Sunday Sept 12, 2010
I am a project person. I can always find something that I want to do. For what seems like eons, I've wanted to scrape and repaint the screened in porch. So, this weekend I finally got around to it.
I scraped and primed and finally, on Sunday I was ready to paint. It took a lot of persuading, but I managed to enlist Austin's help...and while Austin was a great (if not mildly grumpy) assistant, his real contribution was calling his mom who packed up a trunk load of painting supplies and come over to pitch in.
And after Austin headed off to the golf course, it was Lisa who stuck around to help clean up. And it Lisa who came by later to pick me up for a Wal-mart run to check out their clearance patio furniture cushions before we headed over to meet the boys on the 18th hole.
Hotair balloon over the 18th hole at Gustin
When Austin texted me from the course to tell me they were going to be a little later than anticipated, I told him I was running errands with his mom. He asked me later "was that weird for you?" I just laughed and said "no, babe. It was actually really fun. It was awesome."
And it really was because I'm blessed with the best mother in law ever.
(oh, and Tim, if you're reading this, I have the best father-in-law ever too :))
I am a project person. I can always find something that I want to do. For what seems like eons, I've wanted to scrape and repaint the screened in porch. So, this weekend I finally got around to it.
I scraped and primed and finally, on Sunday I was ready to paint. It took a lot of persuading, but I managed to enlist Austin's help...and while Austin was a great (if not mildly grumpy) assistant, his real contribution was calling his mom who packed up a trunk load of painting supplies and come over to pitch in.
And after Austin headed off to the golf course, it was Lisa who stuck around to help clean up. And it Lisa who came by later to pick me up for a Wal-mart run to check out their clearance patio furniture cushions before we headed over to meet the boys on the 18th hole.
Hotair balloon over the 18th hole at Gustin
When Austin texted me from the course to tell me they were going to be a little later than anticipated, I told him I was running errands with his mom. He asked me later "was that weird for you?" I just laughed and said "no, babe. It was actually really fun. It was awesome."
And it really was because I'm blessed with the best mother in law ever.
(oh, and Tim, if you're reading this, I have the best father-in-law ever too :))
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