hola, isabel

Beings as its summer time, we’re ignoring the things that still need to be finished inside the new house and solely working outside on our yard. Since our house is new, that means we’re starting from scratch with the yard. Scratch, as in BIG PILES OF DIRT & WEEDS.

Dude, I hate weeds.

The King had a very specific vision of the front yard. Thanks to his hard work and said vision, our front yard is now 100% complete. This included the railing he forged from metal. (Does “forged” mean he welded it? If so, then yes, he forged the railing.)

Anyway, the front yard is done. And it looks lovely. I can say this because I had nothing to do with it. I had no vision. I planted no plants. All that I’ve done is stain the fence and do some weeding. Oh, I mowed the grass once last week. (It took less then 3 minutes, since you know; we have the smallest lawn ever.)

Now that the front yard is done, we’ve moved onto working in the back yard. (Again, by “we” I mean “The King”.) Our back yard is basically a very large hill of dirt and debris. We’re totally starting from scratch. Thankfully The King built a deck for us as soon as we moved in last summer. Beyond the deck, DIRT. And lots of it. The King has a very awesome vision for this pile of dirt. In involves more levels of deck, a few out houses (not potty outhouses, BTW), plants and another level of deck. Two weekends ago we rented a backhoe and The King prepared the pile of dirt for the next level of decking. Last Saturday his plan was to do the intricate digging with a shovel.

(One more reason I’m glad I’m not The King. There is no way I could shovel for nine hours out in the sun. NO WAY.)

Thankfully our good friend was nice enough to come over and dig with The King for those nine hours. (Seriously, NINE HOURS. There isn’t much I’d do for nine hours. And that includes something I like.)

What I’m getting at, slowly but surely, is that while they were digging for nice hours last Saturday, I worked on staining our patio furniture and staining the deck. But, since I’m an idiot, I started on the furniture first. By the time I was half-way done with the deck, I ran out of the special green stain that can only be purchased from a special store that specializes in green products.

And that is how we ended up with newly stained and very lovely patio furniture and a half a@@ed paint job on the deck.

Even the damn birds were upset at my staining skillz. They showed their disdain by shatting all over my newly (half) stained deck.

Not just in one place, but in two separate places. We’ve lived here a year and they wait until the deck is stained to use it as their own personal toilet.

Jerks.

(I just realized that maybe the birds are mad at us for taking down our bird feeder. Hey we had to take it down to do the digging in the yard.  You hear me birds, WE HAD TO take it down.)