My gramps said to me the other day, “hey kid, why don’t you come to the workshop and I’ll show you how to use my biscuit machine today and bring that camera of yours”. The first time I ever heard the term biscuit machine was when my dad and I were making our barn doors last September. Honestly, I think he just wanted to be on the blog again so the camera and I spent about an hour hanging out with gramps in the workshop.
Every day he goes to work with my dad at 6am and gets home about 10am. He eats and then takes a nap. Then he spends about 2 hours in here hiding from my gram. I’m not kidding, when she watches her soap opera’s in the afternoon, she gets pretty ugly if she is interrupted so he hides.
Not a bad little place to hang out huh? My dad kiddingly told him we were going to put a bathroom and bed in here and this could be his new home if my gram boots him out. He said, “please do!” My husband told him he may be moving in to the workshop as well :). He pulls his socks to his knees everyday with his shorts and I can’t help but laugh at him. He told me it’s the style and men shouldn’t scrunch their socks.
A little sneak peak of what he is working on for Christmas,
He has cut 50 wooden reindeer so far. I told him I wanted a few to paint pink for a project, he told me no.
PS. Have you been reading all the posts about truncating feeds? I actually don’t like truncated feeds but I think I may end up doing it so the little rats in the internet world don’t steal from us. What do you think about that? I don’t know…..I’m on the fence.