day 152 - damn you martha

Let's make an outdoor living room, I said.

Let's get a gazebo with the side walls, I said. It'll keep us from carrying the cushions in every time it rains.

Here we are a week later and the damn thing, although screwed to the deck, is held down with truck straps and looks like it's going to liftoff from the deck every time the wind blows. The sidewalls are useful alright. They're going to help carry our gazebo to Toronto the next time we have a tornado warning.

Damn you Martha Stewart.