Call me crazy, but two weekend updates in a row - woot!
This weekend was a fluke in many ways ... we got a lot done,
daecabhir and I had some face time with friends, and the weather was really stellar - especially for February.
On Saturday, we built firewood racks for all that wood that we split. Well, really all I did was hold some wood in place for him when needed. Once the first rack was done, I started loading it while
daecabhir built the second rack. By quitting time, there was a cord of wood stack in our new racks!
1painter42 came to visit and my honey hit the road to Baltimore to visit with frat buddies.
1painter42 and I enjoyed a yummy dinner at Bella J Cucina and then came back to house to discuss out websites, bathroom paint color choices, and pick out a picture for Tucker's portrait.
One of the discussions that
1painter42 and I had was about being an artist/creative/artisan. I don't consider myself to be very creative in the artistic sense. it's not putting myself down or anything, I just don't think that I am creative and I don't consider myself an artist either. Artisan? Yes. Artist? No.
1painter42 told me that I am full of shit FOUR times when I said that I am not creative. Emphatically each time. Just had to document that for posterity and stuff.
Today, the weather was even warmer and I was working outside in just a long sleeved T-shirt. At point, I called
njzoomom for a quick chat while eating a coconut Popsicle and sitting on the front porch in the sunshine. Take that, Old Man Winter. While Daecabhir made his way home, I set about getting a few things done. The racks in both the garage and on the front porch were filled with firewood, I devised a way to make our little cart that pull behind the mower stop dumping the logs out, installed a little bumper on our mailbox post so that door doesn't hit so hard, took down the blinds from the maste rbathoom, and washed the Endeavor.
When
daecabhir arrived home, we quickly got to work finishing up the firewood racks. Well, he started them while I washed the Prius, since it too was covered in road salt and dirt road dust. Once the third firewood rack was in place, I started carting wood from the backyard while rack number four was being built. We were able to get that rack about half filled before it got too dark.
Since we were both pretty beat, we opted to dine out and with Bella J Cucina so close, that's where we ended up. Funny stuff but yummy food!