Southern girl plowing her way through life making the rules up as she goes. Warning: likes to bake, curse, quote movies/literature, is tattooed, married to The Man and mother of two girls. We bring new meaning to the "griswald way of life". Come along for the ride!



Thursday, September 18, 2008

Burn Baby Burn

The Man decided to build our fire pit today. We had originally planned to have one in our deck/upper grassy area, but since that idea was scrapped and the log came into play, he just built it in a corner of our yard.
So I came home to this beauty.
Doesn't it look really sharp. He does good work.
And his vision to to create a starburst of pavers around the outside, about 3 feet out to have a place for our benches and planters. Ohhhh purty. Eventually. You gotta start somewhere.


And surprise, it works!

And we became the most watched house in the neighborhood as every single neighbor for blocks came walking by to observe, but not speak. I love Utah.

****This just in***** The Man has refused my petition to dance semi-naked around our new firepit tonight in a faux pagen ritual, doesn't seem to think the neighbors could deal.