Well, this isn't the easiest way to blog. Adding pictures, especially with captions, is a bitch. Some of them make it, some don't.
Be fore I was so rudely interrupted the other day, I was trying to put in pictures of newbie Randy, as well as a paddleball confrontation between Cindy and Johanna, vying for last place in Mickie's contest. Let's see how it works now...
OK. Not very well. I'll try later.
Anyway...
We worked like banshees yesterday, getting an amazing amount of work done. Even attracted a local reporter, getting us published today in the world renown Mountain Press. Hey, cool front-page picture and a very nice article. Have to see what other mischieve we can get into.
Today started out very promising. Finished another parapet. But just as we were loading up to start on the next one, rain started coming down. The sky looked like it would rain for days, so I made an executive decision: call it a day. I think that's the same words that witch-doctors used to make it stop raining. Yep. About an hour later, the rain stopped, and the clouds parted. Well. "parted" is a little strong. Let's just call it partly cloudy. But the damage had already been done. People scattered for the afternoon, some on hikes, some to the movies, some exploring Galinburg proper, some just showering and hanging around. I didn't have the heart to try and get folks back on the walls. Next time I'll say something like, "let's give it an hour and see what happens." That should guarantee rain for days.
Let's try those pictures again...
OK. Maybe later.
Another newbie today. Donna. A local. Eager learner, wanting to get it right. I probably had to correct her at least a half-dozen times. She actually asked Cindy if anyone had ever been fired from the project, she was feeling so bad. Boy, talk about loading on the guilt! I didn't realize that I was such a slavedriver!
OK! Got it! I had to rename the pictures for it to work. Enjoy!
This really was pretty embaraasing to watch. But, then again, it was girls fighting. The best we could do on short notice.

Randy looks as if he could impale the photographer with the paddle for making him participate in the contest. He's actually holding the ball at the highest point that he was able to hit it.

Here is Loralei trying to console Johanna, reminding her that lunch is only in a few minutes, that she can quit munching on the brushes. Randy is in the background, oblivious as usual.
Think the walls are easy? This is only ONE parapet! And we finished in in a day and a half! I am so proud of my team! And we only have five more to go! Oops. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. I hear doors slamming.
I guess this is my version of the "Snoopy Dance", realizing that we are just about through with this huge wall. and it looks great! The wall, not my dancing.

Just to show that all people have inate artistic talent, and that we certainly don't discriminate, we even hired Ted Kaczynski, who proved to be quite adept at mixing various paints together to get the best bang for our buck.
And to prove that I don't just rag people about their painting style, I actually painted some myself, when I wasn't ragging people about their painting styles. OK, I didn't get much painting in.
Be fore I was so rudely interrupted the other day, I was trying to put in pictures of newbie Randy, as well as a paddleball confrontation between Cindy and Johanna, vying for last place in Mickie's contest. Let's see how it works now...
OK. Not very well. I'll try later.
Anyway...
We worked like banshees yesterday, getting an amazing amount of work done. Even attracted a local reporter, getting us published today in the world renown Mountain Press. Hey, cool front-page picture and a very nice article. Have to see what other mischieve we can get into.
Today started out very promising. Finished another parapet. But just as we were loading up to start on the next one, rain started coming down. The sky looked like it would rain for days, so I made an executive decision: call it a day. I think that's the same words that witch-doctors used to make it stop raining. Yep. About an hour later, the rain stopped, and the clouds parted. Well. "parted" is a little strong. Let's just call it partly cloudy. But the damage had already been done. People scattered for the afternoon, some on hikes, some to the movies, some exploring Galinburg proper, some just showering and hanging around. I didn't have the heart to try and get folks back on the walls. Next time I'll say something like, "let's give it an hour and see what happens." That should guarantee rain for days.
Let's try those pictures again...
OK. Maybe later.
Another newbie today. Donna. A local. Eager learner, wanting to get it right. I probably had to correct her at least a half-dozen times. She actually asked Cindy if anyone had ever been fired from the project, she was feeling so bad. Boy, talk about loading on the guilt! I didn't realize that I was such a slavedriver!
OK! Got it! I had to rename the pictures for it to work. Enjoy!
This really was pretty embaraasing to watch. But, then again, it was girls fighting. The best we could do on short notice.
Randy looks as if he could impale the photographer with the paddle for making him participate in the contest. He's actually holding the ball at the highest point that he was able to hit it.

Here is Loralei trying to console Johanna, reminding her that lunch is only in a few minutes, that she can quit munching on the brushes. Randy is in the background, oblivious as usual.
Think the walls are easy? This is only ONE parapet! And we finished in in a day and a half! I am so proud of my team! And we only have five more to go! Oops. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. I hear doors slamming.
I guess this is my version of the "Snoopy Dance", realizing that we are just about through with this huge wall. and it looks great! The wall, not my dancing.
Just to show that all people have inate artistic talent, and that we certainly don't discriminate, we even hired Ted Kaczynski, who proved to be quite adept at mixing various paints together to get the best bang for our buck.
And to prove that I don't just rag people about their painting style, I actually painted some myself, when I wasn't ragging people about their painting styles. OK, I didn't get much painting in.
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