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Wassup, Bro? Dude bro? Bro? (LOL.) Yesterday was a quick one for the pool dudes: rebar before the guinite goes in. (This is the foundation stuff, then plaster goes on that, but that's next to last, the plaster.)
The thermometer hovered at 108, but with the humidity/hot wind, it felt like 120. Holy hell in a hand-basket. The next person that scoffs at global warming is getting my blistered foot in their throat.
Day Three Continued They had run the longitudinal steel bars, or were starting to, when I posted last. This is the next picture.

From my standard Pole Position:

And the Miss Congeniality position a few minutes later (I needed my coffee:)

End of the day:

And straight onuntil morning:

Miss Congeniality is voted on by her peers, you know:

Detail of the hot tubs wall made of pure rebar (and when you stand over the hole, it feels like it's crazy deep. I think that's because it is.)

DAY FOUR - Start
Woke up to no noise! Then went outside and saw boxes. Then saw the very quiet guys already in the pool lining the rim with copper wire. Realized I didn't have a bra on. Remembered there's no fence. Ran in quickly, got dressed, and went to take my pictures. (Hey, I hadn't had my coffee yet, I wasn't thinking clearly.)

Some people think of that as the real prize, Miss Congeniality, because let's face it, beauty pageants are filled with bitchy climbers. And when they're six and they have those flippers that look like shark teeth, you really have to watch out. Wait, what the hell was I talking about?

The Mr. got back from his business trip last night and went outside, loosening his tie and becoming a 12 year old as he looked at a big giant hole in his backyard. CUTENESS. He of course had to walk around the whole thing, grinning from ear to ear, marveling at all the work. LOL. (He's still sad he missed the Big Dig.)
It's about to get boring, I think, with all of the electrical work, so everything will be under a cut for your scrolling pleasure. :)
And I did mention the heat index yesterday was 120? I need to finish birthday shopping for Miss Emily, who requested HOODIES and SKINNY JEANS. Heat index. How about some modeling clay and a fan? (The clay is something to do INDOORS, you see.) And we're going to Six Flags tomorrow. Where we will shed forty-seven pounds of sweat, I'm sure. {Hey, she asked for that, and no friends are in town for her birthday, so I'm all about making her not sad. Summer birthdays can suck.}
Jersey Shore mockage coming up!
The thermometer hovered at 108, but with the humidity/hot wind, it felt like 120. Holy hell in a hand-basket. The next person that scoffs at global warming is getting my blistered foot in their throat.
Day Three Continued They had run the longitudinal steel bars, or were starting to, when I posted last. This is the next picture.

From my standard Pole Position:

And the Miss Congeniality position a few minutes later (I needed my coffee:)

End of the day:

And straight on

Miss Congeniality is voted on by her peers, you know:

Detail of the hot tubs wall made of pure rebar (and when you stand over the hole, it feels like it's crazy deep. I think that's because it is.)

DAY FOUR - Start
Woke up to no noise! Then went outside and saw boxes. Then saw the very quiet guys already in the pool lining the rim with copper wire. Realized I didn't have a bra on. Remembered there's no fence. Ran in quickly, got dressed, and went to take my pictures. (Hey, I hadn't had my coffee yet, I wasn't thinking clearly.)

Some people think of that as the real prize, Miss Congeniality, because let's face it, beauty pageants are filled with bitchy climbers. And when they're six and they have those flippers that look like shark teeth, you really have to watch out. Wait, what the hell was I talking about?

