Can You Feel The Love

There's a dip in the driveway.  No Gregg's not the dip I'm referring too.  He had some dirt hauled in over the weekend and proceeded to fill in a dip in the driveway that's been bugging us for ages.  When the time came to do the driveway, I specifically asked the pavers for a huge driveway up top in front of the house so there would be tons of room for people to turn around in.  And there is.  But still, people insist on backing up onto the grass to back up and turn around when they're leaving.  I'm not sure what filling in the dip will do.  Personally I think Gregg just wanted to play with the bobcat.

Speaking of.  Because I'm always telling about screw-ups Gregg makes, I thought I'd be fair and show this picture.  This is Gregg.  Filling in more dips.  This particular dip happens to be huge though.  And this is a dip I did.  Well not me personally but a dip I had someone else do while he had the bobcat there doing some work on the other side of the house.

Like yesterday's post, I'm all for getting things done while we can.  I believe it was 5 years ago I had brought in a bobcat because I wanted work done on the southside of the house.  Grass dug up and black dirt brought in so I could plant some willows on the side of the house.  Good for wind, great for keeping out nosey neighbours.  And while the bobcat was there I got this brainwave that I should get him to dig out the side of the hill by the firepit.  Again like yesterday's post, Joy's always thinking big.  Gregg and I had talked about wanting a new firepit so I took it upon myself to get the bobcat guy to start...Joy's dream firepit area.  I had a half moon dug out into the side of the hill and had visions of a retaining wall with stairs and benches and rock and....well I dreamed big.  But as you may or may not notice in the pictures.  There is a deck right there.  I'm on the upper deck taking the picture.  Gregg wants steps from the lower deck leading down into the firepit and the hole I had dug is much too close for that.  Plus the way the hole was dug....you can barely get into the shed you see sitting there.  Oh ooops.  I still see my beautiful firepit in my head.  But Gregg has "taken over doing the 'fricken' firepit area".  Whatever.  It's been so many years now I'm to the point I give a shit anymore.

I will tell a little story about the closest tree you see to the left of the above picture.  This is a big leaf tree that sits at the corner of the upper deck.  Nice right?  Well Michael and I are sitting at the kitchen table on saturday morning when we hear this big "Whomp!"  We look out and all we see is this HUGE wall of fire coming up from where the firepit is.  Seems Gregg took it upon himself to pour gasoline on the huge pile of trees we had sitting on the firepit and light it up.  Michael and I sat there saying "Well there goes the bottom deck."  Fortunately the bottom deck seems fine.  The tree?  Or at least half of it?  Not so much.  Deep sigh.

Do you want to know how to send Gregg through the roof?  Text message him.  Yep.  Because he hasn't figured out how to text message back.  So being the kind, loving wife that I am.  I send him little love notes.  Like the one above or things like....Gregg is a girl.  You know.  Lovey dovey stuff.  He complained the other day and swore once he figured out text messaging I won't know what hit me.  Ok.  I'll wait.  But in the meantime, the softer sensitive side of me came out and I decided to send him another text message.....

   

And finally.  I leave you with this.....

Joy:  "HEY GREGG!  SMILE OK?"

Gregg:  "HEY JOY!  HERE YOU GO!"

Comments

[Emily]

Awwww.....you guys are so romantic!

[Nancy]

I love your writing... a great way to put a smile on my face! I think we could be friends if we met. I should come up to Grande Prairie to visit my aunt!

[Penney]

LOL you are so funny Joy. Love reading your blog everyday there is always something to make me smile!

[Sirdar]

Love the gas on the fire pit story. I guess I find it amusing because...well...Gregg wouldn't be the first guy in history to do that :-)