Constuction has commenced!

Exciting times at casa de totten!  Tony Tots is growing like a weed right now - at least, we think so, can't really see him but Treva says so and I'm with her on everything!  I'm done with travel for the summer, which is pretty nice....would hate to have to rush to an airport in some podunk American city, beg and barter my way to an airline ticket, break multiple speeding laws on the way to Queen Anne....all to ensure I didn't miss the contractions and swear words firmly directed at me preceding the Miracle.  So, check that one off.   It was a bit of a hard sell though - had to cancel a trip at the last minute...came to realize nobody really cared if I went anyway.  So....that was both fortunate and telling at the same time, right? 

Anyway, the point of the post is that construction has begun.  For the uninitiated, we decided to finish out the attic solely so it can be a "safe place" for Olive to seek refuge.  She hates it up there as is....she sees dead people up there.  It's taken doggy years off her life, the sheer jitters she gets when she even sniffs at the door that leads up to that wasteland.  Okay, sorry, got a bit distracted - we're putting a Master Bedroom, Bath, Walk-in Closet, and Office / Nursery / Living Space / Display Section for My Ridiculously Cool Baseball Card and Camas-Washougal Little League Trophy Collections.  Original ETA for the project was five years.  Apparently, we're impatient people.  There's an entire back story to the project and permit approval process that I actually cannot tell without a cocktail in my hand because I get so darned wound up...so let's save that for another day.

The point is, our house is a hot mess right now - no roof, tarps everywhere, a driveway full of shingles and plywood, more lumber in our backyard than Noah used on the Ark.  It's crazy.  Really, the only physical change to how the house looks on the outside can be noticed only from directly across the street.  Conveniently where our good friends Deepa and Erich live....fun little fact about this past Saturday, AKA the "day the roof came off of 418":  they had a birthday party for their beautiful babies with a lot of our closest friends.  What a hideous eyesore!  So sorry folks...and no, we're not trying to turn Queen Anne into the next Tent City.

So, what to do when you're three weeks away from Tiny Tots, you don't have power / lighting to the light fixtures in the Dining and Living Rooms, and your house is missing an entire floor??  You throw a dinner party for the best DP crew in King County - see pictures below.  Tacos are ALWAYS good, forget the ambiance.  The table is actually ours - the lumber....well, i guess I paid for that too. 

dwt.