Saturday, July 31, 2010
Wipeout!
I know it's not a new show -- and that even when it was new, it was still a rip-off of an old Japanese game show -- but my family has suddenly and inexplicably become huge fans of Wipeout.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Stronger, Faster, Awesomer
Karst' became a 6-year-old this week. While his birthday celebration was still in the planning stages, he advised us that he would prefer to forgo the traditional cake, and instead go with a large quantity of birthday donuts. We obliged.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Jam'n
Sometime during the clubhouse making process I managed to make jam. Let me rephrase, I managed to squish a bunch of yummy strawberries and make my kitchen appear as if a massacre had occurred there.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Celebrating our Freedom
I used to be married to a guy that liked this blog. And to prove his love, he would B.L.O.G. This made me very happy because it took the pressure off me to keep up. I hate to write and am bad at it. He loves to write and gets paid to do it so he must be good. I am crappy at taking pictures. He loves to tweak with my crappy pictures. It was true love. I am still married to the man, maybe he is proving his love in some other way. Like frying bacon. Yummy bacon.
Anyway. My Dad came to town over the 4th of July and we celebrated by working our butts off for 12 hours on Saturday. We built this. Technically, when he left all the walls were up and the roof was on. I got the idea/plans from Ana at knock-off wood.
Everyone helped. My Dad rocks. My son loves to use the drill. Taeg' will eat A.N.Y.T.H.I.N.G. Yes, anything includes peanut shells that the previous owner from 300 years ago put down in the flower bed. Travis hates the drill or any other wicked awesome loud power tool and so does Langy. They both tried to escape the noise and crawl up in the fetal position when the miter saw turned on. Ok, ok, I lied. Travis helped a lot, unless it required the use of a tape measure then he resumed the fetal position with Langdon.
Karsten, Taegan, Langdon and I have been working on it almost everyday since and we are still NOT done. It did look like this.
There is trim work still to be done. and some shingles. and a lot of sanding. and a rail. and more paint. and more cutting. and staining. and a telescope. and some sand. But until then it looks like this... 
You would think that I would at least have a farmers tan to show for my efforts. Nope. Nothing. I swear that since I have turned 30 my skin repels the sun. I believe that I actually get whiter when the sun comes out. Anyway. I love having a project. I really like this Clubhouse. But, I believe it may become a money pit. Wouldn't a pool or at least a trampoline be awesome, so you could jump from the roof? How about a dumbwaiter under the house that you could climb into and then it would lift you up through the clubhouse floor? or a zip line? Or a pole to slide down when your too lazy to use the ladder, zip line, dumbwaiter, rope ladder, or climb on the roof and jump off. Maybe it just needs it's own electrical panel so Trav' can hook up a hot plate and fry me some bacon.
Yay for America where I can eat bacon and build a mini house behind my real house for my kids to live in.
Anyway. My Dad came to town over the 4th of July and we celebrated by working our butts off for 12 hours on Saturday. We built this. Technically, when he left all the walls were up and the roof was on. I got the idea/plans from Ana at knock-off wood.
Everyone helped. My Dad rocks. My son loves to use the drill. Taeg' will eat A.N.Y.T.H.I.N.G. Yes, anything includes peanut shells that the previous owner from 300 years ago put down in the flower bed. Travis hates the drill or any other wicked awesome loud power tool and so does Langy. They both tried to escape the noise and crawl up in the fetal position when the miter saw turned on. Ok, ok, I lied. Travis helped a lot, unless it required the use of a tape measure then he resumed the fetal position with Langdon.
Karsten, Taegan, Langdon and I have been working on it almost everyday since and we are still NOT done. It did look like this.
There is trim work still to be done. and some shingles. and a lot of sanding. and a rail. and more paint. and more cutting. and staining. and a telescope. and some sand. But until then it looks like this... 
You would think that I would at least have a farmers tan to show for my efforts. Nope. Nothing. I swear that since I have turned 30 my skin repels the sun. I believe that I actually get whiter when the sun comes out. Anyway. I love having a project. I really like this Clubhouse. But, I believe it may become a money pit. Wouldn't a pool or at least a trampoline be awesome, so you could jump from the roof? How about a dumbwaiter under the house that you could climb into and then it would lift you up through the clubhouse floor? or a zip line? Or a pole to slide down when your too lazy to use the ladder, zip line, dumbwaiter, rope ladder, or climb on the roof and jump off. Maybe it just needs it's own electrical panel so Trav' can hook up a hot plate and fry me some bacon.Yay for America where I can eat bacon and build a mini house behind my real house for my kids to live in.