As I was on OB call this weekend, we were stuck around the house. My parents were in town to visit and play with Elizabeth, and not necessarily in that order. So Jeff and I got all sorts of yard stuff accomplished.
I spent nearly all weekend stripping paint off the front door. This seems a horrible way to spend a weekend, but it was strangely gratifying. There were at least 6 coats of paint on said door, and I'm sure I fried a few brain cells with the stripper, mineral spirits, and all that lead! But I finally got to participate in the home renovations. I never get to do the fun stuff, 'cause I'm so darned busy with everything else. So, despite the raw fingers, aching back, and singed nose hairs, (and a few chemical burns...), I had fun getting dirty.
Don't forget the two deliveries this weekend in the midst of messiness. Never a dull moment around here!
Jeff power washed. and Washed and Washed some more. Our fence looks brand new, and the deck is set for guests. The house theoretically will be presentable so we can have *gulp* 40-50 people over Friday night for a dinner. Maybe I should get the wine a few days early...my hair is standing on end already!
Note: When power washing the fence, never forget the Pink Flamingo. She needs a bath, too. This is, perhaps, NOT how I would have done it, but hell, it worked... (yes, we have an original Featherstone stamped pink flamingo, and we quite adore her)
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