Mom came over today. She originally came to see the garden in full bloom, although I mentioned that it was in full bloom a week ago, not now, and she pretty much told John she was there to help build the new carport.
Here in Washington, the carport is more common than dogs and cats, although they are quite popular as well. People need to keep their boats (mom and dad's boat), motorhome (mom and dad's motorhome) and spare cars (John's Mustang convertible) under cover from the green green spores and pollen and stuff (it really doesn't rain that much). So, Mom and John worked for a long time on the carport, and I did whatever. I ended up helping, but not much, and then I decided to clean out my garage. SO exciting, but really, who isn't happy to get rid of a ton of stuff that clutters their house? I made a quick trip to Goodwill, and now I am a few steps forward in the clutter department. At any rate, we have a nearly completed carport, and John put together his fire pit and we had a fun campfire in the backyard. It was really nice, nothing I ever did with my family growing up. We have a good life.
