Friday, June 21, 2013

Once Upon A Ball

Once upon a time Jim and Sherri bought a house with windows that looked out over the backyard.  Lovely view to see their three sweet children cavorting hither and yon. 

Middle child Tylor likes balls.  One baseball through a window when he was 4 convinced us we should use wiffle balls instead.  Did you know that wiffle balls go through 80 year old glass really easily?  Yes, it's true. Two windows on the garage down.  Only one more on the garage and three on the back of the house to go.  Sherri put in tall bushes that protected those windows for years.  Good job!

Fast forward to 13 year old Tylor putting a soccer ball through another window.  How lucky have Jim and Sherri been to have kept the other two windows  in single pieces?  Very lucky.

Seven months after the soccer incident Jim stays home from work to tear out that window.  And the window on the far side of the picture and the moulding around the back door.  Why so much you ask?  Silly people.  It is because of a ball.  Jim found 3 more balls behind the dryer (the big white thing in the first window) and thought we should put in shatter resistant glass in the other two windows on the back of the house.

Jim also found out why Sherri's office is sooo cold during the winter and soooo hot during the summer.  There is no insulation in the walls around the office.  None.  Zip.  Zero.  Jim guesses the building inspector was not paying attention or was bribed with a cheap bottle of vino.  I'm going with the vino. 

So those balls that Tylor likes so well has turned the back of Sherri and Jim's house into a construction zone for a few weeks - the windows won't be in for about 10 days. (They said six weeks to start.)

Oh, and it's supposed to rain Sunday. 

The End!

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