Once again, Mr. Fabulous had no words when he came home from work last night. It is not unusual for him to come home to a newly wallpapered or painted room, rearranged furniture or a "new" piece of furniture painted and upholstered that he saw the day before in the garbage on the corner. He's a good sport and of the few things that bug me about him, the fact that these types of "normality" at our house don't seem to faze him make me love him all the more. I'm sure that a large part of that wonderful characteristic is because He was raised by a mother who did basically the same thing. (Although Grandma Great DID have dinner ready for Grandpa Great) ((AND as Grandma Great is such a good cook, I could never measure up, so there you go....)) .
And here is Mr. Fabulous's robot costume still unfinished but in some stages of the development. Yeah!!!!