#1,196 Rainy Day Yard Work.
by Erin Napier
Even with a 70% chance of rain in the forecast, we planned to get some stuff done around the yard and the house… And so we did. Starting by hopping in the truck for breakfast at Waffle House.
Look! We have a grassy area the dogs haven’t trampled to death yet.
Baker was being incredibly clingy, glued to me and staring. My favorite.
Ben totally cleaned up the shop. This was the 60% finished progress, and now it’s all organized and cleaned up completely. So glad he finally had time to do it.
You sit down, he close talks and hugs. I love that ole fatty. I look like my brother here. Bummer.
Once the rain set in again, I went inside to deep clean the house as is my Saturday ritual. There are few things I love more in this life than a clean house that smells like laundry detergent and feels like pajamas. Do you know that feeling? There was sweeping and mopping and dusting and polishing and scrubbing:
And then after a shower and makeup (finally) I went to Winn-Dixie where they had roses for $1.99 per bundle. I bought a dozen white and a dozen yellow, brought them home, loosened the blooms and put them in pitchers with some boxwood clippings from the yard, and felt like I had done something major to the rooms, even though it was almost free.
And since Scott and Rachel invited us over for dinner, I made a big salad with lots of bell peppers, sun dried tomatoes, green onions and parmesan with homemade ranch dressing.
Now if we could just get some consistent sunshine…
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I’m Erin Napier, co-owner of Laurel Mercantile Co. and Scotsman Co. with my husband, Ben. I’m an artist and he’s a craftsman and we help people moving to our town find and restore old houses on HGTV’s Home Town. In an effort to count my blessings, this journal has documented only the good things that happen on each and every day of my life since January 1, 2010. I am a wife, a daughter, a homebody, a bubble bath lover, a book reader, a sentimental, stressed out, slightly obsessive southerner. Welcome!