Good times

This was the most constructive weekend our household has seen in a long time. Besides some down time on the beach and grilling in the backyard: Ryan and Nick started their homebrewed beer, an IPA. It smells like burnt spaghetti sauce. We washed the car and cleaned the house. Laida and I picked raspberries and made them into preserves. We bought a futon and assembled it. I say we, but Ryan was the one who put it together. He also pieced together our new grill.

You can view some of Ryan's pictures, but as you'll notice there are none of me. Multiple photos of himself, but none of his ever-loving wife. I see where I stand.