First it rained for 40 days and 40 nights and then it got wicked pissah hot. Ugh. What next? Locust?
The Mr. set Helper Stan and Sr. Helper Bob to work digging.
Look at Sr. Helper Bob go! He's a blur.
While Helper Stan opted for slow and steady.
Then another day of torrential rain and finally, cooler weather. Just in time for framing!
Hey, Sr. Helper Bob, are you sitting down on the job?
And big news back at our estate. Our new front door arrived! Woo hoo! Very fancy.