Clearly, there are more important things than the shed right now. Like broadcasting our political views via large squash. Look and despair, ye Republicans of Whig Lane Road!
Hopefully, our fence and 14-year-old dog will deter would-be pumpkin smashers on Mischief Night. Not that many of the people who live remotely close to my house would readily wield a bat (is that how they do it?). 80% are of the community that receives discounts on movie tickets and recently changed its ten-year plan to include camper tours of NJ state parks rather than cruises in the Caribbean. Sorry, Pappy. Fortunately you can still afford peanut brittle.
But seriously: we'll start writing about the renovations soon. Since Caitlin doesn't have a job and spends the time that I'm not here watching West Wing, I'll leave the ground-breaking to her.
