Project du jour

It is a rare occasion that we visit Peter's family, however briefly, and do not find ourselves helping with some sort of project. Last Monday, after a lovely trip to the lake, we spent some time in Lilburn. This visit was no exception to the norm.

Nancy purchased a new washing machine on Monday after she grew tired of the old one rattling her entire house. With her due date rapidly approaching there was no time like the present to replace the washer. But, because our first niece or nephew- oh, I'm sorry- her first son or daughter will be here soon, she was unable to assist in moving the washers.

As we headed over to Nancy and Will's, I knew I wouldn't be able to help either. I can't actually touch anything in the house because of Yoda, Jessie, Fat Ron, and Oscar. This is Oscar and I have severe allergies to him and the rest of the feline gang. Hoping to be something more than totally useless, I decided to document the entire project.

I watched as they moved the old washer out. And down the stairs.
Then as they unloaded the new washer off the truck. And moved the washer up the driveway toward the house. Squeezing into the entry.
And back up the stairs. {Side note: Isn't that floor gorgeous? I love hardwood!}And finally, fitting the new washer into it's happy home.

Pocket Peter

I saw this picture on my sister-in-law's fridge and couldn't resist.

The Fourth

Over the weekend, we went to the lake. {Really we went to a lake, but since it is just about the only lake we go to I will continue to call it the lake}. We had a great time hanging out with friends we don't see nearly enough and playing on the water. At least I think it was playing.

Everything started out so innocently. But things changed. And I got nervous. Or anxious. Which is more severe? My anxiety was not without cause. Oh my word. Yikes.This may be too much. When all was said and done on the water, we made it back with just a few sore muscles, raw knees and elbows, and a bruise or two. I had a bruise on my back! This bruise- though nothing serious- surprised me. How could I possibly have bruised under the life jacket? We had a great time celebrating the 4th of July in South Carolina. On our drive home we discussed, yet again, how much we would love to be a few hours closer to our dear friends and family without actually moving.

Speaking of driving home, have I mentioned how much the pups love being in the car? Next to food and exercise, riding in the car is their favorite thing.