Thursday, August 8, 2013

UP AND AT 'EM!

Well, I not only completed my new set of sawhorses yesterday, I also managed to finish a sturdy outdoor table designed to hold my smallest grill—the one I use when doing a couple of steaks or a few kebobs—at a more convenient cooking height.

I think I'm on a roll!

Unfortunately, this morning's sky is overcast and threatening rain, so I may not be able to take advantage of any lingering momentum. And tomorrow, family members will be arriving for a visit. So who knows when I'll be able to get back to my outdoor construction projects.

However, I've already had a breakfast omelet, two cups of coffee, and a banana, plus I've written the column which I usually write on Friday. In addition, a jaunty song sparrow just took center stage atop the rose briar beyond my workroom window and delighted me with a brief but boisterous serenade.

Whether I get much else accomplished or not, I already count the day a success!   

4 comments:

The Weaver of Grass said...

Are we going to be allowed to get a glimpse of this sturdy table in a photograph Grizz?

Grizz………… said...

Weaver…

Why, yes—I can do that, though I may wait until I've finished the taller, bar-height counter which I envision sitting at right angle alongside. But I'll happily show off my country carpentry creations.

Gail said...

HI GRIZZ - oh how I enjoy your outdoor 'man' doings. Nothin' better than a guy doing guy thuings out doors. For me? It is the biggest turn on ever! Skipp knows that I will be after him following any kind of man type outdoor stuff, chopping wood, building, digging, planting, and so forth. Makes me wild!! Good thing I am not your neighbor :-)
Love you and all that you are, do, believe, share...
Gail
peace.....

Grizz………… said...

Gail…

Well, huh—funny you should mention this rarely discussed subject…the, uh, Effect of Manly Work On Women.

When I do such dusty, sweaty, muscle-flexing he-man type outdoor work, Myladylove is also quite moved, inspired you might say, and reacts predictably…usually by meeting me at the back door with a revised and expanded list of projects which she'll be happy to discuss at length just as soon as I shower and put on clean clothes. She can get a bit wild about it, too—sometimes insisting I kick off my shoes and "get out of those filthy clothes!" before stepping foot into house, in case I might decant sawdust along the hall on my way to the bathroom.

Yup, I certainly know that reaction well. :-D