A Hole in the Wall

July 22, 2005

I’m happy to report we are now the proud owners of a hole in our kitchen (or living room, depending on where you’re standing) wall. It’s all an attempt to make our 1950′s boxed-in, closed-up house into a modern-day, “open floor plan” house.

My father is responsible. Give that guy a chisel and a staple gun and he’ll build the Taj Mahal. I am not kidding.

I’m deeply grateful for his handiness (and particularly the way it benefits me) but I do have one question: WHY DIDN’T I GET ANY OF THOSE GENES?

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