No Vacuuming!

Today, for the first time since March 12th I did not wet vac the basement. There are no puddles! WooHoo!

FEMA did their inspection of our house yesterday and the guy said our house was the first he's seen in a long time that still has the sump pump going constantly. Not really a distinction I want. The road in front of our house is still a puddle from what we are pumping out of the French drains, but the basement floor is dry.

(Well, except where Finley peed, but that is a whole other story.)

Not Biased. No Way!

Meryl is in such a fun, but stubborn place these days. She is so quick to laugh off her own stumbles or mistakes, incredibly caring and cruel to others and in general, just a spitfire!

Just check out that fashion sense. What every good chicken farmer wears!

More kisses.

"I'm not holding her. She was getting out."

Wake Up The Earth

The helmets are ready.

Meryl is not so sure.

They may be wierd but they are all I know so I'll hold close.

Hey- This might be fun!

This is fun.

Again, again.

Ice cold lemonade.

Awesome day.