Thee um, hubby told me I couldn't put any spooky stuff out til October.
And um, I totally listened to him. Until today.
I got my sign done, and I wanted it out of the garage. . . I mean really, I was going to back over it in my hurry to not leave my kids stranded after school AGAIN, and it all just kind of, like, snowballed from there. . .
I'm only 2 friggin' days off, right?
You know this sign? I love that post that holds it all up. But since I don't have any on hand, and shockingly, neither does the Daddy-o, and they run $60 or more at the hardware store,
we came up with our own sign post dealy-o.
Cheap and strong, man. That's how I like my posts. And my men.
Anywho, the daddy-o came up with an ingenius way to have this sign held up without falling over or having to disturb my grass.
(oh crap. . .are those weeds? Now I'm not gonna sleep all night)
Isn't that great? A cement fence post/cinder block thingy. And the post just sits right in there.
And lemme tell you, I was worried carrying that thing around in thongs. Worried I'd squish a toe or something.
Oh wait. . . we don't call them "thongs" anymore, do we? My bad. I mean "flip flops". Childhood slip up, I 'spose. Pardon.
Note to self:
great idea of spraying over the whole thing with a clear coat wasn't such a great idea as far as vinyl is concerned. Re-cut "VACANCY", puhlease.
So, um, do you think I need to worry about this sign, what with all those tweenagers that still hang out in my yard after school? Might I find it in pieces down the street or something?
Linked to The Shabby Nest.
Linked to Finding Fabulous: Frugalicious Friday.