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Daily pool pics and a short tale of ugh

First, pool. I have the foundation for the deck! They pour on Monday, then blow in the plaster the next day (I think) and fill it NEXT WEEKEND. My floaties and flippy floppies are waiting.

DAY 11 Sand. ("You ate sand?" "We ate sand.")

BOOP! BOOP! BOOP! Big truck a'dumping.

String lines for marking boundaries and 2 x 4s for structure

And sand. Lots of sand.


and lots

and lots of sand and rebar on top

That big pile of fill dirt that's been in the back of the yard is being utilized here, with sand on top. This guy is like, "¿Por qué toma esta señora mi imagen?" (Why is this lady taking my picture?) Por qué yo soy muy loco, señor!

I felt weird butting in while they were working, so I waited until they left to take the last shots.

My backyard has never felt big to me before. I was just a lot of crappy grass and dog turds. With the ginormous hole and now the decking all mapped out, I'm changing my tune. (The rare occasion I mowed back there, it felt huge. No more mowing back there EVER, YAY!)

I took my new fun neighbor to the garden center to help her pick out plants. We've been planning on a little outing since our margarita lunch the other day. But I didn't realize she was bringing her 2 year old with her. Note: I have nothing against 2 year olds, having had three of them. But. This is a 100 degree (plus) day, there is nothing of real interest to a 2 year old at a nursery (aside from pulling flowers off of plants, ack) and it's almost nap time. Now, her daughter looooves me. Which is sweet. But I'm hot, she's snotty, and I don't want to hold her in nursery all while pointing out plants to her mom and trying to get a word in around "I-i-i-i-i-i-i want to touch that, Wora." Etc. etc.

If I'm braced for cranky 2 year olds, I'm a-ok. When I'm trying to "work" well... Let's do this again when Daddy's home, mm'kay? That's just not a fun place for a kid, let's be honest. Let's, guys. Let's be honest. Cut the lying. God, I just can't trust any of you, can I?

WHY YES I'M A LITTLE ADDLE PATED BECAUSE OF THE HEAT, WHY DO YOU ASK? OMG, pool in days, just keep thinking there will be a pool in a matter of DAYS.

JERSEY SHORE. Guys, I've not had much to say because it's just so... embarrassing. I'm embarrassed for pretty much all of them. But I do have a few things about last night.


Okay, Sammi. Sammi, I was feeling for you. I thought - for a New York minute - that you were being treated unfairly by bloated David Boreanaz. NOT ANYMORE. Girls, if you know that someone is cheating on you so shamelessly (and come on, SHE KNOWS) and you continue to go back to some juiced up meathead that constantly calls you a bitch or a cunt, then you are an idiot. STOP THAT. You are 21. You should be out having fun with lots of guys (with protection) and not stuck playing stupid games to test someone if they're loyal. GROW UP. OMG, I hate games like that. HATE.

Also, Bloated DB is gross. His weenie ass hips and legs and meaty, 'roided up torso make me want to hit him with a brick.

How bad is it that Da Situation is the voice of reason in the house? I do like that he's competent in the kitchen - I appreciate a man that not only can cook for himself, but likes cooking for everyone else. And it seems like all the guys know how to cook, at least Pauly D and Vinnie. I love that Vinnie takes his job seriously. UM, YEAH. You should take every job seriously or you should quit.

Hilarious moment of the week: Angelina showing up in her ugly ass lingerie to be "sexy" and it looked like a freaking trash bag. And Vinnie said, "She's wearing her luggage from the Shore!" LOL x forever, omg. Trash bags is weeds, man. Mow that shit down. Mostly because she's sloppy drunk. Eww, I hate being around sloppy, aggressive, loud drunks. You are not fun, you are not awesome, you are an embarrassment to yourself. Evidence: Bloated DB falling on his face multiple times. Gross.

I would totally watch a show with Da Situation, Pauly D, and Vinnie going across the country and being themselves, though. I CAN'T HELP IT. Also, JWowww (the extra W's are for WTF?) needs to pop those balloons, I don't know how she can stand upright.

It's just a bunch of patheticness right now. I need more grenade shenanigans. Lol.


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Aug. 20th, 2010 05:56 pm (UTC)
What a colour that sand is! Suddenly it's looking neat and tidy in your back yard. Oh and what's that at the far end of the last pic? It kinda looks like a gravestone with a face on...new Christmas toy: Mr Gravestone Head.
Aug. 20th, 2010 05:59 pm (UTC)
It's builder's sand - bright orange. It's alllll over my kitchen tile, feh.

In the back? With the rounded top and two black rectangles? That's a brick mail box for the neighbors across the street.
Aug. 20th, 2010 06:02 pm (UTC)
Your backyard looks like Tron!

