The sun ... it burns!

So, the 90 degree weather was great! I'm worse for the wear, but the big plant bed is built. I live in dread of filling it with topsoil and manure next week, but what doesn't kill us may just maim us. Back to work ...

The Great Outdoors ...

My wife is on this "grow our own food" kick since last summer. I built two raised beds last year with cinder blocks, but apparently we need more food than that so I've been tasked with building a third, larger bed. Basically this means I've got 5 days of soreness and aches ahead, but the vegetables will be good ... in 2-3 months.

So I'm off to pick up the dog mess from the back yard so the major construction can begin. Wish me luck ...

Post the first.

Just setting this up ... about 3 years too late, but I'll catch up.
I intend for this to be a place for me to vent my engineering woes mainly since they comprise the majority of my woes and my marital/family related issues second. That said my most prominent woe is my 3 year old's inability to do as she's told. Looking at it from afar (at work and away from the family for 6 hours now) I can't remember why the little things seem so important at the time.