It was 9 a.m. Mountain Time.Kathleen had left to get a newspaper, Stan was squeezing paste onto a toothbrush and Hoover was signaling hurry up, hurry up, it is time to go out, when the doorbell rang.
The fellas hauled the stuff in, Stan checked for dings, signed the paper and they were on their way. Kathleen returned in time for coffee and a newspaper on the new kitchen table.
We're thinking Virg and Steve did a good job picking this stuff out. It's a bit heavy in the leg, which is
good for that southwest clubhouse feel.
Not sure what we'll do with the temporary IKEA tables. Might spray 'em Copper Mountain and locate them such that Steve can rest his beer while watching Boston Legal.