The Mr. got back from his business trip last night and went outside, loosening his tie and becoming a 12 year old as he looked at a big giant hole in his backyard. CUTENESS. He of course had to walk around the whole thing, grinning from ear to ear, marveling at all the work. LOL. (He's still sad he missed the Big Dig.)
It's about to get boring, I think, with all of the electrical work, so everything will be under a cut for your scrolling pleasure. :)
And I did mention the heat index yesterday was 120? I need to finish birthday shopping for Miss Emily, who requested HOODIES and SKINNY JEANS. Heat index. How about some modeling clay and a fan? (The clay is something to do INDOORS, you see.) And we're going to Six Flags tomorrow. Where we will shed forty-seven pounds of sweat, I'm sure. {Hey, she asked for that, and no friends are in town for her birthday, so I'm all about making her not sad. Summer birthdays can suck.}
Jersey Shore mockage coming up!
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Date: 2010-08-06 02:56 pm (UTC)I'm still reeling over your kids and their aging. IMPOSSIBLE. (Although I bought Jonah a pair of skinny jeans at Macy's because they were on sale and the wash was cute and I'm a total sucker because he's TWO. I did not buy those denim Huggies though, because what the hell? What's next -- a pickle and a linen face cloth?)
I'm weirded out by our disparate weather. It's hot again here today. OMG! New packages just came and I'm introducing Jonah to the glory that is BUBBLE WRAP. Gotta go -- will email you pic of plant later, thank you, love your pool updates, stay cool (and in school.)
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Date: 2010-08-06 03:02 pm (UTC)And really, she's going into 4th grade, so it's not like she's a toddler. AND YET. I lol'd at linen face cloth.
Bubble wrap! Show him how to jump on it!! And yes, please, email later!
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Date: 2010-08-06 03:21 pm (UTC)Maybe we can share some of it with your daughter. The kids are still into Linkin Park, right?
But seriously, I cut rebars up all the time on this special "cut long thin metal things" machine that makes penises cry as it goes through 15mm steel rods (men have irrational penis fears, donchaknow?).
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Date: 2010-08-06 03:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-06 03:51 pm (UTC)*hides the fact he uses a a leveraged bar to do it*
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Date: 2010-08-06 03:28 pm (UTC)Although giggling madly that Emily can even THINK about hoodies in a heat index of 120, what? At least it shows she's a forward thinker!
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Date: 2010-08-06 03:39 pm (UTC)But that just means that we won't get off the roller coasters - G Force Winds, YAY!!!
And hahaha, I know, right? HONEY. DON'T YOU WANT TANK TOPS? "...no, I like this black sweater hoodie." Of course you do, dear.
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Date: 2010-08-06 11:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-06 03:30 pm (UTC)And that back yard is a walking-talking Darwin Awards trap! BE CAREFUL LITTLE STONEY SKULLS!! :(
Also, I'm really tired of this whole "summer" thing.
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Date: 2010-08-06 03:41 pm (UTC)THEY ARE NOT ALLOWED OUTSIDE WITHOUT ME. And they are not allowed near the edge, because I'm a nervous wreck about it. Sally, too, she has to go WITH ME. (She walks on the rare patches of grass because she's a delicate flower, lol.)
OH MAN, ME, TOO. Except for how I won't care once the pool is done, but I'd like to be put in cryo-sleep until then, thx. (I mean, yesterday was RIDICULOUS, Beth. I hated it.)
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Date: 2010-08-06 03:56 pm (UTC)I absolutely love all the brick houses in your neighborhood!
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Date: 2010-08-06 04:09 pm (UTC)That's pretty typical for this region - no one makes wood-frame houses here as the heat just destroys them. (Not to mention the tornados. *g*)
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Date: 2010-08-06 04:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-06 06:13 pm (UTC)Sorry, I thought I saw something about bubblewrap??
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Date: 2010-08-06 06:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-06 09:10 pm (UTC)Do not envy you your Six Flags trip.
Rebar is skeery. Pokey and dangerous!
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Date: 2010-08-07 01:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-07 03:09 pm (UTC)*stays far away*
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Date: 2010-08-06 10:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-07 01:34 pm (UTC)It did drop the temp to 77 degrees? Which then became 90 and 100% humidity, uuuuugh, kill me. ;)
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Date: 2010-08-06 10:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-07 01:32 pm (UTC)(We summer girls get the SHAFT.)
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Date: 2010-08-08 10:52 am (UTC)Have a good one! Sorry for posting randomly but I've no other way to wish you a Happy Birthday!
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Date: 2010-08-08 02:45 pm (UTC)And thank you very much!
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