Well, the inevitable finally happened. Remeber last year in our Christmas letter, I said Garry was redoing our master bath?? Well, a year later, we finally got around to it. Taz took a shower one morning and leaned against the wall, and it just caved in. So, Thanksgiving morning, Garry started ripping it apart. So, that leads me to the first thing I'm thankful for...a handy man husband who thinks he can do anything!!
Yes, it is now Wednesday, almost a week later and I still can't shower in my new bathroom, but at least it's getting closer to that day!