Well, the rains came. And kept coming. I thought that we were absolutely dead in the water for the day. Yet around noon or so, the rains started letting up. Marsha and Steve called, excited, "Are we gonna paint?". Well, no, I said, looking at the forecast, looking at the abysmal sky. If we went out there to paint, then it would start raining again, and we would lose what we put on the wall. Soooo...
The Primasil got here around 3:30pm, and Mickie got a crew to unload it, then took them for coffee. Fair trade. I happened to be passing by, met them for a drink, and while we were talking, Kim said, "Think we could paint for a couple of hours?" I looked at the sky. The stupid sun was out! Jonny drove up a few minutes later, looked up at the sky and said, "Think we could paint for a couple of hours?" OK! OK! I can take a hint! Executive decision time! So we rescheduled our custom-made red beans and rice dinner until 8pm, changed clothes, and went to the pod. Actually got in about 2-1/2 hours! Finished the lower part of a wall, and got a bunch done on the lifts! Well worth it. I always come up with great ideas. Ahem.
Almost everyone was available to paint. Except for Marsha and Steve, whom I had told earlier to just call it a day, go have some fun. Imagine their surprise as they drove by the walls, seeing the crew out there. Talk about shock! No worries. They will definitely make it up.
A bit of a scare earlier. You think it's tough getting your car out of a ditch? how 'bout a 45' articulated lift! Jonny was doing some manuevering around the sidewalk to let my lift by when his tires went into a ditch, next to the wall. Trust me, throwing rocks under those massive spinning tires to get some traction did nothing. Took us about 30 minutes, but he finally got it out. We'll let someone else tell the minister about the huge tracks dug into his front property. We have no clue as to what he's talking about. Totally innocent. Weren't even there.
Dinner tonight was better than expected. JoHanna outdid herself with the red beans and rice, with sausage. Kudos to Mickie as well for her world famous cornbread, and her stolen recipe for Gatlinburg Brocolli Salad, or Silicate Salad, take your pick.
Rain forecast for tonight and tomorrow, but mostly in the morning. Keep your fingers crossed. Time's a wastin'.
Mike
Mic hard at work at our temporary office. Thinking hard about daily decisions. Like, wheat rolls or cornbread? It's sooo difficult.
Who says you need testosterone to unload the truck? These girls have what it takes to get the job done! While I was buying kitchen stuff?! What the hell is going on here?
Here's a great shot of the work in progress. The word for the day: blend.
Getting high is all part of the job. Just gotta watch out for those pesky electrical wires and lamp posts. Who put those there anyway?
Kim and Jonny in the lift, gettin' it done. What a pair! I'm thinking of a new name: KimJon. Whaddaya think?
The Primasil got here around 3:30pm, and Mickie got a crew to unload it, then took them for coffee. Fair trade. I happened to be passing by, met them for a drink, and while we were talking, Kim said, "Think we could paint for a couple of hours?" I looked at the sky. The stupid sun was out! Jonny drove up a few minutes later, looked up at the sky and said, "Think we could paint for a couple of hours?" OK! OK! I can take a hint! Executive decision time! So we rescheduled our custom-made red beans and rice dinner until 8pm, changed clothes, and went to the pod. Actually got in about 2-1/2 hours! Finished the lower part of a wall, and got a bunch done on the lifts! Well worth it. I always come up with great ideas. Ahem.
Almost everyone was available to paint. Except for Marsha and Steve, whom I had told earlier to just call it a day, go have some fun. Imagine their surprise as they drove by the walls, seeing the crew out there. Talk about shock! No worries. They will definitely make it up.
A bit of a scare earlier. You think it's tough getting your car out of a ditch? how 'bout a 45' articulated lift! Jonny was doing some manuevering around the sidewalk to let my lift by when his tires went into a ditch, next to the wall. Trust me, throwing rocks under those massive spinning tires to get some traction did nothing. Took us about 30 minutes, but he finally got it out. We'll let someone else tell the minister about the huge tracks dug into his front property. We have no clue as to what he's talking about. Totally innocent. Weren't even there.
Dinner tonight was better than expected. JoHanna outdid herself with the red beans and rice, with sausage. Kudos to Mickie as well for her world famous cornbread, and her stolen recipe for Gatlinburg Brocolli Salad, or Silicate Salad, take your pick.
Rain forecast for tonight and tomorrow, but mostly in the morning. Keep your fingers crossed. Time's a wastin'.
Mike
Mic hard at work at our temporary office. Thinking hard about daily decisions. Like, wheat rolls or cornbread? It's sooo difficult.
Who says you need testosterone to unload the truck? These girls have what it takes to get the job done! While I was buying kitchen stuff?! What the hell is going on here?
Here's a great shot of the work in progress. The word for the day: blend.
Getting high is all part of the job. Just gotta watch out for those pesky electrical wires and lamp posts. Who put those there anyway?
Kim and Jonny in the lift, gettin' it done. What a pair! I'm thinking of a new name: KimJon. Whaddaya think?
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