Walking on Fire.
This morning I went for a little run.
This little run brings my monthly total up to 50 miles.
I know I've actually done a lot more than 50, but "officially" this is 50!
It was kind of nice out this morning, so after running and making pancakes, I got to mowing the grass.
Once I finished that, I got to work on the fence again.
Before.
After.
Before.
After.
While pressure washing, I had a yellow jacket land on my leg, near my ankle.
I was holding a pressure washer gun... You know what I did right?
OK, so it hurt a little, but not as bad as a yellow jacket sting.
I've decided I'm not doing a second round of pressure washing on these parts. It will get sealed as you see it now.
Unless a week from now it looks really bad or something.
I only have one section of fence left to pressure wash. The part between our house and Sylvester's.
Depending on what we decide to do tomorrow, I might finish that tomorrow.
I plan to do all the sealing next weekend.
Once I got finished with all the outside stuff, I came in and took a shower and then put the coals in the chimney for the grill.
I stayed out there with it (I don't trust the girls).
I swept off the porch and picked up outside.
I came in to get the mashed potatoes going and to season stuff/prep for the grill.
After about 40 minutes had gone by, I dumped the coal into the grill.
Apparently a very small piece of coal slipped through the holes on the chimney and landed on the ground.
Guess what?
I didn't see it.
Guess what else....
I didn't have shoes on.
It burned like a mother.
I screamed, thinking I stepped on something sharp, not realizing I was actually getting burned.
I picked the coal up with the tongs and tossed it in the grill.
Came in and cleaned and dressed my wound.
I know, it doesn't look like anything, but it hurts so bad. I have been crying off and on because it just burns so bad.
Walking sucks. Why couldn't it have been where my feet are calloused?
That soft skin right in the arch of your foot.
Alison offered to take me to the hospital, but I don't think I need medical attention.
Just going to have to deal with it.
This may force me to postpone Tampa though.
I'll see how it feels in the morning.
While I was out in the yard, Millie made a huge mess in the house.
I don't know if it was water or what, but I made her clean it up.
She was so happy to do it too.
I certainly hope that whomever Millie marries in the future can keep a clean home, or afford a maid.
Your current wife and favorite airman. xoxo
54 days of crossing stupid things I do to myself while you are deployed off my list.
This little run brings my monthly total up to 50 miles.
I know I've actually done a lot more than 50, but "officially" this is 50!
It was kind of nice out this morning, so after running and making pancakes, I got to mowing the grass.
Once I finished that, I got to work on the fence again.
Before.
After.
Before.
After.
While pressure washing, I had a yellow jacket land on my leg, near my ankle.
I was holding a pressure washer gun... You know what I did right?
OK, so it hurt a little, but not as bad as a yellow jacket sting.
I've decided I'm not doing a second round of pressure washing on these parts. It will get sealed as you see it now.
Unless a week from now it looks really bad or something.
I only have one section of fence left to pressure wash. The part between our house and Sylvester's.
Depending on what we decide to do tomorrow, I might finish that tomorrow.
I plan to do all the sealing next weekend.
Once I got finished with all the outside stuff, I came in and took a shower and then put the coals in the chimney for the grill.
I stayed out there with it (I don't trust the girls).
I swept off the porch and picked up outside.
I came in to get the mashed potatoes going and to season stuff/prep for the grill.
After about 40 minutes had gone by, I dumped the coal into the grill.
Apparently a very small piece of coal slipped through the holes on the chimney and landed on the ground.
Guess what?
I didn't see it.
Guess what else....
I didn't have shoes on.
It burned like a mother.
I screamed, thinking I stepped on something sharp, not realizing I was actually getting burned.
I picked the coal up with the tongs and tossed it in the grill.
Came in and cleaned and dressed my wound.
I know, it doesn't look like anything, but it hurts so bad. I have been crying off and on because it just burns so bad.
Walking sucks. Why couldn't it have been where my feet are calloused?
That soft skin right in the arch of your foot.
Alison offered to take me to the hospital, but I don't think I need medical attention.
Just going to have to deal with it.
This may force me to postpone Tampa though.
I'll see how it feels in the morning.
While I was out in the yard, Millie made a huge mess in the house.
I don't know if it was water or what, but I made her clean it up.
She was so happy to do it too.
I certainly hope that whomever Millie marries in the future can keep a clean home, or afford a maid.
Your current wife and favorite airman. xoxo
54 days of crossing stupid things I do to myself while you are deployed off my list.
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