footloose.