Monday, July 5, 2010

Flies

I killed eleven flies this weekend, all in the house. Little fly-bags.

Tire Swing

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Wow. What a difference a tire swing makes. I'd like to take all the credit. However, whilst running to the garage to pick up a tape measure I handed my beautiful wife the rope that was hanging the tire swing in mid-air. I wanted to get a few measurements before cutting the rope and the chains.

I arrived back to see a perfect slip knot (no, not the band you punk losers) tied to the lawn chair my wife was using.

"How did you do that?" I asked incredulously. Everything with knots escapes me. I'm a pre-boy scout, pre anything useful. I've watched Terry tie a few, and it's completely over my head.

"What?" my wife asked indignantly, "I know how to tie a slip knot," answering my question as if I knew the answer. I admitted my ignorance immediately. My wife showed me how to tie the slipknot and while I still stared with complete bewilderment in my face, she said, "Let me climb the ladder, I can tie the rope off."

Whew, I thought. The design for this tire swing is different than the grandparent's. I think with this one we should be able to get all three kids in at the same time, although I'm not sure about the branch. The equipment from the hardware store will sustain 420 lbs at it's weakest point (that's the S-Hook the three chains connect).