My Mom, Malena, my Dad, and all of his tools arrived just about two weeks ago.
Give my dad a week and his tools (and 24 hr access to the house that you're not evening living in yet) and before you know it,
Every pipe that runs though your basement will be found lying on the floor of said basement.
Yup, every one.
And you'll find him tinkering with the circuit box.
This is our pretty new plumbing stack. This wasn't courtesy of my dad but of the sellers and a great plumber.
Here are more pipes lying in the (one full) bathroom floor.
And just when we get on a roll (in this case, tearing down the kitchen soffit and just about to slice his ear open)
Michael comes home and informs you that his car is "broken",
As in, makes a grating noise every time he tries to brake. So they spend the next couple hours taking off tires,
And having the car fall off the jack (but thankfully, hot hurting anyone aside form a few scrapes), and eventually getting it fixed (Michael now knows how to change brakes!).
Malena made herself at home, as always.
And right when we were getting into the plumbing groove, I had a freak accident where I dropped a piece of copper pipe that I was in the process of cutting on the spigot of our hot water heater. Water surged out of the heater and it was unusable for the next 3 or so days that it took us to locate a new spigot and a tap to make some new threads.
The soffit is almost gone!
And on to the most dreaded part of the week (as soon as we were able to find another strapping young man to help us), moving my 500lb mixer into the basement.
Smooth so far
There's bits of kitchen debris in the wheelburrow, lumber for our raised-bed garden and a big mixer all occupying our back yard.
The scariest part, down the stairs.
And there's a mixer in my basement! (and new copper pipe behind!)
Hello best friend. Too bad I have no oven to bake anything I make in you.
Later on: stretching and petting
And more petting
Why won't anyone play wiffle ball with me?
It's didn't take long for Malena to usurp the couch.
Raised-bed garden going in
And 8 heirloom tomato plants to go in the garden.
We had another puppy visitor, I just had to see Fozzie (and Carolyn) before the move to DC.
Slowly, slowly filling up.
And on our last night together, Malena got to go to a restaurant with and clean all of those yummy plates.
Thank you SO MUCH Mom and Dad! Without you coming out to visit, we'd have no garden planted and terrible water pressure!