Grandpa Dale’s dilapidated fence was finally blown down by wind a few weeks ago, which meant he had to take time out of his “busy” schedule to build a new one.
After going back and forth with the next door neighbor, the two decided to build a new fence on a Friday.
Blake and I usually spend our Fridays at Grandpa Dale’s house and that Friday was no exception. We pulled up to the house to find Grandpa Dale and the neighbor drinking beer, doing shots of whiskey, and building a fence.
Did I mention it was 11am?
Is he holding up the fence? Or is the fence holding up him?
I had some recipe testing for One Martini planned that day, and two drunk idiots building a fence seemed like a great pair to test on.
The results were spectacular.
Notice the "pillow"?
You’re welcome, Liz.
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Hahahahahaha!!! Grandpa Dale is hilarious.
He was seriously shnokered by 2pm.
I want his life.
You and me both. But you have to figure the crap we’re dealing with now, he dealt with 30 years ago. So in 30 years, we can get drunk and lay around the yard all day, too.
We all dream of the day when we can get liquored up before lunch on a weekday (and operate power tools!)
WG
I would love to hang out with you! Oh… you mean… you want to hang with Grandpa Dale? I guess that’s okay, too.
That man can nap anywhere. But thankfully he is a good one martini taste tester.
He loves being a tester for us.
I can’t wait until 30 years from now when the pictures are of you lovely ladies. I bet that will be just as fun
That’s the American dream right there. Who says it’s too early to take shots before 11? Psh he did his time in the work force. Drink on my friend
. He’s got the best job, a retired, handyman that drinks on the job! Perfect!
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Love these pictures of Grandpa Dale! I can’t wait to retire!!
So awesome. What a fun family you have. Can I come?
Of course!