Let the bears pay the bear tax!

As of around noon last Monday, I became a homeowner.

As of around noon this past Friday, I realized that I owe my folks a huge apology for every nail I put in one of their walls. I meant to have a picture of it, but “eh, I’ll just throw a little spackle on it” turned into two days of patching holes of all shapes and sizes. Of course, they were down this weekend to help out (A LOT! Thanks again and again and again…!), so they know I’ve paid my penance on that.

And while the summer heat and cupful of rain we’ve picked up in the last month and a half haven’t been too kind on our lawn, we do have a 1′ x 3′ patch of green heaven next to the patio:

Doyt South

Thanks to Grant for picking it up, and my folks for delivering it, I now have a patch of endzone grass from Doyt Perry Stadium growing (Hopefully!!!) in my backyard. And it is terrific.