In June my husband and I helped my parents
build a barn in their backyard.
I can't really claim a ton of credit,
besides holding things up as they got screwed in place,
smoothing the cement for the foundation,
(dad says I'm pretty good at it...holla)
being a "go for" girl, and
carrying lumber from the front yard to the back.
However, I can rightfully claim some crazy roofing skills!
Hammer and Nails, people.
My aim was spot on by the end of that day.
[The real story:]
As we were working on the steep slants of the roof, my spaghetti noodle arms couldn't hold up a sheet of shingles in one hand, and the nail gun in the other! They were so heavy. I had to use a hammer and nails because they were lighter! But hey, doesn't that roof look fabulous?