January 1st 2012 3:42 pm
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I was excited this afternoon when I peeked out into the backyard to see my huge overgrown neighbor dog, Calbert, and his sister, Shamu, running around in my back yard. Oh, a play date!

But NO! It was NOT a New Year's Play Date! Calbert and Shamu's Dad had come over to talk to Dad about commencing destruction of the Hallway Bathroom.

Don't middle-aged Men have better things to do than to destroy the house, in the failed mis-nomer of "Home Improvement?"

I have been the unwilling participant to many of these "manly" home improvement projects in my time here in Suburbia. Nothing good comes of it. Noise. Dust. Disrupted Sleep. Inevitable Family Yelling and Screaming.

Mom and Dad Home Improved their own bathroom just last summer. (And Dad has still not painted the ceiling in the kitchen, where the pipes had to be accessed due to mis-plumbing back in 1969, although the plumbed piping now distributes better water pressure upstairs.) But I digress. The Lads and the Wee Lass shall be forced to take care of their showering, teeth, and night-time toileting in Mom and Dad's bathroom.

So much for a quiet New Year.