Sold the Tahoe...

After dealing with a few "squirrels", I sold the Tahoe - for a few hundred more than I was going to sell it for to the guy that no-showed me last week. The money is now in the bank, awaiting its next assignment.

Busy weekend...

Shelly has earmarked a small portion of the money to upgrade a few items in our house. Our bathroom has the Hollywood type lighting with the big, clear bulbs above the mirrors. They are sort of cheesy, and the bulbs put off a phenomenal amount of heat. This weekend we are going to look at getting new fixtures to put above the mirrors. Perhaps I'll get some before and after shots to share. We're also going to look at some new faucets to replace the "lowest bid" variety that came with the house. This is where that summer job on a plumbing crew pays off.

I'm definitely not going to complain. If I keep myself busy with this job, I'll be much too busy to faux paint...

On with the weekend. Shelly volunteered us to help some friends get their house ready to put on the market. Apparently I'll be helping paint the exterior of the house. Remember what sort of job I like most (sarcasm here...). Oh, well. It's not hard work, and they are good friends of ours. Not to mention, it will probably really help them out to have a few extra hands getting things together. After working for a few hours, we'll drop Matthew off with Shelly's parents, clean ourselves up, put on Maroon, and head for College Station.

It's Aggie football time again!! This weekend is one of the rare evening games, which should be great. For whatever reason, all of the early season home games last year were early kickoffs. They were miserable, especially since we were pretty much in a heatwave / drought. There is an outside chance that we'll get together with some friends for a tailgate, but if we don't do that, we'll do our normal deal of chicken strips from Raisin' Cane's with massive cups of sweet tea. You can't really go wrong with either one of those options.

Sunday morning we will either get up and cut the grass, or sleep in. Since we can technically do the yard Monday morning, perhaps Sunday will be a sleep-in morning (especially since we'll be getting in late from the ballgame). Late morning, we'll head to Mom and Dad's house for a little Holiday weekend shindig, which means Mom will cook, Shelly will take care of Matthew and help with the niece and nephews, and I'll sit on my butt in a chair with an icy, cold beverage. Perhaps even a little Bourbon in my Diet Coke...

Yep, it's shaping up to be a pretty nice weekend.