Hurricane Irene

It seems that there is always something to ruin my plans.  Scott and Zizi, Jasper, work, rain, or in this case Hurricane Irene.  Now I love a good natural disaster as much as the next person, though as far as I am concerned this Sunday was hardly a natural disaster.  I mean seriously it was only a tropical storm, big deal.  Enough babbling about our hurricane or lack there of. 

Alex finished everything that needs to be done on the yurt except for the platform.  The rafters have been cut, notched, and shaped.  The walls are sewn.  The roof fabric waiting to be appropriately draped. The lattice complete.  All in all we are done.  However, due to the impending doom this last weekend we couldn't actually set the yurt up and make any use of it. 

This weekend, come hell or hurricane, the yurt is going up.  Alex and I are still in disagreement about where to set up the yurt.  He thinks that it would be best, and quickest to set up the yurt on the Pond House Frame because at least then we would be able to move out of the camp as quick as possible.  I think it would be best to just jimmy together a platform real quick in the yurts final location and put it up there so that we don't need to take the whole damn thing down and move it again.  Since we all know that yurts cause pain and heartache, I figure the less we deal with the stupid thing the happier we all will be.  With the exception of still not being quite sure how the roof is going to be sewn on, and a couple hundred grommets left to attach everything should go real smoothly. 

It will go especially smoothly if we have a whole bunch of willing workers standing by our sides helping to nail and hoist etc...  Don't take this the wrong way, I want manual labor, I don't want any form of higher thought or reasoning.  I am especially certain the I don't want any advice about how the yurt should be constructed.  Alex and I are perfectly content to wallow through this adventure with our heads up our asses ignoring well meaning advice...  Plus, it has been noted before that I tend to react to well meaning advice like a lion to a gazelle, I may or may not rip you to shreds over it, it fully depends on my mood. 

Now if that wasn't a weird enough yurt update I will blame it on excess rain, and cleaning up cat puke all weekend.  And now I will get back to cat puke clean up duty.  If you feel the urge to come help us Yurt it Up let me know and I will make certain that there are plenty of donuts waiting...