Saturday, June 11, 2011

and the finished project...

And here is the finished front porch. Mr. Weaver knows what he is doing, don't you think. I love that guy.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

project update

Making progress...

Saturday, May 7, 2011

new project

I am the luckiest wife in the world. I have the kind of husband who, when I say 'let's do this' or 'is there any way to do this?', he jumps up and does it. Now don't get the wrong idea. It doesn't happen like that every time I make a suggestion, but when it comes to home improvement projects, Bob is the best. 

I've been hating the outdated iron pillars on our front porch (I learned that term "outdated" on House Hunters) and so I mentioned it to Bob. He's been thinking about it for a while and now he is ON IT!

Here is the before

And here are a couple of "during..."

I'll keep you posted, but brace yourself. It's going to be awesome.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

love this video

I have watched this video over and over and never get tired of it.

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Monday, January 10, 2011

fun with family

I just had to share a few of the photos we took this past weekend. Angie & Mike & Sandra Mae arrived from Wyoming and Sammi & Mark arrived from Yuma and they met up in North Ogden. At our house. Melanie and kids came over and it was one big riot. But what a blast! My personal favorite part was playing with the little girls. And listening to the big kids tease each other and laugh at each other... or with each other. It was just plain fun. We need to do that more often.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

what the... ?????

Yes, it's time for another post. Time flies when your life is as exciting as ours.

I'm hoping the new blog background will help us forget the weather outside. Bob is doing his favorite thing right now and I have the photo to prove it.

Friday, January 25, 2008

Here we go

Since everybody and their dog has a blog (that rhymes), I didn't want to feel left out. Nothing ever happens at our house, and I don't think anybody will ever want to read about nothing, but at least we've got someplace to write stuff.