Ok, not really. These were all really taken with a cute little Canon with image stabilization, which is handy, but not foolproof, or Amanda-proof, as it were.
This post is a snapshot, a handful really, of how we spent the weekend and why, Bettejo, I opened the door to letting Sean determine what was for dinner last night.
Some of you may remember this, a sweet memory made one afternoon in our dining room.
Not long after, yet totally unrelated, came this.
We’d have had the girls pull their weight, but you know, their arms get tired so quickly…
And so it was that Saturday morning, what was quite possibly the coldest day of the season thus far, Sean set about deconstructing in the interest of at long last claiming a central room in our home. I was remanded to the back room, “What I need you to do is be with those girls, enjoy the time,”.
“But I want to help, can’t I just do–” he shot me a look and said, “Would you let the girls tear around in here?” I shook my head, “Of course not.” He gave me a gentle look, nodded at my belly and said softly, “So don’t let her, ok?” I conceded defeat with delight (plaster dust sucks…and blows and sticks and is just generally nasty!)
The room got dustier, the air got colder, and eventually the wet blankets that I hung in the doorways to catch the plaster dust became so frozen that they could be held on end and extend several feet without bending.
After the lath and plaster came the built in, also known as the nailed-glued-stapled-and-nearly-impenetrably-built-in built-in, which we’d been hesitant to yank, but once it was gone we breathed a dusty sigh of relief.
Then came the assessment of the anything but consistent studs, 12″, 9″, 14″, 7″.
An open door to allow for ventilation, also handy for food preservation as the temps dipped far, far below 32 degrees.
Despite the messiness of the job, Sean is a very tidy worker.
Oh, yeah, he’s also fast, amazing and pretty easy on the eyes.
So, yeah, two days and four walls later, I offered him dinner. He earned it.
I love you baby, thank you for taking such good care of us.
*sigh* Your family….
How exciting! It will be wonderful to see how it ends up. Maybe Sean could give my Hubby some lessons too 😉
Look at him go! Now have him come finish my room, too.
Jim is available to hang sheet rock if you need him. 🙂
Now you don't go to a desperate young lady's blog and promise a card but then have no visible email address. Said young lady is not bothered about the whole Cinco de Mayo thing, and is just a card whore.
If you do really want to do a one-on-one card exchange (oooo la la) and you're not just leading me on, email me your address at barrenalbion at gmail dot com.
Um. Where can I get one of those? The handy-husband I mean. I'm the handyman around here, and since I'm also the primary care-taker, it doesn't leave much time for handy work. He's a real keeper! Go Sean!
You got a good one there, for sure!
I'm charmed by your house and the continued efforts to make it your own while maintaining its historical integrity. Um…I had to move my blog.
Ummm ya, do you rent him out?? Thanks.
Now you've gotta go and rub his holiness in all of our faces, don't you? That Sean, I'd make him more than dinner if I were you!
Yikes! Honestly? I am in awe of your husband, your relationship, and your family. Can't help but throw around a little sexist role playing now and then but in reality – nothing feels better than doing something nice for someone you love. You both adore each other so well and it shows.
One more thing I forgot to mention. I just LOVE Avery's little belly in that first photo. Cutie with a capital C!