
Yesterday I donned t-shirt and shorts, slathered on the sunscreen, and went outside for my annual killer workout of putting up the Christmas lights. You see, we've got a tall peak above the garage. This means that I position the ladder, climb up, put ONE clip for the lights at one location, climb down, adjust the height of the ladder and move it and repeat the process. A lot. And climb up on the roof a couple of times, and try to censor my language as I inevitably break little clips or drop things or whatever ...don't want parents to worry too much about their kids hearing naughty words :)
Oh, and I've been doing this insane pushup workout for months, so my shoulders are always feeling abused, so moving that rather unwieldy ladder is a treat. But the result is worth it. And this year the last thing to do was to grab the hammer drill and mount the 4-foot diameter peace wreath that Shirley made. Very, very cool (click the thumbnail image for a better view). She use flexible water tubing and PVC for the framework, wired on the faux flowers and lights for the wreath itself, and painted a map of the world on some blue nylon and fastened that as a background. She's amazing.

This being Florida, I was in need of cooling off after a couple of hours of working in the sun, so I had to take a dip in the pool. Even though it was around 80F (27C), and the sun was quite warm, and this is Florida, there's still a part of my brain that has a hard time grasping the thought of jumping in a swimming pool in December. When we lived in the Pacific Northwest, this would have been when I'd have hoped to be skiing in the mountains :)
I'll see if I can snap a pic of the lights after nightfall this evening.