I bought the bulk of the supplies today that I need to do the patio project. After taking measurements, my brain nearly exploded. Let’s just say this is no longer a $500 project. And also that I am expecting a 2-ton delivery of supplies next week. That I will have to move from the driveway to the backyard. By myself. I am doing this, I guess. I know I’m crazy, but I’m excited. It is going to be seriously hard work that is going to go on a long time, and I know I’m probably underestimating the work. But that last can of Intuition I-10 is going to taste so good next to that fire pit when it’s all done. I’m all in now.
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July 25
Robin did NOT leave her cooking class with a smile tonight. She didn’t want to taste her cake, she didn’t want to look at her cake, she didn’t want to touch her cake, she never wanted to make another cake ever again. Apparently she didn’t have enough of the color she wanted, and the piping didn’t work out, and to her it was so horrible that it ruined her whole week. But as it turns out, cake is irresistible. And even if it looked like shit, it tasted pretty good. See, now she knows how cake works.
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