Our unassembled foundation.
We've decided to go for a coastal feel around the house, so they're bussing in sand.
Smooth operator... Noel decided (after watching that show I survived or something like that about a family being robbed by a crazy meth head) that we need a phone jack in case of an emergency. If I didn't know better, I would think he loved me and Soxy. We love you, too, Noella! So we informed Indy of our newest desire, and he actually has some phone line in his shop for us. We don't even have to get some from AT&T. Guess what?! It's not a problem to run the phone line in the same trench as the electricity. By the way, where are our trenches anyway and our temporary electric pole? These electrical people certainly don't move like electricity. And on a side note, Indy is feeling much better.
We are nearing the point when we can get an actual address for our new home. We need some suggestions for a driveway name. We've received one really great suggestion: Casa Blanca Lane (or drive or road or trail). Any others out there? Other possibilities are Whisperwood or Green Woods. As you can see, we need some outside perspectives.
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