AAAARGH
So the parents-meet-the-parents barbeque is being put off for one week. So what's the big deal, you ask? This is seriously the fifth time. Everytime I actually tell my parents a day and time, I have to come back the next day and say, "uuum, actually it's being delayed one week". I'm like the-girl-who-cried-cookout.

Grr.

At any rate, the electrical got finished yesterday (it involves eight wires and is very intricate). And Jim finishes the sprinkler system Thursday, and the sod gets delivered Friday morning. SO basically what I'm saying is that I'm going to need some pool whores very soon. You know who you are...(hey Aimee, I'll provide Red Bull...)