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July 11, 2006
What I Did On My Summer Vacation
I've been knitting and spinning and relaxing. But Dale? Poor Dale.
No rest for the weary.
Posted by Carole at July 11, 2006 7:00 AM
Comments
What the heck is he doing??
Posted by: Kathleen at July 11, 2006 7:24 AM
Holy mackerel, what is that!? I could totally imagine my mom and dad having parallel vacations to yours. Glad you get to knit and relax!
Posted by: molly! at July 11, 2006 7:37 AM
Yikes! Seems like he needs to be going at that with something a little bigger than that shovel. Like maybe a backhoe.
Posted by: Cheryl at July 11, 2006 7:42 AM
Sorry, Dale, all I could do was laugh at that picture. In my head, I see Carole sitting with her knittin', sippin' 'tinis and calling helpful things like "lift with your legs, dear."
Posted by: Chris at July 11, 2006 8:02 AM
That looks fairly Sisyphysean.
Posted by: Laurie at July 11, 2006 8:06 AM
It's good for him;-)
Enjoy your lemon martini and knitting while you sit in the shade, m'lady.
Posted by: margene at July 11, 2006 8:11 AM
Heheheh, is he making a mountain out of a mole hill, or the other way around? I'm sure you're giving him good direction. ; )
Posted by: Vicki at July 11, 2006 8:22 AM
I had something to say, really, but then got completely distracted by 'Sisyphysean'. Damn that's fun to say...
Posted by: Rachel H at July 11, 2006 8:25 AM
Wow. That's a big pile.
Posted by: Jess at July 11, 2006 8:36 AM
180yards of special playground mulch, nothing to it! I was done by noon...the pile wasn't done of course, but I was...
Posted by: dale at July 11, 2006 8:48 AM
My that is a large pile of dirt! Is he responding to the manly urge to move a mountain or dig a really big hole?
Posted by: elizabeth at July 11, 2006 8:50 AM
What can I say after Laurie has found the perfect word? Sisyphean, indeed.
Posted by: Lucia at July 11, 2006 9:41 AM
Oh my.That is a really big pile! I should have sent my little guy over to help he can dig and transfer and shovel all day :-)
Posted by: SpiderWomanKnits at July 11, 2006 9:44 AM
Wow, he really is superman!
Posted by: christine at July 11, 2006 9:49 AM
Wow. That's a lot of mulch. Good job, Dale!
Posted by: Martha at July 11, 2006 9:52 AM
Poor Dale! I imagine all that hard work's for a good cause, though.
Posted by: Angelia at July 11, 2006 10:34 AM
poor Dale ---- and is he using a snow shovel ferchristsake?
Posted by: ann at July 11, 2006 10:58 AM
Yikes. That's a lot of hard work. Time to sit down and drink a nice, cold beer.
Posted by: Snow at July 11, 2006 11:11 AM
Wow. Does he have to move all that mulch? If so, Yikes.
Posted by: Karen at July 11, 2006 11:46 AM
What the heck have you done to the poor fellow? Are you planting your very own city-park-sized garden?
Posted by: Birdsong at July 11, 2006 12:35 PM
"180 yards of playground mulch," he says casually. "No problem."
That's a good guy you got there, Carole.
Posted by: Ruth at July 11, 2006 1:08 PM
What the HELL?! Hee. Keep shoveling, Dale!
Posted by: Norma at July 11, 2006 1:12 PM
Oh no! New playground? Dale rocks.
Posted by: Kathy at July 11, 2006 1:13 PM
Please tell us there's a battalion of guys with shovels on the other side of Mulch Mountain there...
Posted by: Beth S. at July 11, 2006 1:59 PM
Oh my!! what a mound! He deserves a little shoulder massage :)
Posted by: Lolly at July 11, 2006 2:02 PM
Wow. You have it all figured out. Can I send Travis out for training?
Posted by: Stephanie at July 11, 2006 2:03 PM
Is he practicing for the upcoming winter?
Posted by: Kat at July 11, 2006 5:06 PM
I fear to ask how far he has to move it.
(I hope you got frosty beer in the fridge.)
Posted by: stephanie at July 11, 2006 6:01 PM
I'm pretty sure they outlawed chain gangs.
;-)
Posted by: claudia at July 11, 2006 10:06 PM
This photo represents how I feel just about every day! (Only maybe it's not mulch I'm dealing with.) :-)
Posted by: jessie at July 13, 2006 6:07 AM
