Krissie: Home again

Photo on 2013-05-24 at 09.16 We’re home. We’re tired. It’s cold and raining and it’s going to snow tomorrow night. My my my.
I think it’s time to move.
Richie has to be the best man in the history of the world. He’d worked his buns off because Jenny’s his SIL and because he’s Richie. I want more pictures, Crusie!
She did great. She hauled wood, she pulled things apart, she fed us at Kathy’s. Even I got into the action and helped Richie rip out part of the railing, and then Jenny and I, by sheer woman power, rocked the other section of it back and forth and yanked it it from the wall and floor. Richie and Jenny ripped and tossed things down the steps, then realized the steps were hanging by a nail or two, so Richie shored it up. Jenny and I attacked her air conditioner (she and Richie brainstormed how to put it in, and then while Jenny did it I was cheerleader). Jenny built a wonderful shelf and discovered that the porch-which-will-be-the-master-suite is already insulated. We broke a window. Veronica christened the new floor. We brought home enough wood in Richie’s truck to keep Jenny going for a while. And Richie took out the stubborn window and studs that were in the way while Jenny and i did a second run to Home Depot.
And then on our way home we stopped by Richie’s most beloved pizza place in the world, and damned if that man didn’t eat almost the entire thing. Normally we won’t touch pizza (though this one had mushrooms and no meat on it, so it wasn’t that bad an indulgence.
There is nothing better than NJ pizza. Trust me.
So — we hammered, we screwed, we ripped out boards, we … oh, yeah. They hammered and screwed and ripped out boards. I cuddled the dogs and read a couple of really great books. But hey, I’m the one who brought Richie.
So anyway, we’re back in the land of snow, the book is done and now I can some work getting the house in order, work a bit on the BOMH (Book of my heart — which is a project that’s not necessarily practical but you love it so much you can’t keep from writing it) and … oh, probably grandson for the weekend.
And I’d better go food shopping.
So now we’re up to date. I imagine Jenny will put pictures up for Cottage Saturday, but in the meantime we worked hard, even me, and got so much accomplished the mind boggles.