Friday, February 22, 2008

A little help from my friends

Yep - I don't know about the rest of you, but every time I hear/think about that phrase, I see the Muppet version of that song... I get by with a little help from my friends...

And I really, really do. While Dad and Dave continued fixing the beams and basement windows, Max finished the plaster removal (and Erin and I went to Build it Green and the hardware store), causing a little dust:

Everyone else ripped up the linoleum from the living room - in two lovely layers, the bottom one looking like carpet! - tore down all the wallpaper in the house, and somehow found time to carry the fridge from Erin's bedchin (bedroom/kitchen) into the basement.

I'm not entirely sure what I did - but I think it involved the hardware store again...

Slideshow of the day:

1 comment:

Davey said...

All those pics of your friends,and there's only one side view of my sorry old fat butt. I'm hurt, downhearted, disconsolate, desole (avec les accents ague) At least you could have asked me to smile once! What does a guy have to do to get published anymore???