Tomorrow, I'll be in the garden.
My garden needs me.
So this will be my footwear of choice then.
Today, it's back to the remodel for another day of sanding drywall.
Cough. Sputter. Sneeze. Cough.
But before I lace up my Brahma work boots and strap on the tool pouch, I'd like to introduce you
to the new Official Wine of Life in Rehab:
WTF Pinot Noir!
How many times have you read my blog and said, "Seriously, WTF?"
Well now it's no longer merely a valid question,
it's also a drink order!
Go ahead, reread a few of our past posts and proudly order yourself a glass of wine
while furrowing your brow in a vain attempt to understand
why The Redhead is not in restraints!
Raise a glass!
Toast the madness!
Don't we all secretly suspect that the neighbors refer to us in a hushed voice as,
"Oh, THAT family..."?
Anyways, I'm taking Mom to inspect our handiwork, so it's time to get moving.
Headed for the remodel house.
If not back, avenge death.