Question - how do they clean the dirt out of the pool before they fill it with water? I DON'T EVEN
Aug. 20th, 2010 06:11 pm (UTC)
THIS! I have been wondering this too! It's probably so ridiculously simple that my complex mind couldn't even fathom it.

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Aug. 20th, 2010 06:17 pm (UTC)
Really? It's just common builder's sand - it comes from all of the desert rock, and it's pretty orange out west.

I can only imagine how... elegant and upper class her clothing line must be!
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Aug. 20th, 2010 06:09 pm (UTC)
Nice Spanish! I can speak it and read it but for some reason, WRITING it gives me trouble.

YAY I'm excited to see updates on the pool! I MEAN IT, STONEY! I'M GOING OVER THERE WHEN ITS DONE!!! MUAHAHA!!
Aug. 20th, 2010 06:18 pm (UTC)
I have a hard time communicating here because Mexicans speak SO FAST, I'm usually a few sentences behind, translating in my head.

I can't wait for it to be done!
Aug. 20th, 2010 06:10 pm (UTC)
"And when there was no crawdad, we ate sand."

"You ate sand?"

"We ate sand."


Also, funniest thing about this post: "cut text = Spoilers for Jersey Shore"
Aug. 20th, 2010 06:18 pm (UTC)
AHAHAHAHAHA I DO HAVE TUMERIC. It smells delightful.

LOL, I almost added "for those rare few who give a damn"
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Aug. 20th, 2010 06:13 pm (UTC)
I love so much that you call Ronnie Bloated David Boreanaz. I've been trying to figure out who he looks like forever.

Not gonna lie. Every time they show The Situation cooking I fall a little bit in love with him. Thankfully it usually only takes about 30 seconds of him doing something else for it to pass.
Aug. 20th, 2010 06:19 pm (UTC)

...and I'm right there with you. I FEEL SHAME.
Aug. 20th, 2010 06:36 pm (UTC)
It's looking like a read ce-ment pond now. Can't wait to see the finish, and I'm sure that's true for you, too.

We have finally had a break in our heat, though not our humidity. I do not envy you.
Aug. 20th, 2010 06:42 pm (UTC)
It's been pretty bad out the past few days. We've had some rain and high temps, and that just makes it gross out.
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Aug. 20th, 2010 07:57 pm (UTC)
I don't know the sand-eating quote.


I thought I posted this comment, but I guess Liz was talking about Tom Hardy and I didn't hit send.
Aug. 20th, 2010 08:02 pm (UTC)
Raising Arizona! That's one of my top 5 comedies of all time.

Three more days until I am freeeeee! During the day at least.
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Aug. 20th, 2010 09:45 pm (UTC)
Dude, you are a far better person than I. Whiny toddler? In that kind of heat? I'd be looking for the largest carnivorous plant I could find.
Aug. 21st, 2010 12:12 am (UTC)

I compromised and flared my nose a lot and tried to teach her the Pythagorean Theorem. THAT'S HOW I ROLL.
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:15 am (UTC)
Tell man you're taking the picture because he's so thoughtfully worn a shirt that matches the dirt!

I can't watch Jersey Shore. I spent SO many summers there - for 3 years, my friends and I (all law students/lawyers/young professionals) shared a house down at the shore (as it's properly said by Philly types) and we were fun and literate and yes, we drank but we weren't STUPID. We danced like crazy, we'd throw parties were we were the band also (because we were COOL like that and I used to sing backup and did a really wicked rendition of the B52s hits - call me Kate.)

Funny enough, we were mostly also of Sicilian descent. AND WE STILL WEREN'T GUIDOS or whatevs. Though we did cook a lot. Cause, Sicilians. Of course, we'd go fish for our food. MMM crabs.
Aug. 21st, 2010 02:41 pm (UTC)
Oh, I know that it's all a very specific type of person that acts like these guys (dese guise) and don't paint the region with a broad brush.

Having said that (lol) I'm amused at the very specific type of person dese guise is, capice? (Hahaha.)

Mmmmm, fish.
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Aug. 21st, 2010 03:09 pm (UTC)
Si, tu eres muy loco. Muy, muy loco.
Aug. 22nd, 2010 06:13 pm (UTC)
To be sung appropriately, with known tune:

How firm a foundation,
Ye family of Stone,
Was laid for the pool
At your beautiful home!

No more shall ye stare
At a backyard so bare

But soon ye shall swim
But soon ye shall swim
But soon ye shall swim
And cavort in the sun!
Aug. 22nd, 2010 07:42 pm (UTC)
AHAHAHAH! Is it wrong that I immediately started playing the chords to this on the table as I read it?
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