Never Trust a Builder’s Estimate

 
All they had left to do, as of Friday, was put up the fence.  On Saturday we signed the paperwork to say we agree that after completion, we, and not the city, are responsible for maintenance to the fence and new walls.  At that point they said "On Tuesday they’ll come and finish the fence."  So I was eagerly looking forward to having our fence done today.
Well, eventually around 12:30 some guys showed up and wandered around dreamily for an hour before deciding to do any work.  They cut the tops off the fence posts in the last picture (because the fence is to be slightly shorter than those posts) and mounted a few boards on the outside of the fence, then dreamily put the temporary fence back up and left.  They were gone before Alex arrived home at 3:30.
 

Fence Posts

 
You can’t really see it well…I tried to get a good, well-done picture of the wall, and the fence posts are somewhat incidental to the picture.  But they put the fence posts up today; the concrete must set until Tuesday, and then the fence will go up.
 

The Wall is Done!

 
This was not the rallying cry of Berlin in 1989, which was, "The Wall is Down!"
 
The fence, however, is not done, and we don’t know when it will be.  I’ve got the landscapers tapped to come in soon and start talking about what to plant there.
 
Self-stitched today due to Digital Image not wanting to play nicely with my photos.
 

Wall Updates

 
I’m guessing the wall work itself is almost done.  The fence will need to be replaced, but I’m not sure if they’re going to do that now, or wait until the road has been built up properly (probably the latter).  Also, I have no idea what happened to today’s stitch, but the wall is not curved at all.
 

More New Rock Boots

This is a placeholder image for a bag I just bought at Endless.  Please disregard it.

 
I scored a pair of New Rock boots on ebay for a really cheap price.  Since Alex and I wear the same size shoe, we are going to share them.  They are identical to Chris’ but for size.  Here is a picture of Alex modeling them for you.
 

It’s Venting Time

 
Remember when I was a kid, and we wanted to show appreciation to people (teachers, doctors) and gave them a small present of our own choosing?  I can remember giving Mrs. Roehl (piano teacher) a little bottle of Avon perfume for Christmas one year, for example.  Well, it’s been a while since I personally have had a teacher that I want to treat in this way.
 
So you may know that there is now, thanks to evil Hallmark, a "National Teacher’s Appreciation Week."
 
In itself it doesn’t bother me.
 
But recently one of the class "moms" who helps out at school sent an email to all the parents of students in Alex’s class.  The email told us what to do to show teacher appreciation (buy candy and bring flowers) and told all the kids to write a note about why they appreciate the teacher.  We are directed as to what candy to buy, and what day to bring it, and to contribute cash to an all-class gift card, if we’re so inclined.
What the hell ever happened to individual thought and spontaneity?  I’m completely incensed at this email, and the sender, and the whole thing behind it!  I’m trying to rant at Chris about it, but I don’t want Alex to hear this, so I’m having to use creative euphemisms.  Come on, people.  It’s bad enough kids have to do homework when they’d rather be playing…now they are obliged to write notes to the teacher?  And they have to buy certain candy and bring certain flowers, instead of coming up with something appreciative on their own?  Alex always has tons of ideas for stuff like this.  It amazes me that other moms feel the need to try and control the classroom this way.  Maybe their kids have no imagination.