Below is a picture of my husband. No, he is not on drugs. At least not of the illegal variety. He is preparing to paint the pantry. We decided to tape off the room and just spray paint it. It worked for a few minutes and then his eyes started burning and he was screaming to be let out. If you would care to continue to scroll down you will see how we invented a ventilation system. We really are red-neck genius's. I've also included a couple of pictures from the 2008 Lane County Fair. And if you'll stay tuned, we'll be getting some of the pictures of our new kitchen, complete with sink and counters. Just hang in there, it's coming.

I made him use an actual ventilator when he started spraying. The great thing was that he had to shave off his goatee after he was done painting because the hairs that were sticking out were nice and white. Sorry I didn't get a picture-I was laughing too hard.

The silver tube is just some alluminum piping we had left over from the vent for the microwave. There's a fan outside the window pulling air from the inside. Yeah, I know I'm good.

My slave, uh, I mean husband, installing the shelves.

Ta Dah!

and Ta Dah!!!!

and the final Ta Dah!

Yes, even after working on the house together we can still hold each other and smile. I love this man.

Chase milkin' it with the ladies....

...and a goat!

And poor, sweet Corbin, just checkin' out the scenery and wondering if his family will ever be normal.