Saturday, April 27, 2013

As one of my favorite authors said...

"Let the wild rumpus start."

Augusto and Franco came by this morning around 8am.  They left around 6pm.  They had jack-hammers.

They did this...

That's the view out of my front door.  Demolition.  See where all that dirt and rubble is?  That used to be cement.  Not nice cement, but it was cement.  Now, it's dirt and rubble.  And kind of a big step down out of the house.

Remember that wedding that's coming in September?  Just to have "la bella figura" we are redoing the entire front garden:  new reinforced cement floor, tile covering, new steps here there and everywhere, outdoor electrical plugs....the works!  Nothing is too good for my cousins Bumpy and  Doug.

Just kidding.

We've needed to redo our outside living room for a long time, um, like since we bought the place and now seems like a good time.  Nothing like having your whole family decent on your house to make you want to build them a dance floor.

Here's a nice photo of Augusto contemplating the meaning of life and how he's going to cover the frickin ugly (but useful!) tubes jetting out from the front of our house.

It might be a little dirty in my house for a while.


  1. I am so happy for you that you will have a pretty, well-working dance terrace. Not just for the wedding. Looking forward to see it.

  2. There's nothing like a few visitors to get us moving on projects we have had planned for a long time, is there.... It sounds like it will be wonderful. :)

    We will have a similar challenge when we get home in June. My Honey has already invited folks over for a cookout in July. We have to do a few things to the back yard (and patio, and electric outlets, and lighting, and walkways, and driveway, and, well, you know...) first. *sigh* Well, heck if we don't get it all finished, we know the food will be good. :)

    Sunday hugs from Port Canaveral. In another hour we'll be sailing off for another week on the high seas. Today is hump day - 5 weeks down, 5 weeks to go.


  3. Oh.... You are in trouble! Those jack hammers!