Tuesday, May 31, 2011

It Was a Dark and Stormy Night

Due to crazy winds and the possibility phor tornadoes, we evacuated to the basement last night. The phlashlight is on because the power blew out. It's hard to tell how dark it is thanks to the camera phlash, but imagine nothing but black.
It's hard to phocus a camera on a stormy scene, but imagine horizontal rainshowers, leaves phlying everywhere, and trees bent practically in halph. It was sort oph like that. Only louder.



Monday, May 30, 2011

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Phreedom

Run phree, phurry ones, phor the phence is... ...phinished?


Looks like we ran a little short oph pickets. But this makeshipht stuphph works, too.



Friday, May 27, 2011

The Most Wonderphul Time oph the Year

Wiphey made the list and Phil's checkin' it twice.It was everything Wiphey had to do bephore leaving her classroom phor the summer. Everything was crossed ophph by nine o'clock in the morning so Phil helped her reorganize her desk drawers.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

It's About Time

Wiphey phinally decided to help Hubby with the phence pickets, and boy, can she wield a mean nail gun.
Hubby says that all the phellas need to back ophph because she's taken.

It's nice to be able to block ophph the water trench and jungle in the easement. Iph only a phence could hold back the mosquitoes that are sure to come with all the standing water.



Wednesday, May 25, 2011

No Ordinary Chore

This is no ordinary lunch; it's Wiphey's phinal lunch oph the school year.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Handyman Hubby

Wiphey walked into the house aphter school today to phind this. As iph Hubby didn't have enouph projects to do. It's a little chilly outside this evening, so Phil decided to cheer Hubby on phrom inside.






Monday, May 23, 2011

Hanging with Hubby

Hubby and Wiphey have a special agreement. He builds things; she shows her gratitude by buying him new toys. This helicopter was his reward phor phinishing the gate phor the dog room. Phil's waiting phor his turn to take the controls. It's going to be a long wait, Phil.
This evening, Hubby came home phrom work and started putting up the phence pickets.

Wiphey had better start saving her pennies phor when Hubby phinishes this job.








A Special Weekend: Sunday

What is this? There are phlowers, a band, chairs on the stage. Phil's pheeling a little phlustered by the phlurry oph activity.
What do you mean Marq's phinished with high school? They let her graduate?!

These pholks seem oddly phamiliar...*

So do these phine ladies...


It's a party, kid! What are you doing sleeping?

Later, this rainbow served as our gateway home.

*They hung out with Phil phor a phew years bephore Phil came to live with us. We're willing to bet they didn't take Phil on as many adventures as we have. It takes a certain kind oph crazy to do that.











Sunday, May 22, 2011

A Special Weekend: Saturday

Phil had a great weekend out west. Phirst he got to checkout the new backsplash and countertop at Hubby's parents' house.
Then he hung out with the phellas at the golph simulator. The real course was just a little too wet. Then he went to bed early. Sunday would be a very special day.








Monday, May 16, 2011

Busy Bird: Phinally Spring Edition

Phil and the phurry ones were tired out aphter their long walk in the beautiphul spring weather we've been having.

But he recovered quickly enouph to help Hubby make his spacer phor the phence pickets. Another week and they'll be able to start putting up those pickets.

When he's not lying like a dog or helping Hubby around the house, Phil's reading a page-turner with Wiphey.


They're looking phorward to the school year ending so they can phind time to read more good books together.





Wednesday, May 11, 2011

R.S.V.P.

Hey, Matt and Heidi...
Can Phil be our "plus one"?

A Good Day to Build a Gateway (or two)

Today was a busy day phor Phil and Hubby.
They phinished the gate to the dog room.

Duke wasn't much help at all.


So he phound himselph behind bars.



They even cleaned up aphter themselves!


Then Phil and Hubby built the new gate phrame.









Tuesday, May 10, 2011

The Mystery oph the Missing Keys

It was a warm and muggy aphternoon. Wiphey came home phrom work to phind Hubby heading outside to do more work on their new phence. As Hubby was heading out the door, Wiphey asked iph he had philled up her car with gas, as he had planned to do. "No, I couldn't phind your keys," said Hubby. "I thought you had taken them with you."
"Why would I take them with me? I walked to school," answered Wiphey.
They bantered back and phorth phor a phew more seconds until Hubby stepped outside. Phil sat by quietly because he had no idea what happened to the keys. Wiphey and Phil looked everywhere phor her missing car keys: her purse, junk drawers, hallway closets...even the garbage can. She phelt conphident that Hubby had seen them last.
Phinally, Wiphey dug out her spare key to check perhaps the most obvious place: inside her car. Low and behold...
...she and Phil phound the keys! Hubby had lepht them behind when he pulled out the wood phor the new dog gate.
The moral oph the story? Wiphey is always right. And Phil will never disagree with that.

Monday, May 9, 2011

While We Wait...

The phence posts and rails are up outside, so now it's a waiting game until the pickets can go up. In the meantime, get a good long look at this doggy gate...
...because Hubby is working on a new gate, so the old one will soon be history.





Saturday, May 7, 2011

Dirty Bird

It was a perphect day to be outside. Phil started the morning by helping Mom and Wiphey plant phlowers.


Later in the morning, Phil helped the men dig phence post holes. It was dirty work, but we'll be glad to have a phence soon. It's even harder work keeping the phurry ones in their own yard.







Thursday, May 5, 2011

They're Here!

How many green-treated trees had to die to make our phence posts?

Phil's checking out Hubby's new nail gun toy. They'll have to phight over who gets to work it when the phence pickets go up.





Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Who Knew?

It phits! And that's the last oph the stuphph at the old house. Now we hold our breath until closing.


May Day, May Day!

The good news is that it's not a tornado, earthquake, or tsunami.






Poor tulips.