The love shack

This is our love shack. Our cutie little love shack. No, it doesn't have a tin roof and it isn't rusted...it's cedar shingles. When you come to the love shack next summer, it won't be shaking, but the party will be! No juke box money required. hee hee.

That's probably the last update on the pool progress for the winter. Since it's pretty cold and there won't be much else going on until spring. The countdown to pool time is on!

Now I'll just keep you posted on the hottub progress. Since we waited so long to hook it up, some of the plumbing froze and now I think the one pump is toast and the heater doesn't seem to be working either. Frig! More cash to fork out for repairs.

Rain, rain go away

Well it's the first of December and it's hit us with a bang. Not snow like one would expect for December, but pelting rain. It's one of those days where you just want to crawl up on the couch with your fuzzy jammies, a warm blankie, a hot cup of tea and a good book. And then stay there for the whole day.

At least I am staying home today, but not for fun reasons. Lil J is sick with a nasty stomach virus, so I'm here playing mom today. Luckily, knock on wood, the vomiting has stopped. Phew. So now she's just crawled in bed and watching some hideous daytime TV.

These people who put themselves under the microscope on these shows really need to get a life. Are we that sad in today's society that we have to spill our deepest secrets on national TV and the rest of us watch it! Eeek.