I Would Show You a Picture...

We have a Post on our front porch. Since the paint seemed to be peeling off and cracking, we decided it would be an easy project to re-paint this Post while the weather is not yet as hot as the surface of the sun.

The Post falsely advertised (what with the cracks and the peeling paint) that it would be a cinch to scrape down and sand. After working for a couple hours Saturday my hands and arms hurt, so I decided to call it quits for the day, even though I was well aware we were now broadcasting ourselves as white trash with a half-scraped Post on the front porch. (And utterly dead azalea bushes in the front planter box, but that's another story.)

Here is where I would insert a picture of the white trash front porch, but, alas, our camera seems to be broken. Our faithful little camera has taken 10,500 pictures on three continents. RIP.

Thankfully, other than the front porch post excitement, we have no eventful happenings coming up in the near future that would need documentation. So, we have plenty of time to consider which lucky camera might get the next shot at traveling around the world with us.

Or, John might decide to be ambitious and order a part that he thinks might fix our old camera, then figure out how to take the camera apart and install the new part, then put the camera back together like new.

I'm thinking after spending Sunday afternoon on the Post (more scraping and sanding), John might have had his fill of playing handyman for a while.

Until we decide, the blog will, sadly, be sans pictures. I will be sure to describe in great detail the beauty of our Post...when one day we finish re-painting it.