The fence, less ridiculous
The newly enlarged fence is up. It's Claus' Christmas present to me. It did not even require lesbians. (See previous blog to understand that one.)
To my complete surprise, he went out one Sunday and re-did it. Like the last fence, he had prepped the pieces over a series of days, and on this particular Sunday, he assembled it. Unlike the last fence, the gate is actually a useable size.
I made an appropriate fuss over it and complimented him on his carpentry. It was the trending topic of our day. Like, we went out for errands and when we came home, he announced, "We're back at the home of newly widened gates!"
I had actually gotten a lot of mileage out of teasing him on the eight inch gate. It became our little family joke. "What will I tease you about now?" I laughed.
"There is one part I think you'd enjoy hearing about: I used Hello Kitty goggles as safety glasses when I needed to saw the wood. I couldn't find my real ones and I just wanted to get the task done," he admitted.
Oh, I laughed hard at that one.
The Fence of Ridiculousness has become the Gate of Hello Kitty Goggles. Actually, I love Sanrio, so it makes it all the better in my book. I have a great husband.