Taking a break from the smocking insanity to return to insanity of another sort. Y'all remember my Hunny's home improvement project? The one which is taking all summer? The one I haven't updated on in about a month? Because there was nothing to update? Yeah, that. It was either 110 degrees or raining. Neither is conducive to painting the exterior of a house.
This weekend the Hunny got smart and recruited a couple of friends to help him paint. Tom Sawyer he ain't, but he did well this time. One of the friends owns the rock climbing gym in town and isn't afraid to dance around the roof painting the stuff waaaaay up high.
Here's the before picture of the house. Ready? We call it bondo house, and it's an eyesore. Our poor neighbors.
And here's the house while Hunny and friends are at work. I love seeing men work outdoors. It just does something for me, ya know? Oh, and the above picture was before all the caulk spots were applied, making it look like it had a disease.
Another outdoor shot:
Wait! Here's another:
Oh, and it was overcast and not too warm - perfect for painting! The men worked really hard all morning. I went to sleep (had to work that night). When I woke up, my Hunny covered my eyes and led me down to the street before he'd let me turn to look at the house. Here's what I saw when I turned around:
Doesn't it bring tears to your eyes? The sun had come out at some point and is behind the house in the photo, making it tougher to see how gorgeous it is. Here's another shot:
I love it.
Once the men were done, they couldn't just leave. Early that morning their wives came by with breakfast for everyone. While I was asleep, one of the wives came with beer. So when all was done, they popped open a few bottle and broke out horseshoes! And they taught my boys to play. Check it out - here's Oatmeal Head making a toss:
And now Little Guy:
It's my understanding that they'd gotten pretty good at it by evening's end. I wish I could have stuck around to watch and try my hand at it, but work waited. Dang it.
Thank y'all for sticking in there with me through this house project. I haven't even worked on it, but I know I've tortured you all with it. A HUGE thanks goes out to Dave and John for being good sports and painting our house. We couldn't ask for better friends. Thanks, too, to their lovely wives, Kathie and Diana, for bringing food and beer (I'll bet there's no beer left when I get home)!
Until I write again ...