We now have stairs to get down to the ground of our back yard! Yesterday a guy named Bubba spent twelve hours here measuring, sawing, hammering to git 'er done before we finish the pool.
Kelly asked me if his name really was Bubba. It's Anthony, but he goes by Bubba.
Bubba built two wide steps so I no longer have to use the ladder (or jump) to get to my wood deck. To celebrate, I cooked pork chops this afternoon from my grill on the deck. I negotiated a $200 credit from Cody Pools for these two particular steps since they refused to have anything to do with the wood, but it should have been included. If I had known that, I would have hired Bubba two months ago to resolve this. It's all good now, so I'm grateful.
He did a great job matching our existing deck. We actually recycled the black pickets (since being green means you're supposed to flaunt it, so here I go) from our former deck that got demolished and taken out for the spa and Sundeck. It saved us about $100, so that was a nice little bonus.
Our pool will be done on Wednesday! Our superintendent, Randy, estimates it will take 24 hours to fill with it 15,000 to 16,000 gallons of water. We're having an intimate little FIRST PLUNGE on Thursday with the four of us plus one friend for each of our kids. We've also invited the little neighbor girls and their mom with the newborn who patiently endured without a single complaint (to our faces, at least) through the construction noise. She gave birth in mid April, then came home to the ambiance of our jackhammering through rock, and digging with a Bobcat for soothing her newborn son to sleep. He should be able to sleep through anything!
Here's a cute little picture of me in kindergarten, 1968. All my life, I've never forgotten this shot below in first grade (1969) when the photog asked me to say "peaches" and he snapped the shot at the "ch" sound. If you're trying to get a kid to smile, don't tell them to say peaches. It's scarred me for life. Mom, what the heck happened to my hair? Did I fix it myself? After all, I was in second grade and very capable. My grandma crocheted that groovy vest for me, but who is responsible for the hack job on my hair? Hello, 1970! Who knows where my third grade picture is. We moved so often, changing schools, that I might have missed picture day. Next is my fourth grade mug shot. I must have sworn off bangs by then. Thank goodness for those plastic barrettes to deal with the in-between length. Notice how every year I wore green? Yeah, it's been my favorite color for as long as I can remember. I don't have an actual school pic of me in f...
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Autumn
Wednesday! That is so great, I am sure that will be a wonderful post as well. And what better way to celebrate than to have your family test the water.
Hooray for your new pool, and for Bubba to the rescue.