Now I have been helping my Dad for some time doing some constructions things… but I mostly would just pick a few things up run back inside, get on the computer, run back outside when it seemed like I had been gone for a long time, and repeat until the day was done… BUT, now that Phil and I are really and truely building a doo-plex I can’t do that.

Well for one there is no computer present…

Anyways, instead of learning french for the time being (the language) I have switched my focus to learning the construction lingo… 2 by4, 8 by6, hammer, 6 and 5/8th.

AND let me tell you, some of the stuff is pretty confusing…

Jeff kept saying “I need a stud” and I kept yelling to Phil that Jeff wanted him BUT that isn’t what he wanted at all… he just wanted a piece of wood, ply wood or something like that.

Anways we have been hammering away on wood, not at all on our bikes… Although we have been mountain biking which reminds me…

Alright this isn’t going to work so here we go… a bunch of picture probably to small to see so please get out that handy dandy magnifying glass, binoculars, or your grandparents glasses and here we go…

the lake we road around on dirt, rocks, and through trees…

and from a different angle when I stopped again and really should be trying to stay with Phil…

Jenny looking at some trees…

trees that were burnt due to the high speeds we were traveling at through the forest… I am still not sure how the tires made it the whole day…

Phil and I next to the lake right before and after I crashed, yep I crashed once before this picture and once after…

oh but before any of this occured 3.87 minutes after departing Jenny continued to uphold the Ruiter tradition of over dressing and undressing shortly after departure…

and 30 seconds later holding up another Ruiter tradition… when does our bikes truely work correctly??

And then there was the chipmuk (spelled like that in Oregon and possibly other places too) coming out to say Hi to Phil and I on…

Phil’s trail…

a better view of the sign, even though the last picture was a better picture of the real Phil… I am still looking for Chrissy’s trail, but am darned if there is one…

BUT we haven’t just been biking around… as I said an am really telling the truth we have been hammering and what not…

Here is Phil in action…

and

those are not because it is cold out although the other day I was wishing I had some stylin’ ear muffs… these are to block out sound… you know like when he startes to sing we all put them on… oh yes even he does it

Alrighty it is time to hit the hay and I am sure glad my bed isn’t really made of hay…

Night,

:)Chrissy

ps… I was just kidding about his singing, it is good. really

pss… pounding like hammering, cutting like sawing, AND riding like biking

psss…. I have not control over the pictures. They just go where they want and I have no say

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