Nothing happened over the weekend with the pool because a TORRENTIAL DOWNPOUR came upon us Friday and we had to wait for things to dry out. Evidently a big sump pump was brought out to empty the TWO FEET of water standing in the deep end, but I missed it while running errands, boo. That would have been cool to film.
I woke up and saw pool lights and filters being put in! Huzzah!
Looking into the abyss
I've been assured that those big ol' poles sticking out will not always be there. That could really jack with the over all look, I think. ;) <-- winky face in case you thought I was serious. In which case, welcome to my journal! I'M A DORK.
Hot tub snake! That would make an amazing band name, I'm just saying. Like, cheesy 80s rock music of the David Lee Roth variety. I'm just saying.
It's raining men! PTCHOO! Hallelujah, it's-uh raining men! PTCHOO! Amen! Except for how nooooooooo! Will this mess things up for me? Bum bum buuuuuuuuum!
They took the water out so I didn't get to take a picture of me down in there screaming, "THE SWIMMING POOL!" as I look for my creepy Carol Ann (and really, she's in talking with my son inside through the STATIC. In case you forgot.)
The whole color of the crappy soil changes from gross to yuck when wet.
How muddy was it? It was so muddy that I had to untie my shoes and pull my feet out of them to escape. It's quicksand, I tells ya.
Cue the birdsong and flute because the sun is shining, the tank is clean, and a big ol' dump truck of stuff is here along side a cement mixer!
MOAR TO COME. I'm going crazy with the pics today. Um, I might just put them into video format and spare your scroll finger, that's how nice and thoughtful I am. IT IS SO FUN WATCHING THIS STUFF GO IN, WHEE! (My neighbor with the toddler called in sick today so he could stand outside and watch. Hahahaha. Boys.)
Kittens! Oh no, Smidgen is beginning estrus, and she's only 15 weeks old! She's a baby, not yet a woman... So I'm waiting to hear back from the vet for when she can go in (and Smudge, too) and get her lady parts (his man bits) removed and shots administered, etc. That, uh, was an unpleasant way to wake up last night. That's a HORRIBLE noise. (Not as bad as the wet plunger noise of eminent vomit from a dog, but CLOSE.) They're separated from each other, and the kids have been put on notice to... not let Smudge get on top of girl kitty. The older two gave me A Look, which I confirmed with A Look of my own. Sex = bringing families together since fig leafs.
WHEN DID MY HOUSE BECOME AN ATTIC WITH PAPER FLOWERS? I did serve powdered donuts for breakfast, however.... Was it weird that I put ballet slippers on the girl kitty? And put a stethoscope on boy kitty? Let's not make this weird, okay, let's just let nature take its course. It's beautiful. (AHHHH!)
That's the oh, crap part. I'm heading out to the tile showroom (showroom makes me laugh, it seems like such a pompous word) to pick the water-edge tile while these brohans finish up the guinite. YAY FUNTIMES.
I woke up and saw pool lights and filters being put in! Huzzah!
Looking into the abyss
I've been assured that those big ol' poles sticking out will not always be there. That could really jack with the over all look, I think. ;) <-- winky face in case you thought I was serious. In which case, welcome to my journal! I'M A DORK.
Hot tub snake! That would make an amazing band name, I'm just saying. Like, cheesy 80s rock music of the David Lee Roth variety. I'm just saying.
It's raining men! PTCHOO! Hallelujah, it's-uh raining men! PTCHOO! Amen! Except for how nooooooooo! Will this mess things up for me? Bum bum buuuuuuuuum!
They took the water out so I didn't get to take a picture of me down in there screaming, "THE SWIMMING POOL!" as I look for my creepy Carol Ann (and really, she's in talking with my son inside through the STATIC. In case you forgot.)
The whole color of the crappy soil changes from gross to yuck when wet.
How muddy was it? It was so muddy that I had to untie my shoes and pull my feet out of them to escape. It's quicksand, I tells ya.
Cue the birdsong and flute because the sun is shining, the tank is clean, and a big ol' dump truck of stuff is here along side a cement mixer!
MOAR TO COME. I'm going crazy with the pics today. Um, I might just put them into video format and spare your scroll finger, that's how nice and thoughtful I am. IT IS SO FUN WATCHING THIS STUFF GO IN, WHEE! (My neighbor with the toddler called in sick today so he could stand outside and watch. Hahahaha. Boys.)
Kittens! Oh no, Smidgen is beginning estrus, and she's only 15 weeks old! She's a baby, not yet a woman... So I'm waiting to hear back from the vet for when she can go in (and Smudge, too) and get her lady parts (his man bits) removed and shots administered, etc. That, uh, was an unpleasant way to wake up last night. That's a HORRIBLE noise. (Not as bad as the wet plunger noise of eminent vomit from a dog, but CLOSE.) They're separated from each other, and the kids have been put on notice to... not let Smudge get on top of girl kitty. The older two gave me A Look, which I confirmed with A Look of my own. Sex = bringing families together since fig leafs.
WHEN DID MY HOUSE BECOME AN ATTIC WITH PAPER FLOWERS? I did serve powdered donuts for breakfast, however.... Was it weird that I put ballet slippers on the girl kitty? And put a stethoscope on boy kitty? Let's not make this weird, okay, let's just let nature take its course. It's beautiful. (AHHHH!)
That's the oh, crap part. I'm heading out to the tile showroom (showroom makes me laugh, it seems like such a pompous word) to pick the water-edge tile while these brohans finish up the guinite. YAY FUNTIMES.
- Spock is::
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'Oos dis bint, then?
stoney321- Laura Stone
- Hey, Don't Judge Me
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And when I thought I couldn't love you more, you go and make a Flowers in the Attic reference. Red and purple flowers. Oh yes. (and btw, I always rooted for Cathy and Chris while singing IF LOVIN' U IS WRONG I DON'T WANNA BE RIGHT!)
okay, I'm off to take my meds now. It's obvious I forgot this morning.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. To both of those sentences. <3
and wow, the shot of your street w/ the cement truck makes me SO homesick for Texas
One time there were a bunch of Marines all over around the buildings where I work, and this one regular sassy customer comes and looking all hot and bothered, and she just kept saying, "It's rainin' men! Hallelujah! Woo! It's rainin' men! Woo boy!"
"Sex = bringing families together since fig leafs."
MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD THAT I FARTED. You're welcome.
When I was a kid I would spend a couple of weeks in the summer at my Aunt's house in NH. She had a cat that wasn't neutered and she always seemed to be in heat when I was there. She would plant herself in my room and howl out the window all night. It was awful. Why they didn't just get her fixed, I'll never know.
Please tell me your montage will finish with a shot of you in either the hot tub or on one of those floating loungers, holding a cocktail. That would be the perfect finale, don't you think?
The pool is coming along nicely. I wondered if you guys got any of that rain, it was amazing! We weren't supposed to get any and then there we were being rained out at the ball park.
The pool's cool and all, but... why aren't there pictures of THIS? *sadface*
Oooh, tile. I love to go look at tile. I usually cannot resist buying one or two single tiles to use as coasters.
Have fun!
That poor kitty... she was all het up and didn't know why. It's definitely the kindest thing to fix your cats, unless you're a big-time purebred owner or something.
We had a kitty named Smudge. He was 17 when he departed this earth. I wish your two kitties long lives like his.
VC Andrews. I'd nearly forgotten about her....
Awww, love to your dearly departed Smudgeness.
Hhaha, truth. AND OMG YOU ARE FREAKING ME OUT with the attic references, stop stop!!