February 23rd, 2004


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5 month old puppy + large backyard + new 16ft. retractable leash = the realization that she's been fooling us with this whole 'laid back and mellow' routine.

Karl and I have put forth the notion that for an engagement present, we should ask everyone to chip in to help pay for a fence. My mom told my dad and he expressed his first measure of interest in anything having to do with this whole marriage thing so far. How big is the yard, what kind of fence, what materials, how high, etc.
Good to know we *can* get his attention.

I'm obsessed with DIY shows. I want to knock through walls, paint, refinish, tile, and on and on. I'm just DYING to redo the bathroom, get some lighting in the studio, and redo that room in the basement to make it a spare room/ office space for me.
But well, I lack the motivation. heh.