Once upon a time, while I was slaving away at Chick-fil-A during the Christmas Season, I would come home from work and The Sleeveless One would LITERALLY, sit by the door and flip the switch for one of those MONSTROUS blow up lawn snowman to inflate as I was walking up the driveway. Suffice to say, I am not fond of them.
He sent me a photo of something he wanted to get me:
Not only is it a huge lawn balloon, it's a hunter and it's a penguin. While the hunting part is good to go, I don't fancy Snowmen all that much either. It's kinda pricey, too. It burns up your electricity and it's loud. NO THANKS....but The Sleeveless one got a kick out of it.
In other news, Baby Owen is getting cuter by the second:
Exhibit "A" - Old man hat
Exhibit "B" - He can hangout
C and Owen
In Porchouse news, C had a break from classes so his Grandad offered to lend a hand in some minor finishing touches. He also has a workshop, which made cutting wood very easy!
Workshop in action
Most of the trim is now done, and all of the electrical fixtures are put into place. We also have a new furnace. Turns out, the pretty electrical one doesn't cut it when it's below zero.
Happy Hunting!
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