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Spring Make Over!

Over Memorial Day weekend, Chris finished a home project that he had been working on for a few months.  We have this great tree in our front yard that has a flower box built around it.  But its not really a flower box.  Its more like a few pieces of rotting lumber nailed against a tree.  It has bothered Chris since the day we bought the house.  I never really noticed.

My Yard Boy
My Yard Boy

Since we are poor, he started the project using leftover wood from when we installed our fence when we moved in.  Here’s what it looked like when it was half way completed.  Sorry, I didn’t take a true “before” picture…

Notice the pretty wood and then the cracked, falling down, crappy wood...
Notice the pretty wood and then the cracked, falling down, crappy wood...

He worked out there all afternoon…

Working boy
Working boy

…using big power tools and cedar and things I wasn’t allowed to touch.

More working...
More working...
Even more working...
Even more working...

So where was I during all of this hullabaloo?  Well, since I wasn’t allowed to touch anything, give advice on anything, or generally contribute to the flower box renovation in any shape or form, I entertained myself out in the front yard.

I took pictures of my big feet.  I never get tired of staring at them.  The swelling amazes me even after all these months.

Big Foot
Big Foot

And then I played with the lenses for our new camera.  See?  This one is a color filter.  Oooohhh….  Ahhhh…..

Chris through rose colored glasses
Chris through rose colored glasses

And then I stared at the sun for a while…

Sunshine
Sunshine

And then I stared at the ground for a little while and poked ants with my toe.  Swollen feet are really scary to ants.

Staring at the ground
Staring at the ground

And eventually, I gave up and went inside to take a nap.  When I woke up a few hours later, my flower box was finished!  And it looked beautiful!

Finished flower box
Finished flower box
Pretty front yard
Pretty front yard

I was all excited about our new spring make over.  Until Chris said that now that it was done, I could start planting flowers.

Uh… Me?  Plant living things?  And keep them alive?

I’m sorry, but have we met yet?  My name is Katie.  I don’t do outside.

16 Comments

  • Barbara

    Good Work Chris. Don and I will be thinking of you all on Mon. May/June is a great time for a birthday. Chad’s was yesterday. Julie can also tell you about Dec. birthdays.

  • Zoe

    How pretty! And what a good husband you have.

    Your house and yard is so.. American! In a good way 🙂 From what I can see of it, it looks like one of those beautiful, stereotypically American homes you see in movies. Lovely!

  • Caroline

    Chris makes boring man-work look bad@ss! Your toes look very pretty. LOVE the color! I just tried to do mine the other day & it was a disaster. I wish there were some sort of class you could take on how to not screw up standard girly procedures like painting one’s toenails. I’m SO excited about your due date coming up so soon! My friends & I talk about it like you two are our next door neighbors… My mom tells me this is creepy. LoL 🙂 Have a great weekend!

  • Ashley

    Haha I don’t do outside EITHER! I was giving you credit for just sitting out there and watching him! Tell Chris I said JOB WELL DONE! Looks great!

  • The Rambling Ewe

    The box turned out beautifully! I followed your link over from Pioneer Woman’s comment section, and loved the story about the Sock Saviour. I linked to it from my site today. Good luck with your coming due date!

  • Liesel

    Great flower box!

    Congrats on being a new mom soon! What are you going to get for Chris for his very first Father’s Day? So exciting that the bean will be here in time.

  • Emily C

    You’re lucky to have a handy husband! The flower bed is beautiful – good job, Chris! 🙂 Oh, but you should know that it is against the law for pregnant woman and new mothers to work outdoors. 🙂

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