Knees Up

We’ve been having a bit of a knees up around here, British slang for ‘party’. After all My Loving Spouse’s corn is up.

My breakfast is ‘Pinterest’ perfect. Greek yogurt, granola and straight off the cane raspberry’s.

…the work we’ve got planned on this hot August day requires I dress for the weather. I know, I know, one must have no shame to post these kind of photos…white legs, white socks, black sneakers….

Not everyone can carry this look off, but I am pretty sure I rock it. We (My Loving Spouse and I) have construction knees to put up today.

All four knees were hand cut by My Loving Spouse and I get to work slathering on the paint.

The spindles for the new porch railing arrived, so construction begins in earnest.

As I am in charge of painting, I am super glad the spindles came primed.

My Loving Spouse screws the knees to the corners and pronounces those fateful words, “we’ll caulk it.”

The porch railing is installed, the knees are up, we’ve stair railings to build, and a few hundred bricks to lay, but believe me, we’re loving the items we check off the list.

…and we are blessed..(even if we do dress funny).