While painting fence pieces this morning, I painted myself as well. Accidentally. There I was just giving that container of green paint a good shake when *splat!* I felt a wet blob hit my neck. The bathroom mirror confirmed my fears. Not only was there green paint on my neck, but on my fleece and in my hair as well. The sweater went into the wash and I did the best I could to clean the blobs of green paint out of my hair, and then I painted a nice green scarf on my snowman.
The Wood Cutter and I did something unusual this December. We went out and got a Christmas tree together. How cool is that?
We didn't go far, just down the road and around the corner. The nice Lumberjack provided us a saw and even helped my Wood Cutter carry the tree back to our vehicle. All I had to do is take pictures. We didn't even have to brave gale force winds or knee deep snow, just a little soggy grass and a bit of mud. Easy peasy.